The 2017 Rams Reflect is the second in a series of annual collections. Senior captains and representatives of Suffolk teams have been invited to contribute viewpoints based on personal experience from both their senior seasons and full varsity careers at Suffolk.
For a complete listing of past and present Rams’ Reflections, click here.
Alexandra Clarke, Women's Basketball | Hometown: Boothbay Harbor, Maine | Sociology
A letter to incoming freshmen,
You never understand what people mean when they say it’ll fly by. You never understand until it’s you, standing in the middle of the court on Senior Night, wondering where on earth the last four years have gone.
I know everyone thinks that they’ve been through it. After all, we’ve all endured the heartbreak of our high school careers ending, that pit-in-your-stomach feeling on Senior Night, and the nostalgia looking back, but the difference was, we all still had the next four years in college to look forward to. We weren’t finished yet, but different in college. I promise you.
I remember my very first time meeting the team my freshman year. I was absolutely terrified, but those girls became my absolute best friends in a matter of weeks, and four years later that still hasn’t changed. I’ve met people here at Suffolk that have changed my life in ways they don’t even know about. Teammates are the best types of friends you can have. It’s more than just friends; it becomes familial-type relationships that you form. I’ve never been on a team that preaches family more than here.
It’s not all happy-go-lucky though. It’s one of the hardest things in the world to watch the game you love from the sidelines because you’re a bench-warming freshman. It’s harder than you’d ever imagine to go from being one of the elite players, if not the elite player, on your high school team to the absolute bottom of the totem pole. But, I can promise you it’s worth it.
Every single time you have to miss out on a class you wanted to take, or even were required to take for your degree because of basketball, it’s worth it. Every time you see the rest of your friends going out on the weekends, but you can’t because you have a game the next day, it’s worth it. Every time Meg Tracey makes you wake up at 6 a.m. to go run a timed mile in East Boston, or run 10 suicides in 10 minutes – something I think I will forever be emotionally scarred from – I promise you, even that is worth it.
Because, at the end of the day I would do anything to be able to go back and realize how much it was going to sting when it was finally over. Every year at the end of the season I always had the next year to look forward to. Except now. So, to new recruits on the team next year, don’t take a single minute of it for granted. Because in four years you’re going to look back and wish that Coach was screaming in your face to get low on defense, or to not always go for the block, or to use your damn legs when you shoot. I know I do.
Make the most of the next four years at Suffolk, because I promise you it’s going to be one of the hardest things you’re ever going to be put through, both mentally and physically. But it’s going to be the most rewarding.
Enjoy it, and get that GNAC title for me and for the rest of us who wish we had just one more shot at it.