Today in class we watched a movie called Pride. During the section of the movie that we watched today, they went to a swim meet and completely failed, got a stern talking to by the coach, and came back the next day ready to train and swim. At the first meet, they failed in behavior, swimwear, and performance. This made me mad because most of the arguing was unnecessary and could be avoided. Since then the team has been swimming, training, and practicing. This makes me feel better because they are getting closer to their full potential. I felt embarrassed for the team at first but when they came back the next day ready to train, I felt proud and I knew that they would be champions. One of the team's coaches got permission to have a meet at the recreation building and hoped that people would actually come and support. He was surprised to see that lots of people actually came. This made me happy and surprised because now the team is on the same level as the other schools, mentally and physically, and I'm surprised because they hadn't done well at the first meet, but their families still came to support. My happiness then fades because the other team claimed to have gotten the flu on the 15 minute ride to the school. The referee didn't call it a forfeit, but the kids still swam. After that they kept on getting better and better. Soon after the coach almost drowned a man for vandalizing the recreation center where the kids swam. I don't think his actions were right, but I understand why he did it. The coach later confesses that he is putting himself on suspension, and won't be able to coach anymore. When asked who was going to coach, he responded simply that they have each other and that's all that they need. The team then went onto Nationals where they competed in a meet and won 1st place, right above their arch rivals. I loved this movie, the acting, and the message it conveys.
