No matter how many times Yusuke Kimura ’18 repeated the same bend of the knees and slight flick of the wrist, he could not get the wooden ball onto the spike.
This was one of the times he felt like...
His heart was beating out of his chest and sweat was dripping from his forehead. Justyn Chang ’18 had never been more nervous. He considered running out of the small, damp room, but running out of the...
