The booming sound of the buzzer finally called for the 12 athletes to line up on either side of the net. As soon as Casey stepped on the court, she felt a sickening feeling in her stomach and mind. What if they did not win, she thought. Casey rapidly let the idea leave her mind as she turned to her team and attempted to break the mood that hovered over the team like a thunderstorm with massive, treacherous clouds. Casey glanced at Dillon, the other captain of the Buford Tigers, and offered a reassuring smile. After the piercing whistle blew and the Tigers shook hands with their opposing team, the Lawrenceville Patriots, Dillon and Casey called their four other teammates into a huddle. “Nothing drops,” Dillon said as everyone puts their arms around the others black and red jerseys which proudly held their school’s name on the backs. Taytum sharply looked at the Patriots for a few seconds before deciding that it was going to be a lengthy, tough game that the Patriots were not going to give up …show more content…
The Patriots would get a few points before the Tigers would retaliate. After a long, tedious 3 sets, the Tigers were ahead 2-1. The fourth had just begun when the other team noticed a flaw in the Tiger’s positioning, and sent the ball speeding toward an open part of the court. Haley, the defensive specialist, saw the position of the opposing hitter’s arm and started running to the far right side of the court, knowing that the ball would land on the line and they would lose the first point if she did not move rapidly. She dove at the last second to reach where the ball would land, sacrificing her body to get the point, the ball then hit her hand and went spinning, back up to the center of the court, leaving a stinging sensation on Haley’s hand. Dillon raced to the center of the court, determined to not let the ball Haley saved, to drop. Dillion sent the ball back over the net, ensuring that the Tiger’s had enough time to
The game is 20 minutes away from starting and we are going over our defensive plays since last time we played them we only got 6 tackles the whole 2 hour game. Its game time and Wheatridge chose to receive Number 7 is in the back field ready to receive our Kicker launches it all the way down field to number 7. Dylan Merry was there as soon as he caught it and Dylan hit him so hard he fumbled it into the endzone the for Aidan Buzz to Get it.
They had won. James did it, he had done what he’d promised, to win it for Wesley, not for himself, not for his team, but for Wesley. He was crying tears of triumph, James had gone through so much, outlasting an injury, having his best friend die, no one would step in the way of James, no one. James didn’t party after the game, he didn’t do anything except go to the cemetery, where his friend was buried. He set the number 17 jersey on the gravestone, and wrote on the back right under the number 17 “We did it Wesley, we won the state title again, I wish you could’ve been here to share the moment with us.
We didn’t really have a whole lot of weaknesses... We, overall, played really steady, and I think that was our strength overall.” The first set started off with Senior setter, Aubrey Edie’s jump float serve, that was unable to earn the rebels the first point. McNeese stole the first
After a 30 second timeout, the ball was in bounds and as expected, given to Lebron James. The Spurs swarmed him as he stood at the three-point line to shoot the ball. When the ball left his hands, the arena went silent and everyone stood to their feet. The ball hit the rim,
Lakota Hodges p.1 lacrosse game v.s mt si It was a beautiful morning the sun was shining bees a buzzing you can see clearly mt si as we stand on a terrible grass field filled with potholes and mole mounds i as i consider in my head why aren't we on their elevated grass field but that thought is quickly shooed away as john a fellow teammate hurdles a ball toward me as i catch it he trips on a pothole i say to him "today is going to be a good day" as that event comes to a close luckily the opposing team had just arrived and thankfully didn't see that as i suit up to play goalie in a muddy goal with moose poop nearby and goose poop
Borah and Boise had reached the pinnacle of high school basketball, but their seasons, contrary to a movie-like moment, now ended in a very dreary, anticlimactic fashion. The orange glowing lights on the display hanging in the center of the gym indicated the meager final score: seventeen to seven (Lycklama). After a full thirty-two minutes of play, the two teams from this factual recount managed only twenty-four combined points (Lycklama). This extreme instance in history reveals a prominent issue regarding the rules of Idaho high school basketball. The lack of a shot clock in high school causes problems that would otherwise be solved
“ If you are just tuning in to ESPN, this is Alabama versus LSU with 15 seconds left in the 4th quarter, Alabama ball at LSU’s 5 yard line, tie game, 21-21.” Tyrann Mathieu, the freshman cornerback is lined up in 1 on 1 coverage against Amari Cooper, an all american wide receiver for Alabama. Alabama urgently snaps the ball, Amari Cooper joggs up and makes a quick move to the inside, looking for the ball to be passed to him. The Quarterback steps out of the pocket and rolls out to the right. The quarterback throws it in Amari Cooper 's direction.
The popular home team broke out from their tight huddle and separated throughout the field. Their anguished faces concentrated on the last quarter; they are only 5 points up. The earnest and intoxicating energy transfers into the equally tense crowd. The fierce competition begins to boil up into the fans. Someone yells a blind comment within the rage and before anyone knows it, fights break out throughout the crowd.
Everyone 's at least broken a bone or injured themselves before right? Well this is one of those tragic stories where I unfortunately injured myself. It all started way back in the 5th grade and all my friends and family know I love & play the game of baseball. The baseball season for the little league I play for is about to begin in about 1-2 weeks.
For a young baseball player one of the highest goals to achieve is hitting a homerun -for me that was all I wanted. I already achieved most of what I wanted in baseball, and one of my proudest was a no-hitter, but it was no home run. When I first realized how bad I wanted this feat was one night after a practice where all we did was just hit. The majority of my teammates hit at least one homerun that practice, but me I hit the fence but never was able to send one over. The car ride home after the practice was horrible, I was a mess.
Inside it was hectic, close to 40 volleyball players running around the gym at once. We took a seat in the top row of the bleachers so we could have a decent view of the court. Unexpectedly, a loud buzzer went off-the game was about to start. The two teams lined up, wished each other good luck, and continued
The locker room was as quiet as the Alaskan wilderness. Everyone had a nervous look on their faces, and the coach was unusually quiet. Conner put on some music to loosen the mood while Noah did his tradition of breaking either a chair or the trash can, he broke both. We odds were not in our favor and we all knew that. West Kent is fast, big,
My insides were pounding as my damp crimson jersey clung to my breast from sweat. My head hung low with sweat dripping to the ground, while I was anxiously waiting for the officials to make the call. This hard fought match was on brink of its end, and this next call could determine the victor. All at once the gym went silent as the referee made his call. “Shooting foul on #22, green.”
" Danny, Honolulu High 's volleyball team captain, received a chorus of various affirmative responses and nodded. Henry, one of the freshmen on the team, turned to Kentaro, another freshman and highly skilled setter, and grinned, "Toss to me!" Ever since elementary school, Henry Song had been a big fan of volleyball. He 'd never been on a proper team before and so, when he began high school, he tried out for the team and barely made it. Henry knew his height was his biggest flaw as a volleyball player.
Madison was having a hard time concentrating, and she missed a lot of her shot, even the easy free throws. They still won by a score of 150- 149. She made the last shot that won the game. It was free throw.