Essay on Basketball Coach And My Mom

1553 Words Oct 13th, 2016 7 Pages
Growing up my dad was a basketball coach and my mom was recognized as a four year varsity athlete for basketball in one of the top high schools in Michigan. So playing basketball had seemed to be inevitable for me, and while I was technically good at the sport and could compete with almost anyone my age, I never really established a love for the game. So on my tenth birthday at Dave & Busters I wandered over to this fairly large machine in the back corner of the arcade. When I pulled open the curtain it was just open space and you had to go to the front of the machine and select a sport. Since so many of my friends played soccer I selected that and for the game the only objective was to kick a virtual ball past the digital goalkeeper. While I wasn’t very good, I realized how much I loved playing that game. So, I ran up to my parents and begged them to let me play soccer. Although reluctant at first, they eventually decided to let me play because they started to notice my diminishing engagement in basketball. The next week my parents signed me up for a recreational team in Fayetteville called FFC Dynamo. I remember going to Sports Authority with my mother and buying the absolute cheapest soccer apparel in the world. After picking every item up and proceeding to checkout my mom uttered, “This better be the sport for you because I’m not buying anything else for any other sport.”. Those words at first made me a little nervous. But, when I got to the field and inhaled the sweet…

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