It was game day today. My teammates and I had a game against our rivalry high school Alta and we were pumped because we have beaten them every year since 2014. This year felt like we would keep that streak up and in motion. They had 6 really tall players while we only had 2. It made us all nervous for a while until we seemed to get over it. There was not a season where we lost against them and today certainly would not be that day. Class finished and the clock read 3, our game started at 5:30. The air felt with tense emotion and quietness filled the room. We all gathered up, had a briefing moment, and then headed out to the court. It showed 30 minutes on the shot clock and that was how much time we had on to warm up before game time. We …show more content…
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. It was 3 minutes left in the game and we were now down by five points. Our opponents had the ball and they missed their shot. So now it is ours and we are running down the court. I key of the court and the ball is being thrown towards me, I react quickly and grab the ball and score two points. Now we are down by 3. There is 1 minute left to play and we have the ball in hand. I quickly move out of my zone and the coach is really confused because I don’t shoot from the 3 point line. That was just an underestimate of where I was able to shoot out. My teammate hands me the ball and I have 30 seconds left to shoot. I stall for about 10 seconds then I stop and shoot. As the ball is released from my hand I hear nothing but silence. We are all staring at the ball nervous of how this will turn out. The ball hits the backboard and goes straight in
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December 3 2015 was the Newton Railers seventh grade basketball team second away game. I was waiting all day for the basketball game it seemed like the day was endless. Finally 2:50 came up on the clock to let me know it was time to leave class and get ready to get on the bus. I got all my gear and got on the bus. I put my headphones on a got pumped for our game.
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
When the whistle blows, they come out like a dog that needs to go to the bathroom when it hasn’t for the last 2 days, very fast and hard. In the first 3 minutes our goalie as blocked 3 shots and they hit the crossbar once. At halftime I don’t know how, but we were still tied 0-0. I don’t even think that we shot the ball once the entire half. It was all
We went back and forth scoring on each other, every mistake costing the other team a touchdown. It came down to the final two minutes in the game we were tied with them. Our coach had said that we need a stop, somebody needs to make a play. Little did I know at the time it would be me to make it.
The June 27th, 2015 championship game for our local West Hanover baseball team, it was a beautiful day Central PA perfect for the great game of baseball. Looking back it was a day I will never forget, possibly one of the most important days of my life. We were playing our rival team the undefeated Hershey teams, us only having one lose in our regular season to the one and only Hershey team. This team was loaded with athletes their cocky attitudes. They were like the Yankees and we were the Phillies, we were the underdogs
I leaped as high as I could and unfortunately missed the tip the game was already heading south but the game had just started so we had no worries. The first quarter had several lead changes we both had bad shooting quarters shooting below the 30% but that wasn’t what mattered we were all worried about looking good as a team and winning the game not individual stats. About ¾ of the way through the first quarter our coach called a timeout and called us to the sideline and said “Guys you are a great group of kids and have made my coaching experience beyond expectable and you are a bright group of kids so after this season I’ll be retiring and making sure I go out with bang so win this game for me!” and that’s when the game took a drastic change, we began to play with our heart not just our
Thirty seconds on the clock. They shoot the ball, and they miss. The ball is in the air. Who is going to go get it? Every time it is a close game, or we are playing against a bigger team, Coach has a simple message to us: just go get the ball.
Then we just scored and scored so at the end of the game it was 54-12 they never scored again we shook hands, and all i could hear was the crowd cheering for us. After that we got on the bus to head to chandler to get out things and head home. It was a short and loud bus drive to chandler. It was a happy day we all went home with smiles on our faces and we beat west everyone was happy I went home ate took a shower and went to
I notice one of my teammates Sebastian scoring and the whole team starts celebrating. As five more minutes pass and finally remember hearing the final whistle and I see everyone celebrating as we have won the championship. As we were done celebrating and packing our stuff we went in a room where I could see the big
As soon as I got the ball, I started to race down the court pounding the ball as I was dribbling. I squared up facing the hoop getting ready to take my shot. I raised my arm up, releasing the ball with my fingertip with poor form and arc. The ball went flying towards the hoop very fast. The sound of the net went swoosh
As I bigheadly strutted down to my court, I felt so confident in myself. I was playing the third seed because all the seniors were on some field trip. Everything was perfect going into the match, I was even okay with losing this one. I started off not doing too hot, just barely losing. It was my opponent’s turn to serve, and the first ball she served was clearly out, well clear enough from my side.