She's The Man 2006

Viola’s heart stopped. But she shoved him, snarled something about a compression shirt, and ran harder than she’d ever run. That night, she sat on the dorm roof with Paul and his cactus.

Coach Harris, a grizzled woman who’d been watching Viola with narrowing eyes for two weeks, stepped forward. “We have eleven. Viola Hastings, you’re playing forward. And if anyone on this team has a problem with that, they can run laps until they graduate.” she's the man 2006