I have decided to post my experience in the recruiting process to reciprocate the aid I have received, but also in the hopes that someone might find this useful.
Oftentimes, I concerned myself, as an applicant, far too much with the “me” factor. Am I good enough for this team? Do my grades pass the standards? Will I fit in with this squad? It’s completely understandable. After all, it is the applicant who brings their chips to the table. They’re the deviating variable in the collegiate equation. I was suffocated by the constant polishing of the flawless résumé. Perfect could be made better. But often overlooked is the college deck itself. There are factors that applicants cannot account for, which oftentimes are overlooked in our nigh obsessive fascination with the self.
I’d like to provide a personal anecdote, one that addresses the prior notion. I fit the criteria (in my humble opinion) with my initial first choice. I had the grades, the results, even the coach said he would have given me an offer. But what didn’t align was the right deck. The college was stocked to the brim with fencers of my weapon. To my dismay, my offer was passed up in favor of recruiting fencers in other weapons. And as unfortunate a prospect as it is, even strongly qualified applicants sometimes don’t/can’t get into to the college of their choice, echoing @BrooklynRye 's sentiments in Post #504.
I had been so engrossed in molding the perfect image of me that I was devastated when I was turned down. What was wrong with me? Where did I mess up? The failure was embedded deep in my mind, plaguing me for weeks with a miasma of shame. I could never really grasp that it wasn’t my fault that it was the college’s quota that was the impediment. It’s a grim reality that we have no control over, but by no means does it suggest that the applicant should abandon hope. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. It never hurts to take your talents elsewhere. I found it best to pack up my bags (albeit begrudgingly) and move on in the college search.
That leads me to my next point, and that is following your gut instinct when making your decisions. I was later given offers from several other universities. However, the coaches imposed very strict deadlines, meaning that I would have to make a hasty decision without even getting to look at some of the other schools. I spent many sleepless nights weighing my options, counting down the dwindling number of days until I would have to send the dreaded emails. I ultimately turned down all the universities sans one, some which could have given me LLs, and turned my attention to a particular institution. It didn’t offer a LL system, instead asking its applicants to undergo a different process in order to become an official recruit.
In retrospect, the entire process was a risky endeavor, and I was very lucky to get in. I passed up what was nearly a guarantee (as the coaches themselves said I would have been approved for a LL without a doubt) for a haphazard shot in the dark, which could very well have resulted in me losing all my options. But when presented with the choice, I listened to my gut in making this decision, which I felt paid off well in the endgame in an emotional and literal sense. Following your heart is something I recommend doing when considering these monumental and pivotal four years in your life (or your child’s life, depending on who’s reading this). You never know where you might find yourself (or your child), and you will likely be happier having acted on your accord rather than forced by a coach’s hand.
Best of luck to the rest of the incoming Class of 2022, and to everyone else further down the road.
Tl:dr Don’t let a single failure get your all hopes down and follow your gut instinct.