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! It felt so good to be known and loved by the fans. I did as I promised in the second half, and I passed the ball to my teammates. We won the game!
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
We scored;therefore, I screamed and cheered for our team. Then the buzzer sounded for the last quarter. Again it was time for me to kick it was my job and my teammates job to get the ball into the goal. I kicked repeatedly and never made it except once. One more goal and we would win but for the moment we were tied.
I got in the last few minutes of the game. We were winning by around twenty points so there was no way we were going to lose. When I got the ball for the first time, I was in the three point line, and I decided to shoot. When the balls left my hand, the defender from the other team knocked me on to the floor. When I stood up, everyone was screaming.
On the next game, my coach put his trust in me one more time by starting me in the line up. I gave my all and tried my hardest on the field. I ran everywhere like a gazelle, put in so much effort, and tried to help my teammates as much as I could. Even though i still made some mistakes on the game, my coach yelled at me, not because he hates me but he just wanted to motivated me to do better. I did great on that game, sadly I couldn’t get a goal for myself, but my teammates and coach kind words made me happy.
Just 2 minutes left the sun half way set, the crowd cheering and most of all the scouts not blinking paying attention to every detail, play and decision each one of us makes, I see the ball come off the rim and the other team grab the rebound and their other play already across the court just past half court I knew what I had to do. With no thought or anything I break out running across the court chasing their player knowing he was going for a fast break lay-up I knew I could catch there was no doubt about it but the question was would I block the ball or not I can feel the eyes staring at us curiously wonder what will happen. Just like I predicted I see his hand turn upside down getting ready to lay it up I take 2 more steps and leap as hard as I can towards the ball staring at the ball and nothing else all I cared about was saving my team from those 2 points and looking good on the court and on that stats sheets, that was a decision I would later pay for. I did what I had practice and done hundreds of times before at the park I swat my hand towards the ball as hard as I can, I hear when my hand hits it and it bounces off the backboard not thinking about my landing instead of preparing for the fall I prepare myself to start running back across court but that wouldn’t happen when I landed I felt a pop in my knee’s my
After that moment everything went downhill. The team continued to make errors upon errors and the game was suddenly tied. We hanged for over time. The refs told us to play the golden rule, and that is simply saying that whoever makes the first goal wins. Two minutes into the game and Cullman scores the winning goal.
As i got the ball i ran as fast as i could to make the first basket of the game. I drove in with my tough firm face on and scored the point. The points kept going back and forth, i could tell already that this was going to be a close game. The score was 16-18 we were down. There was only two minutes until halftime.
“Whooo!” The crowd goes wild with excitement. We jump for joy as we score another goal. The soccer ball slashes the net with a hard enough kick to go straight through. Lexi and I scream with excitement knowing we just tied the score two to two with only 3 minutes left in the game. I can see the hot, watery sweat dripping down Lexi’s face.
The coaches got the teams hype and everyone got set for kickoff I am there (corner and kick returner). The team kicked the ball off and oh no I dropped the open kick off and it costed us 10 yards, it was not a good start for but I shook it off and still believing my goal. The offense went onto the field and the next thing you know it was already fourth and
After that we wrestled on our feet for about a minute and then I took him down to take the lead again, 4-3. The period ended and it was now the third period. I took the down position and escaped right when the ref blew the whistle to add on to the score 5-3. After that Birt took me down with 1:30 left in the third period so it was now tied. When I was on bottom I kept thinking, I need to get out, if I get out I win this match.
One thing I am thankful for had to be my concussion, sounds strange right? Well we all have our stories but mine started during my freshman year basketball game. Going into the game, I thought we were walking out with an easy win because we played this team before and won. First lesson, don’t ever be cocky in a sport because it will bite you back. Of course, my team decided we were not going to take the game too serious since we won before and karma caught up with us really fast.