Kaya Galvan, new basketball transfer from rival

Kaya Galvan is a senior guard on the women’s basketball team, a fresh transfer from our rival institution over the summer. Three weeks ago the coaching staff had me formally reach out to her to set up an official visit, convinced they could make better use of her talents than our second rate rivals.

On her visit to the school, they gave her the hard sell, tauting our academics, athletic success, night life, food scene, shopping district, anything that might be of any interest to a 21 year-old. Since the school was only 20 miles away from her hometown, the coaches told her she could go back and visit as often as she liked. The next day, Kaya announced her decision to transfer on social media to backlash from fans of both schools.

“She’s leaving for that piece of shit school? Good riddance!”

“We watched her lose for three years, why do we want her again?”

“Traitor!”

“Bitch!”

“Hope you like riding the bench!”

“I hope we cut your ass over the summer.”

The optics weren’t great, but Kaya knew this was the right decision for her future. Not only was she going to be better utilized, she was also heading to a better team. Unlike the “other” school, our squad consistently made it to the third round of the college basketball tournament, a rarity for a school in our conference.

Since the 5’7” Latina had played for our rivals, I was somewhat familiar with her, sharing a couple brief formal chats over the years when they came to play us.

Compiling as much tape on Kaya as I could find, I went to work breaking down the film and taking notes. After about 30 minutes of intense study, I transitioned from writing about her game to waxing poetic about her appearance.

"Looks taller than she plays. Thick, angular eyebrows and strong jawline. Light brown eyes. Plump lips and deep dimples. Slender arms, sinewy biceps and toned back. Shapely legs, thick thighs and strong calves. Prefers to wear her hair in a messy bun; Over the course of game, loose strands often stick to her sweaty forehead. Usually wears white sports bra under jersey, sometimes light grey. Small chest. Tight round ass; bounces as she runs the court. Visible mid thigh tan lines."

I was getting hard just describing her, but watching her play was even better. Diving on the floor, hustling in transition, dancing on the bench with her teammates, I closely examined every second of the footage over the next few hours.

Cutting down eight hours of film, I sent the coaches about two hours of relevant film and basketball-related notes, keeping the rest of the recordings and my more sensitive notes safe with me. Within the next 48 hours, Kaya was set to arrive, and I would be spending the whole day with her taking promotional photos and showing her around campus.