When I was a child, I did not necessarily have a favorite toy as if to say, but there one thing in particular that I always used to liked playing with. That one thing was Basketball, A child’s favorite toy is usually something a child would bring around with them all the time and would cherish. That's exactly what I would do with my basketball. That leathery-bumpy skin of the ball in hands while I would dribble diligently down the street, was one of the greatest feelings I had as a child. The squeaking of shoes on the court and the swish of the ball in the hoop was probably the second best thing about basketball. But the most fantastic and memorable thing about Basketball was when my teammates and I got together and played the game. The …show more content…
The rubbery new smell of the ball and the unexplainable texture that I’d never felt before was surprising. The first time I ever tried to play basketball it was truly horrifying. I could barely even dribble and I was so frustrated I almost gave up. But then I kept trying and practicing until I got the hang of it. Then I could at last dribble constantly and smoothly in place or even while running. This accomplishment was my first step up into my intense pursuit to become a first-rate basketball player (or so I thought). Then I tried to shoot the into the hoop, but like dribbling I had failed, I couldn't even hit the basketball hoop. Though I continuously kept on trying to get better. It’s like they say practice makes perfect. At last, I was shooting hoops like nothing in the world could stop me (In my childish head). By then I was telling my best friend, Anthony, that I was the greatest player in the universe. So time went flying by and I kept practicing and playing Basketball, but at one point you kind of get tired of the same thing. So I stopped playing basketball and played other sports. Though in end basketball will always be in me and no matter the situation basketball will always have a place in my
I Felt the sticky grip of the ball in my hand thinking of it as if I was holding the entire game. I ignored the fans screaming my name and cheering me on. My feet pounded the floor one by one as the ball bounced up and down on the court, with only five seconds I found my lane and took it. Their was the clock taunting me, four,
￼“The Ex Basketball Player” In this poem “The Ex Basketball Player” by John Updike, the use of metaphors, similes, diction, and clear tone all contribute to the theme of one must move on not trying to relive the glory days. Facts about the poem are a- Where he came from, b- His days as a high school player, and c- his days now and what he does.
Every time I shot the basketball, my attempt was far from accurate. As I watched my teammates accomplish basic skills that I could not complete, I began to believe I had little value to the team. My confidence in my abilities to master sporting skills decreased significantly. Due to my beliefs in not being good enough, I gave into quitting. In a matter of four years, I managed to participate in and quit five different sports.
withbasketball;basketball was my identity and connection to others. But during my sophomore year in high school, everything didn’tseem togo the way I wantedto be. And it was because of the injury I had, my life completely change since. This long story begins with a goal that I made for myselfduring my freshman year in high school; I wanted to play high school basketball for four years straight, and this goal seems pretty neat for me.
“We often take for granted, the very thing that most deserves our gratitude.” To all the sports players out there, imagine getting up going to practice and your legs and arms feel, well loose and uncontrolled. But you shake it off because maybe you're just “growing,” like everyone tells you, you are. It starts out with being a little wobbly when walking around or playing with your friends, but turns into a situation where you can't even control your hands enough to feed yourselves. To most of you this probably seems unrealistic, but to Sahara “Hoops” Aldridge this was her life.
I took my passion for the game and really honed in on my skills. I continued to bust my butt in practice, trying to make my teammates and myself better. Before I know it, the first game passes and I break the school record for most rebounds in a single game with seventeen. Even though I could not accomplish anything without my team, it felt amazing to excel in a sport that I love.
I got better with practice lots and lots of practice. Blood sweat and tears were put into the game for me to get over. Every better Literally. It all paid off in the end because I got much better. But at the time I did would not see any need for it.
“Are you really serious about basketball?” said my Dad “Yes Dad, I’m sure” I said “Then let’s call the coach” said Dad Then we called the coach and started going to practice. I made some friends and I had people on my team that I 've played against so it was kind of awkward at first but then we all became friends and a great team. The team consisted of me, Ali, Cole, Javion, Marquise,
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.
So I could like do some cool MJ dunks. I got outside and my brother wanted to play with me so I let him, but first we were gonna have to pick the basketball hoop up, because last night there was a bad storm and the wind blew my basketball hoop over and I was kind of mad at first but then I didn’t care because I wanted to play basketball.
It was then my body felt a relief. The score was now 55-35 and 8 more minutes to play. The quarter started and there I was in the game feeling ready to dominate. I rebounded like no other this quarter and my coach and was happily yelling from the sideline. I felt proud of myself and kept doing what I do best, play basketball.
The sport of basketball is known as a fun past time for any person young or old. Basketball is a great way of exercise and a great way to have fun with friends and possibly make some new ones. I love to watch and play the game, basketball is a very entertaining sport and can be played by anyone. Basketball has many negative and positive things about it based on my opinion. Basketball is known as a good pastime in many people’s eyes but can also be seen as a passion for many others.
Basketball is one of the most popular sports in the world and one of the most widely viewed. The sport of basketball is known as a fun past time for any person young or old. I love to watch and play the game, basketball is a very entertaining sport and can be played by anyone. Basketball has many negative and positive things about it based on my opinion. Basketball is a great way of exercise and a great way to have fun with friends.