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First Volleyball Training

As stated in one of my post before, I am taking Volleyball class this semester. Today I had the second class, and it's the first time training!

As the captain for Malaysian Wisconsin Volleyball team (you'll believe me right? XD), I am more than happy to take this class. The first thing I learned during this class is to never forget about the basics. The method I used to train our team is kinda messed up. We want to learn how to spike quickly, but didn't really bother to perfecting our basic skills. What our instructor taught us is to master the basics stage by stage. Basically it is like this:

passing --->>> setting --->>> spiking

"If you want to spike you need to learn to set. If you want to set you need to learn to pass. So basics are everything." He said something like that, I think. So after this I will make sure everyone will master the basics first~

The second thing is about passing.  So today we learned about overhand pass, which is using our fingers to pass the ball that is above our head to teammates. Usually in my team, we only call this "setting". I never thought that it is actually a method of "passing". How wrong I was in this one too. So there are two types of passing: underhand (digging or bumping) and overhand (setting). I really need to use the word "passing" instead of "digging"~ In my mind, there is no "passing", there is only "digging" (or "bumping"). I said to my team to learn "digging", not "passing". No wonder we all can get the ball but never pass it to others hahaha. Plus we all have the tendency to dig while actually we all can use "setting" to pass.

This is only the first training but I already learned a lot! So much fun~~


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