I apologized to my coach and to my teammates for being a ball hog. I promised all of them that I would be a better team player for the second half of the game. After our talk, my coach and team got my adrenaline going again by starting basketball chants. We were on our way out of the locker room for the second half, and as the lights shined down on me, the crowd chanted my name. It was surreal!
Abbas Miski almost got over the line for the Bears, but on the next play winger Joe Burgess scored in the left corner to open the account for the Bears. Norths went on the attack again and looked like scoring until Omar Slaimankhel intercepted and ran 80 metres until Eli Levido ran him down in a tackle that would have made Scott Sattler proud. There were some physical collisions throughout the
so i was just gonna be aggressive with him the whole time. He finally got me in the open court and everyone cleared out it was just me and him in the backcourt. Swear dripping down my face i knew thus is where I can make or break the game. Right here right now. The crowd went silent.
and he and Skip have seen people play injured but some players would play if their not at a 100%. Shannon explained that during his playing time they would not of held a meeting to beg someone to play and that the players should be worried about the players who are able to play because its not the players job to convince Kawhi to play. Broussard interjected and asked Shannon if he disagree with the Spurs players asking Kawhi to come back and play and Shannon answered yes. Skip interjected that the players were not begging Kawhi to play but they were challenging him, Broussard interjected with the question to Skip were they challenging him? Skip explained that the team was wanting to hear from Kawhi what was wrong with him and get a straight answer from him if he is coming back this season, because some of Kawhi’s teammates were saying that they got fooled into
Tuesday and wednesday went by and thursday and friday were just scrimmage days. After school thursday we stretched and got warmed up then got straight to business we picked teams and started playing I didn 't think the teams were that fair but I didn 't really care I just had to play my game I started down with the freshman and sophomore like every other freshman but i wasn 't regular like them after a few games past the coaches seen that a had some talent and that I should be moved up with the jv and the varsity players so the coach plaste me in the other gym with the more advanced players and put me on a team as soon as i started playing with the older guys I noticed an immediate change in paste I started breathing harder my heart rate shot up and they were just way bigger than me but I had to make it work somehow I knew I wasn 't the best one out there but I hustled a lot and gave it my all and hoped that 's what coach was looking for.
I was putting in the work at practice, getting lots of reps in at point guard, and really getting to know the sets better. Then Gavin got hurt and a part of me wad down because he was getting on a roll and helping the team win but the competitive side of me was thinking that now is my chance to make my mark and to get some varsity minutes. We played Maquoketa and I didn’t get in the game. Little down about that and the fact that we lost to Maquoketa who we beat last time by more than 25 points, but it was there freshman who punched us in the stomach when he mad a last second shot to beat us by one. Gavin was back the next day at practice and my spirit was dead.
The booming sound of the buzzer finally called for the 12 athletes to line up on either side of the net. As soon as Casey stepped on the court, she felt a sickening feeling in her stomach and mind. What if they did not win, she thought. Casey rapidly let the idea leave her mind as she turned to her team and attempted to break the mood that hovered over the team like a thunderstorm with massive, treacherous clouds.
In that game I shot three baskets and got fouled bad. I got back to up and made all two free shots winning the game. When we won the summer league I felt so good. I still have the trophy today and whenever I see it I feel proud. Playing in the
I was with my friend from basketball so I wasn’t nervous to throw to him. After about 10 minutes of throwing we transitioned into fielding. We first took ground balls from shortstop. As I fielded the ball I got my hand right into place to zip it to first base.
I learned that the greatest accomplishment is not in never falling, but in rising again after you fail something. During a soccer game, the match was tied and I had a clear chance to 1v1 the goalie, I decided to do a “dancing” dribble and then shoot the ball but the goalie stopped my shot because he was as big as a bus. My coach and teammates yelled at me. Later on, I made another mistake by not pressing the ball and let the other team score, my team ended up losing.
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
The referee blows his whistle and I start to lead the ball down the court. I glance over and see a split down the middle of the court, exactly what we needed. I dribble the ball the middle of the paint, right as I see the defenders start to cut me off. I make a sharp cut, turn, and pass the ball right to my shooting guard. He takes the ball in his hand and swiftly goes up and makes the three.
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.
The clock ticked down fast up on the jumbotron as the pace of the game gets faster and quicker. Both teams screaming, shouting, cheering, and encouraging at each other, eager to advance to the next round. The game gets more physical, and players are banging the other team’s players to the boards. Coaches are yelling to give us more confidence. This is the first round of the Quebec Peewee Hockey Tournament.
What is the most important thing you have ever had to prepare for, and how did you prepare for it? The most important thing I have ever had to prepare for was my freshman year JV football game against the Seaford Vikings. Seaford was our biggest rival. We had been preparing all summer and fall coming up to this game.