Meera had her hair pulled back and uniform pleated perfectly as the she entered the field, polished broom in gloved hand. It was the last match. Everything she had worked for was defined by what happened in these next few hours. She shaked a little bit and drew heavy breaths, but for the most part, she was confident.

After making her way to her teammates, she began to do some quick stretches, as was the routine. Looking back and forth between Nila, Raju, and Priya, she stretched out her shoulders and back, before moving on to the hamstrings.