There is always something special about being new. The joy of a newborn, of the first day of school, the smell of a new car, or pulling tight on the new strings of new sneakers.
Waiting in the hallway outside of the gym on Ensign Road were the varsity Lady Lions. Last week they anxiously accepted fresh boxes of Adidas hightops, flipping open the lids and pulling back the thin sheath of tissue that …
