Have you ever felt a strong detestation for anybody? Somebody you felt was replacing you, in something that meant everything to you. For example, a sport. Have you ever made a false assumption about anybody but became friends with them in the end? My companion was at first my worst enemy. It all when I was forced to transfer schools my freshmen year. Bustling from a 2A school to a 4A school was a stiff transition. With that being said, I needed a getaway, a sport. Basketball. Basketball was my all-time favorite sport since the time I could walk. Approaching a new school, new people, and new coaches, you will always have that one individual that despises of you. Therefore you discover a strong venom into your veins. In practice, everyday,
“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.
Everything is Earned My eyes intensively scanned the computer screen, looking for my name on the roster. I checked, then doubled checked, then triple checked… it wasn’t there. A wave of sadness and frustration overtook me, and I began to cry. I was cut from the team.
The buzzer going off, the crowd cheering, for the first time in school history, Trinty Clinton Township are state chapions. That team made history, acheiving far more than what any spartan was thought possible, but this team accomplished far more than a state championship. There has been Trinity greats that have made a mark in the Trinity basketball program history. I knew, this being my last year at trinity, that I had had mighty big shoes to fill if I also wanted to make a perminet mark at trinity. "The differance between successful people and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather in a lack of will"- Vince Lambardi.
I am not playing basketball this year. Hunting and miscellaneous activities are what I do in my free time . Lunch and PE are my favorite classes of the day. PE is one of my favorites, because we get to prepare for a sport. I lift and work on baseball in PE.
Everyday people have the opportunity to determine and construct their own decisions and fulfill personal desires. People don 't control their fate, however their destiny lies within their own hands. Believing in fate means supernatural power beyond your control predetermines your life. Ambition and effort towards your goal will determine the outcome of your future. Through experience I 've conquered and obtained my long term goal of playing collegiate level basketball.
How Sports Have Affected Me When entering high school I knew that I wanted to be involved. Being involved meant that I would make unbreakable bonds with teammates and find out what I had to offer them, my team. My high school had so many activities to offer, so I decided it wouldn’t hurt to try a few. The sport that I will never forget is cheerleading.
When I first started playing basketball I was 13.That's when I realized that I could do something. That’s when I realized that I could really use my height. So I signed up for the 7th-grade basketball team,because I am 5 feet 10 inches tall and I believed that I could do something. But it's my first year on an official team and my first time on a real court.
I cannot recall a day in my life when I have not heard the sound of a bouncing ball; I grew up eating and breathing basketball. My heart fell in love with the winning, the competition, the adrenaline ever since I started rolling my dad’s tube sock and shooting an imaginary shot against the wall. “It was reminiscing when I was a fresh young boy; I was strolling around the Smith Park with a basketball in my hand and wearing a gold/purple Kobe Bryant’s jersey until I espied a compelling teenager playing basketball with tight handles, and great athleticism on the opposite side of the court. Whereupon, I pondered about my future and his inspiration for me that I will be a professional basketball player in the NBA and be like him.
I've learned that you should never give up, and always try your best. My story started this year. I had just tried out for a competitive basketball league and I was very anxious because I didn't know what to expect at tryouts and what to expect if I made the team. I was scared I was going to mess or do something incorrect. I'd been playing basketball since the 2nd grade, so I was an experienced player.
I still love the game of basketball, but not enough to pour ten to fifteen hours a week into it, like I do with lacrosse. I absolutely adore the opportunity I get to play a sport I love every day. Our team this year has a great chance of pushing for a state title, and I could not have more hope, nervousness, and excitement built up inside of me. Every time I think about the chance I get to enter the field with Brentwood across my chest, I feel ecstatic. I feel blessed with such an incredible opportunity that I never want to take for granted.
Having mad love for the game of basketball since, I was introduced as a tootler. I would consider anyone who has have played or had love for the game to continue to love it I know their love hadn’t gone away. Basketball is more than just a game since I was a young boy loved it with a passion. The passion and love for the game is still there and could never go away even if I don’t play it anymore.
Being involved with a team who becomes a family over the course of the year is amazing. Realizing that each night you get to go and play with your best friends in front of a crowd who has supported you your whole life is spectacular. High school basketball was where I spent all of my time and built relationships with people who, if it were not for basketball, I may never have
Air ball— again. My form was lost, coordination gone, and so was my patience. I’ve stopped playing basketball for 3 months mainly because of school work and things going on in my life. I was determined to get my skills back no matter how long it’ll take. I started a game of basketball with other people inside the gyms court.
On a hot, sunny day of June I went to the park and played in a 5 on 5 basketball tournament with a few friends I have been playing basketball with since the 3rd grade. We didn’t have many people with height our tallest guy was just about 6’2 but that didn’t stop us from setting a goal to win this tournament and show no weakness to the other teams. We had the talent, the heart, and the discipline to push ourselves and to try and win this tournament. We started warming up on half of the court while our first competitors in the orange jerseys warmed up on the other half, the official finally blew the whistle and told us to get our starting 5 ready and on the court.
One extremely important activity outside of the classroom that has helped me grow as an individual is Church League basketball at my local YMCA. From the outside looking in this league seems to be a form of glorified pick-up basketball with referees and a scoreboard but there is so much more to it. Almost half way through my junior year my father convinced me to try out for the varsity basketball team at school in November to which I hesitated at first but later gave in and tried out only to be cut. At first I was upset because I had never been cut from a team and I was unsure of how to handle it and what to do with my free time.