Basketball Player: A Short Story

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Before I was even born it seemed it was in my destiny to be a basketball player. My mom won a high school state championship and was some kind of legend in town. When she first signed me up to play in our town rec league, all of the men who ran the league couldn’t believe she didn’t sign up to coach. One of the guys at the table then turned to me and told me he was there when my mom scored the winning basket at the Boston Garden to take the team to the state championship game. When we got home later that night I asked my mom about that game. She took our her picture in the newspaper of her scoring the winning basket as well as all her other basketball memorabilia and I was hooked. I knew then and there all I wanted to do in life was win …show more content…
Summer softball took the best girls in the town league and put them on two ‘equal’ teams to play against other teams in the area. In my opinion the teams were never equal and I was always on the better team. Like in basketball this team dominated the competition. We weren’t as successful as we were in basketball, but we still did win our fair share of games and championships. It’s pretty safe to say that before I got to high school I was very accustomed to being a part of the best teams as well as winning the majority of our …show more content…
I still had aspirations of playing at a higher level, but my confidence was completely shaken when I did not make varsity basketball as a freshman. There were four freshman who had been invited to play fall ball with the varsity team from the year before and I was the only one who did not make varsity. I was pulled aside by the coach who told me he just felt I needed a little bit more time to develop. I was furious and I wanted to prove him wrong. After the first scrimmage of the season about a week after I learned I was on JV, the coach called me to the front of the bus on the way home and told me that I would now be practicing with varsity on Sunday’s as well as Saturday’s with the JV team. For about half of the season I would play half of the JV game and play half of the varsity game as well as practice with both teams. Ironically I wasn’t officially just on the varsity squad until the day my grandmother died. It was ironic because my grandmother had died in the morning, but my mom wanted me to go to school since we had a game that day so she didn’t tell me until I got home from school. I was getting on the bus to play our biggest rival when my coach told me I wouldn’t be playing with the JV team that night or the rest of the season. It was the worst day of my life and here I am finally playing in

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