The second half started and it was close all the way to the end. We were down by 2 with 20 seconds to go and Mattson got fouled. He went to the line and made 1 of 2 free throws. Marquette had the ball and they missed their shot. We got the ball and we drove down the floor I got the ball and threw it to Jacob who threw it to Jake and he shot a three point and it was a little bit deep.
It was like we were living in one of our best dreams. The parents were like 50,000 fans at the NBA game 7 of the finals in Cleveland vs. Golden State. The other team was upset they lost are we congratulated them and shook hands and told them good jobs which really it was a really intense game the whole way though. We had won the game and made an amazing comeback probably the best comeback in 7th grade is basketball history if you ask me. The ride home from the game that night was special I ask myself if I thought I could pursue my dream of basketball is yes I thought so.
I always been into sport since I was a little kid. Sport motivate me to stay out of trouble and getting back lock up. Sports have had a huge impact on my life. One time I didn’t play any sports for three months because my legs was broke. I went to school to play basketball with my friends and I couldn’t make a shot.
Four years ago I never thought that basketball would come to an end. During my freshman year I thought that high school was endless, and senior year seemed like a distant future. Last Wednesday brought me back into reality, and showed me that the end is near. It was the District Semi-Final game, and of course we had to play McBain for the third time this season. That day we had an overall good feeling about the game, but there was also this nagging sensation that volleyball may repeat itself.
Just one super day or hour or even just one great play that is seen by just one coach or even a friend of a coach could lead to a full-ride college scholarship. If you can jump out of the gym, believe me, the coaching world will hear about you. Campers should arrive at camp in tip-top shape. The coaches will give little attention or time to a player who is out of shape. At least know and use basic basketball skills.
Basketball 4th period 3 seconds on the clock, the games tied 24:24. I come dribbling down halfcourt trying to shoot and I get fouled by the other oponent. The buzzer is on and l only have two shots for the foul. I struggle as I try to shoot missing the first shot, the second shot comes as I breathe heavily and I release the ball and hits the backboard. The crowd gets quiet as I shot.
Our fullback was back after suffering a knee injury in our first game, and our wide receiver was back after being sick for the past week. I was so ready to play I just knew we were going to roll right over our rivals. I’d never been so wrong in my entire life. The game started off decent enough. We won the coin toss and chose to receive the ball first.
I was exceedingly diffident and taciturn before I began playing basketball. No matter what kind of questions people asked me back then, I would always respond with, “I don’t know,” because I was too timid to speak up. Moreover, basketball taught me that if I try my best, my efforts will pay off. I learned that this lesson does not only apply to basketball, but also to all areas of my life. If I could go back to the past, I would definitely make the same commitments to
“In their first year at the Richfield Coliseum, the Cavaliers would contend for a playoff spot for the first time in franchise history. However injuries to key players like Austin Carr, Jim Clemons, and Jim Chenes would take their toll as the Cavs fell one game short” (Fleming). After playing for awhile outside of Cleveland, the struggling Cavaliers moved to downtown Cleveland to play. During their first year at the Gund Arena, the injury bug followed them from Richfield to Cleveland (Fleming). Ahead in time, the Cavaliers still had not won a championship nor gotten close.
My heart was beating a thousand times a minute I was thrilled. I was starting to gain confidence in myself and in my game. About 3 months later our winter practicing began on the way there my dad told me, “No matter what happens out there, just remember it's about having fun.” As I came into practice I was greeted by the familiar faces that were at the tryout. The first thing we did was throwing with a partner. I was with my friend from basketball so I wasn’t nervous to throw to him.