I was trying so hard not to mess up but I ended up messing up a couple times but I said hey no one 's perfect. The first day of tryouts was almost over the coaches got all of us together and put us in to scrimmage teams. At first I was really nervous I didn 't want to mess up but we started to play and a started to do what I did best which is play my game after we played a was pretty convenient in my performance but we still had the whole
In 8th grade, I was able to do the Spartan Games and you were allowed to pick the events you wanted to compete in. I picked basketball, the balloon toss, and the soccer kick. The first event that I competed in, on the day of the Spartan Games, was the basketball tournament. I was one of the only girls on my team. For each team, there were more than 3 people so at least one person would be a sub.
I started to practice at my house—it was the only hoop available for me at the time. Everyday, I would go outside and just shoot as many shots as I can so, I could make my form better. A few weeks of practicing, I started to see progress in my form—I made more shots than usual. Since I thought I was getting better, I decided to ask my parents if they could put me in a basketball team. My parents agreed without any hesitation.
We were playing well, winning most of our games, and creating better chemistry. Then it happened again. I don't remember the blow that lead to it, but from what my teammates tell me I was hit in the head many times that game. Coach finally pulled me out when I was woozy after I had been hit the last time. Two years in a row I received a concussion in summer off-season training.
He said this to comfort me. “I guess I’ll give it a shot.” I muttered and walked away, my mind unchanged about the issue. To add to the situation, everyone else on the new team knew each other very well because they had been playing together for over 5 years. Only two other kids were trying out, but they were in the same grade as the team members.
Even though it was a little tough, it was completely worth it. On the third day of tryouts, the decision had been made and one by one, we went in to the gymnasium to find out our fate. Luckily, my hard work had paid off and…. I made freshman team!
Being a student at Penn State University where Men 's College Basketball is on the rise has opened up my mind on the sport as a whole, both college and professional. Attending nearly all the games has provided a solid foundation for my knowledge on the sport and has allowed me to take part in several heated debates surrounding NBA basketball. The players Penn State fans watch every week: Tony Carr, Shep Garner, Josh Reaves, and Mike Watkins, are all exceptional and talented in their own regard. However, there is a wide gap between that of above average NCAA players and the greatest of all time NBA players which is a long list. The one person that tops that list to me is Michael Jordan, a shooting guard in the NBA who played 15 seasons and left a significant mark on the league.
I can remember the game so clearly, it was during the second quarter of the J.V. basketball game and I had just gotten the rebound and passed it out to Kelsie. Next thing I know a player from the opposing team came up right beside me and hit me in the side, I feel a big pop and hear a loud crack. I’m in excruciating pain, but I push through it and keep on playing because it 's my last quarter for the J.V. game and it 's almost halftime. I can make it until after the game tonight right, it won’t be that bad? , I remember thinking to myself as I can barely breathe because something 's wrong with my back, but I know this pain, my ribs are out of place
Until my senior year which is when I began to notice the difference when I drive to the basket, I realized that little over a month or two ago when I was at open gym. My friends and I were running a game against some people there who wanted to run (play a game), we got our five and they got theirs. This one tall white boy that was approximately 6’4 started to post my up and he would do this little basic spin that I would block most of the time and I noticed him getting a little mad so I started to trash talk a bit to him and the little flame within my to start to spark a bit, my aggression started to present itself to my and I loved the feeling.
I saw the size of the mountain before climbing. However, the idea of becoming part of the best players of my high school could not get out of my head. I remember looking through the window for the first time to the big picture of the basketball team held on the wall. I got motivated to pursue that dream beyond any limitation. However, I did not realize that committing to
When I was in elementary school I want to get in to our basketball team because during that time I really like to play basketball. I was playing with friend during break time and sometimes after school. Compare to others I am really new to basketball and many other students were played more than me. My skill wasn’t that good and I barely know all the rules of basketball, but I like so much I want to get in the team.
In high school I was one of many who played womens basketball. I was a part of this team my four years in high school and loved every minute of it. This team was my community as it was who I identified with. Our community was non territorial due to the fact that we did not live in the gym. We did not all occupy a block on a street.
I believe essay I believed that my basketball team would make it to the championship. We undefeated for two seasons in a row. The players wouldent of been able to win if it wasnt for our coaches. The stallions have been dominating all season.
I had just got out of school one cold March day. I had been waiting my entire freshman year for volleyball tryouts to come into season. The basketball team was still having practice in the McGowan gym because they still had some season left in store for them. That afternoon when the bell rung at 2:45 p.m. I knew that I had to bring my all into what was happening next.