Basketball is a game of chess. It is non stop running shouting and yelling, just like my championship tournament for my Hoover basketball team. I was tired before the tournament even started because I had already played a game earlier in the morning at 9:00 am at Chelsea Elementary School with my Berry team. After that game I went to play in a tournament for my Hoover team at 11:00am. Because I was late to the game, I missed the warm ups. My coach did not start me because I had just played in a game at 9:00 am. I sat on the bench watching our team lose so finally my coach put me back in. We started to come back and then we got a big lead. Then my coach sat me back down. I looked at him and asked, “Why did you take me out?” He said, “You
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A team in Concord, Calif., has had a win streak of 151 games. North Atlanta High School 's team can barely pull off three wins this season. The Spartans have had plenty of perfect seasons. North Atlanta closest time ever in the school’s history was to getting a perfect season was going 7-3 in 2010.The team from California doesn 't know the meaning of defeat. North Atlanta barely knows the feeling of winning.
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.
My experiences on the Silverado flag football team where good so I was happy that my brother decided to play, it was my brothers first game and I was carrying the ez up that we would bring to every game. We looked for somewhere to sit and my mom pointed towards you and your mom, I was a little hesitant at first but we ended up sitting with you guys.
The time I almost got cut from the basketball team.the first day of tryouts I didn’t come because I didn’t have my physical at the time.but when I got it I was there and lots of people were and only fifteen could qualify. On the first day all we had to do was shoot and show our form. But we did do something a little fun you had to get a partner and perform some moves on him. So the coach said “go” me and my partner which was Robert.
A couple weeks ago I attended the Homecoming Basketball game against William Jessup. Funny story is that I had told my roommate about the basketball game and she also wanted to attend the game, so the day of the homecoming basketball game we went to eat at A-I’s cafeteria, since it is closest to the student Rec center and after we finished eating dinner and of course serving ourselves some ice cream we began to walk to the student REC center. I noticed that it was fairly empty and once we arrived the student REC center was closed. We stood there looking at eachother and I automatically checked my phone to make sure that the game was that day. I soon came to find out that the game was not that day, but rather the next day.
When I was younger, my dad and I got season tickets to the Illini basketball season. We would go to every home game and away game if they were playing close. I would always look up to the Illini players and want to be just like them when I grew up. Every time I went to the game I would always go to the closest balcony to try and yell their names so they would look up at me.
It all started in May of last year. I played in a basketball game down at Simpson College with my travel team called the Northeast Iowa Thunder. Playing in the championship game against a team out of South Dakota, we knew we had to play our best. Before the first half of the game came to an end, coach told me to give it my all since we were down by a few points. The floor resulted to be slippery due to the hot and humid gym.
The time has come, baseball season is in full swing! Now that basketball has long since ended, it’s time for America’s greatest pastime to begin. Not to knock other sports, but come on. What’s more American than baseball, hot dogs, peanuts, and Crackerjacks? Captained by the Clark brothers Matt and Cam, the Panthers look to improve on their weak record of last Spring (two, maybe three wins?) and compete in a high powered Mayflower League.
“Unfortunately, Jack, there will not be many opportunities for you this year.” Seconds after being told I had made the varsity baseball team, I did not expect my coach to so bluntly tell me I would be spending more time watching the game than playing it. Our state ranked team had a pitching staff full of Division 1 commitments and future MLB draft picks, and I was being told I did not measure up. The bench became my best friend.
My Story Hearing my future coach blowing his whistle and yelling for us to bring it in for our first varsity practice, I could feel my heart begin to race. Going to a school and joining the varsity team as a freshman with 7 D1 athletes on it and one of the best coaches in the country, one could say I was a tad bit nervous. Looking around in the huddle of teammates and coaches, I knew I had picked the right high school because the group of people surrounding me was going to make me a better basketball player. Having both perspectives of my coach giving me critical feedback of my play and my teammates encouraging me to never give up and keep working hard, I learned that it would be challenging, but if I kept my heart to it, I could reach some
It was a beautiful Friday afternoon playing softball for only a short amount of time until I noticed a pain that was constant and was not going away. I continued to play not thinking it was something serious. Soon after my arm went numb and tingly, everyone was very concerned, especially my parents. I went to multiply doctors until we found out what was wrong, I had an inflamed and irritated rotator cuff and an inflamed tendon. I did not think I would ever play again and neither did my teammates, coaches, and family members.
Being a NCAA Division II athlete during my time at American International College was blessing in disguise for me. Many people do not look at Division II college athletes in the same light as Division I athletes. Interestingly enough, unlike Division III college athletes, DII are held to the same standards and rules as Division I. We have to maintain a certain GPA, we cannot work more than 10 hours a week, we are drug tested on a monthly basis, and we endure two-a-days on a daily basis. Going into college, athletics were always first priority to me; but after being a regular starter on my soccer team entering my junior year, my priorities were completely reversed. My first two years of college saw me as one of four players (out of a class of 22 players) to be on the varsity soccer team, meaning that I was exposed to long bus rides, missing classes for team events, and constantly being a lesson behind other students in my class.
Basketball is a sport like no other, from all aspects. When on offense, the players hustle, pass, and shoot for the most points. But on the other hand, when on defense, they have to pressure every shot, play in and play out. And the fans, they never stop. They support and root their team all the time.
A mere 29.5 inches in circumference, a basketball may not seem quite important. The Earth’s circumference is 1.5778 billion inches, so a basketball is but a speck of dust compared to the Earth. However, a basketball means so much more than its 29.5 inches: it is my hobby, my passion. Ever since I was a tiny boy, I have loved the game of basketball with every ounce of my heart, and it is the same case today. Some people dream of flying down to the Caribbean for a tropical getaway, paradise for those tourists.