Mira raised an eyebrow and placed an impatient hand on her hip.  "Well, master, what you [i]wished[/i] for was to be, and I quote: 'the best player on your school’s lacrosse team'.  And I made it so.  The reason you don't see anything is because you have yet to try it out for yourself."  She suddenly smirked.  "Or is it that, when you made your wish, you expected me to make you some big, strong, overly-muscular man with perfect hair and a cleft chin?"  She chuckled to herself, then shook her head.  "You've gotten exactly what you wished for, master; no more and no less."

She thought for a moment.  "If this is a 'school' team, then they play on a school day, correct?"  Her understanding of human society was still sadly underdeveloped, but she thought she had at least that part correct.  "Then let us make a deal.  The next time you go to school, investigate.  Play your game of lacrosse, and see if I have slighted you.  If you feel that I have not fulfilled your wish [i]to the letter,[/i] then I shall undo the magic and return you to three wishes.  Sound fair?"