“Why can’t we get into our freaking offense! ?” This is all I really remember from Coach McKendrick at halftime last year against Niles North in what was a tough night for our basketball team. Prior to this, we beat New Trier at home and then went on the road and beat the pre-season unanimous vote to win conference, Highland Park, in our first conference game. Before the New Trier game, our game plan was simple: we were smaller, but faster, so we were going to run the court and make this is a fast pace game. We executed our gameplan, and we won.
It was fall of my eighth-grade year, and I couldn't wait for basketball tryouts. I had been practicing all summer trying to prepare for my first basketball tryout. Then I heard the school bell ring meaning tryouts was in ten minutes. Nervously, I walked into the gym and saw a lot of kids trying out who have played their whole lives; then the coach blew the whistle and we all started warming up. At the end of tryouts, I thought I played great and I was excited to come back for the second day of tryouts the next day.
I must admit that I was extremely frustrated when my doctor told me the conditions of my back. But after years of self-evaluation and reconsideration, I started to realize that the undesirable result does not necessarily make my commitments worthless or futile. Even though I lost a couple of opportunities to show how hard I had been working, playing basketball did change my life enormously. Basketball served as a driving force and motivation throughout my adolescence. I worked hard in basketball in order to persevere, especially after I started practicing with the district basketball team.
I was putting in the work at practice, getting lots of reps in at point guard, and really getting to know the sets better. Then Gavin got hurt and a part of me wad down because he was getting on a roll and helping the team win but the competitive side of me was thinking that now is my chance to make my mark and to get some varsity minutes. We played Maquoketa and I didn’t get in the game. Little down about that and the fact that we lost to Maquoketa who we beat last time by more than 25 points, but it was there freshman who punched us in the stomach when he mad a last second shot to beat us by one. Gavin was back the next day at practice and my spirit was dead.
I remember it like it was yesterday freshman year basketball tryouts I was really excited as soon as that final bell rang I ran straight to the gym to get ready tryouts were the whole week but I felt like I needed to get off to a good start. I got in the gym put my shoes on stretched and started to get warmed up. The coach walked in the gym I got really nervous he didn 't know me I didn 't know him so I went up shook his hand and told him my name and the grade I was in. Tryouts finally started we started doing drills I was trying so hard not to mess up but I ended up messing up a couple times but I said hey no one 's perfect. The first day of tryouts was almost over the coaches got all of us together and put us in to scrimmage teams.
Basketball It was my senior year, and I was about to play my last game of high school basketball. My adrenaline was rising as I was listening to some rap songs. I was ready to play, but I was upset that this would be my last high school game. I was hyped up and ready for warm ups. We came out of the locker room, and I was the first in line for lay-ups.
I felt my lungs did their best to open and close, which told me that my asthma had acted up again. I had to deal with this condition every day. Asthma had held me back most of my life. I had serious of violent coughing episodes even when I am not doing anything. Hence, why I am usually picked last in basketball.
What vision do you have of yourself ten years from now? I see myself in the National Basketball Association (NBA) getting money and living the good life. I know it will be tough because life is not easy. I will have to work harder than others to get recognized. I will face a lot of tough obstacles, but I know my main three obstacles.
The journey to varsity tryouts started when I was in 8th grade. There was a camp, right after school, where the best basketball players in my class who were going to Canton, were invited to try and make the summer league team. When I got to the gym before I could even put my shoes on, the head coach of the varsity team came up to me and said, “Noah I want you to come to the center court and practice with the varsity players today”. I couldn’t believe it. I quickly laced my shoes and ran onto the JV court and started practicing my shooting.
Some are from the best of the best players; from the elite players to the gifted players. According to http://www.ncaa.org, 3.4% of the high school basketball athletes are selected and move on to play in college. Clearly, the athletes spend most of their time-playing and practicing to make it to an NCAA basketball team. They learn how to perfect their skills and talents. On the other hand, how many high school basketball athletes do you know that actually make it to an NCAA basketball team?
You have to work for them. Once the season started I knew what I had to do to get my chance to win a state title. I started the season off, being ranked first at my weight class which was 106 lbs. That was a huge confidence booster and that 's when I knew it was my chance to win a state title. I went through the first half of the season being undefeated and then the second match back from Christmas break I bumped up to wrestle the third ranked wrestler at 113 lbs.