Some people may say I'm crazy, but I don't care. I live for water polo. I love the feeling of anxiety as I race to the ball as the ref plops the ball into the crystal blue water. I live for the feeling of my defender ripping at my suit to try to get the ball in my soft wet palm. I love the feeling of holding myself back so that I don't punch the girl out of retaliation. The feeling of water splashing in my face as I sprint to break the glossiness. I love the feeling as my team mates lob the ball to my so that I can chuck it at the goal that seems to have no opening. The feeling as the buzzer goes off and you turn to the scoreboard and seeing that your team has won is breathtaking and reassuring. Even though when you loose is sad and depressing, your excited for something new to learn during practice. I am passionate for one of my sports, and that is water polo.