Thank you to the team who made me scream and jump for joy out of the stands.

Thank you to the team who forced the tears out of my eyes and on to a familiar purple and gold t-shirt, already stained with the five-hour-drive's coffee.

Thank you to the team who made me shout cheers of "I believe" and "Come on!" within a few seconds of one another.

Thank you to the team that made it okay, even cool, to swirl around purple pom-poms at the State Championship.

Thank you to the team who reminded me of the exhilarating feeling of rushing the floor after a Final Four win, the stench of sweat overshadowed by the cheers of uniformed fans.

Thank you to the team who somehow reminded me of that feeling twice. Two years in a row.

Then went to the State Championship. Twice in a row.

And won. Twice in a row.

Thank you to team that provides our Cav Fam with tweet-worthy moments, homeroom conversation starters, and reasons to brag on our school name.

Thank you to the team that embodies the definition of Cav Fam in the first place.

Thank you to the team who provide me with memories of mask-clad student sections, cold concession stand pizza, and post-game Waffle House runs.

Thank you to the team who put smiles on the little girls' faces, inciting feelings of immense happiness and inspiration.

Thank you to the team that motivates our school and boosts our morale. That reminds us the importance of compassion, teamwork, and dedication.

Thank you to the team that I'm not a part of, yet feel as though I am. Thank you for sharing your success and failures with your students and your school.

Thank you to the girls who forever ingrained memories into my mind. Thank you for giving a story to tell my children whenever I flip open my dusty junior and senior yearbooks and find a picture of a gleaming metal trophy inside.