back in 1997 i blew out my knee during volleyball practice at Bethel. the drill was to block, transition off the net " hit, 10 times in a row. i'd done this drill a million times before, but for some reason, on my 7th hit, i landed, my left knee gave out " i fell to the floor. my teammates heard the pop of my ACL, but i missed it.
for the first time since then, i had my team do the same drill in practice this morning. they really needed help in figuring out how to get off the net during the game to get a full approach in, and it was the best drill i could think of. needless to say, they each had to do it 7 times in a row...not 10. no knees were blown out.
amazing how the past can affect you, eh?