As we approached the red and black car, I got into the car and noticed how roomy the car was. I was very exuberated to go to Minnesota. I packed 3 very stuffy bags.One of my bags was filled with clothes. The second one was filled with all my basketball stuff. The final bags were filled with extras ( toothbrush, toothpaste, food, etc.).The car was very empty on the way there.My dad was driving. My mom was in the passenger seat and I was in the back with my sister. On they way there we saw a really cool, broke down farm. It was still up and running but, it didn 't have any animals.It took us about 8 or 9 hours to get there. Right when we got there we walked into our motel. The Motel was like dark and broke down, but the rooms were huge. Right …show more content…
After we ate breakfast and did a little shopping we went to my game. Right when we walked in it smelt like hardwood floors and sweat. We were all ready to play. The first team we played was two grades above us. You could tell they were more mature than us, but we still weren 't scared. Their name was All Iowa Attack Black. Our starting lineup was Q, Joe, Matthew, Drew, and me. I started off tipping and we scored right off the bat. We stayed aggressive the whole game bumping cutters making sure they got no easy buckets, and we ended up winning 52-15. We ended up playing in the championship game on Sunday. We played the Rising Stars. They were all just as talented as us so it all came down to whoever plays the hardest. We had a different starting lineup this game. Jack replaced Drew. This game we got punched in the mouth right at the start of the game. We were getting beat 8-0. Then we started to realize this team was actually pretty good. They had a couple of very efficient shooters but they were a mainly inside team. At the half the score was 29-28. We were down by 1. They had a very selfish player that had almost half of their points. So we figured if we just lock him up when knew we were gonna win. He scored about 5 more points to start the 3nd half so by that time i just started guarding him. I knew he was weak minded and just wanted to shoot over me so i was just gonna be aggressive with him the whole time. He finally got me in the open court and everyone cleared out it was just me and him in the backcourt. Swear dripping down my face i knew thus is where I can make or break the game. Right here right now. The crowd went silent. He started to dribble and took about 3 dribbles then i just had to reach. I thought i was gonna get a foul but i ripped it from him and took back to the other side and dunked it. By this time everyone was on their feet. Everyone on the bench was jumping exuberantly and excited. They ended up calling a timeout to chill
378 Jump shots bouncing off the rim, passes to the wrong team, a silence where one could hear a penny drop, and the word “BASELINE” is what I remember from practice two days before the Highland Park game. We were playing live against the scout team, but we were playing them like they were the ‘95-’96 Chicago Bulls with Michael Jordan at the helm. After a few minutes of this nonsense, Coach McKendrick told our team to get on the baseline to run. However, it was not because we were playing poor. It was because our captains were not talking to our team and bringing more energy to our practice.
The chilling breeze brushed up against my skin, thankfully drying up some of the sweat that was finding its way into my eyes. My hand still trembling with nervousness, and my stomach churning with nausea. I was approaching the basket and the crowd starts to rise like a Tsunami. As I got really close to the basket I got into my layup position. Taking two swift steps and then just simply serving the ball on to the backboard.
First we did passing no one could really pass but then I thought well we could work on that. Then we set, hit, digged and last serving and I felt as if no one met my skill set. What I didn't realize at the time was how cocky I was and how much potential my team really had.
I was on fire at practice, I didn’t miss a single shot. It was Lanier, which was my middle school, verses stone Finally, it was game day. I couldn't concentrate at school, all I was thinking about was the game. Everyone would come up to me and tell me that I was gonna crush them.
2 seconds left and he has no other option but to pass the ball. 1 second left and i let the ball go out of my hands in the 3 point line. Clack! I missed the shot and it was the last game we played together. He would tease me about it and i would have to stand there and take the insults.
Sean Hampton said “Victory is the child of preparation and determination.” My first year of attending Thomson Middle School I was determined to play, no matter how much I had to work I was determined. The coaches had a meeting were they informed us on a few rules. One was that you had to be in the seventh and eighth grade to participate. A pile of disappointment tumbled into the bottom of my stomach because I was only in the sixth grade.
One mid afternoon day, it all changed. My team and I were all in our uniforms on the court ready to start off our game against Anderson Valley. The game begins and we have a rough start, we are down eight by the quarter. I told myself that I don’t want this game to be like all the others, a complete
Our first practice we did the usual most teams do on the first day; we learned plays, got conditioned, and gained chemistry with teammates. The first day down and many more to come for this ‘learning experience’ of a season. Once the season got rolling and we got closer to our first game I was getting really excited and anxious to finally compete against other teams. The day came for our first game against Benton Community and we actually played better than
The score was fifty-six to fifty-eight. As soon as I came in the game, I knew I was still on fire from the first half, so I smiled because I knew I was going to get the ball. When I got the ball, I shot a mid-range shot and I tied the game up. Then time went by to where nobody was scoring. It was like both teams were playing good defense, but the other team had scored with six seconds on the clock.
It was the end of the first half of the game towards the end of the season. My team was playing the Purdue Boilermakers, a team we
Her fingers only skinned the ball as it glided into the back of the net. I then ran to my teammates arms spread open, screaming. They all lifted me with hugs and showered me with high fives. My throat hurt from screaming but I barely noticed! We had
As I was dribbling down the court the shot clock began to Go down all I heard was 5...4...3...2... 1 then the crowd went crazy because I made the shot. From that day on everyone began to call me clutch. I love the sport of basketball because I’ve been playing it since I was about 3 years old.
It was a crispy cold Saturday night and the stakes for the game were high. The score of the game was two for my team (JFV Westpfalz) and two for Westrich (my teams rival). It was about thirty-five minutes after halftime and both teams were beginning to get exhausted from the struggle of scoring. My team having the good offense and the rival team having a tremendously good defense couldn’t find a way to score on each other.
In that game I shot three baskets and got fouled bad. I got back to up and made all two free shots winning the game. When we won the summer league I felt so good. I still have the trophy today and whenever I see it I feel proud. Playing in the
Hi, im Bean the ghost, i was abandoned by my parents when i was 8 months old. I was left at these old peoples house that i really hate. I have lived in Michigan for my whole life and now im 17 years old and the only friend i have is a jelly bean jar, his name is Jammy. He sometimes gives me jelly beans and it reminds me of eating little kids. Anyways im here to tell you about how my life changed by a little boy named Flib.