The Year Maya Stopped Waiting
Through the first five games, Maya took eleven shots and put two on target. She lived at the edge of the box, waiting for the perfect ball. Then came the October game against the Westside Strikers — tied 1–1, eight minutes left — and she didn't wait. Three shots in four minutes. The third one went in.
In the car afterward she said, “I just decided to shoot.” Over the last five games of the season, eight of her twelve shots were on target. The Otters lost once more all fall.
Built from 14 games tagged from the sideline and 6 moments her family wrote down.
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