After I change into my black and white hyperdunk basketball shoes, it’s time to warm up for the final game, championship. My team strides out in their stylish shoes, assorted shorts, mixed and matched socks and black tanks. We are of various heights, skin color, weight, hair styles and skills. All of us love the game, and despite losing a couple games, we hope to finally win this one. Unfortunately, during warm ups, a lot of shots aimed at the basket aren't going in. The other team in white tanks and matching shorts are having better luck. Some of their players are over six feet tall, while we were smirking at our own efforts. I feel my confidence wavering as I shoot air ball after air ball, then brick after brick.
Too soon we are back at the bench to hear our coach's usual pep talk. Clearing his throat while talkin, “Go out there, have fun, play smart, and be alert. Its our time to shine! Hands in. One, two, three, win!” Unfortunately, I’m not in the starting lineup, so I watched them head out for the opening tip …show more content…
She made me eggs and perfectly plumped pancakes smothered in rich and creamy syrup as a reward for winning the championship game. Just before basketball started, one of my goals was to make it to the championship game for a chance to win. Now that this goal is achieved, this affected my childhood by progressing my game in basketball, which improved my ball handling skills and shooting, with the exception of my shot percentage in the final game, which was ice cold. I told my mom, “I only had two points the whole game.” She said, “You’re still a winner in my eyes, no matter how good or bad you do.” Hearing that kindly toned voice that came out of her mouth, made me smile ear-to-ear. Knowing that my family would always be proud of what I do, and that the more I play basketball, the better I will get, basketball will always be my delighted
Too soon we are back at the bench to hear our coach's usual pep talk. Clearing his throat while talkin, “Go out there, have fun, play smart, and be alert. Its our time to shine! Hands in. One, two, three, win!” Unfortunately, I’m not in the starting lineup, so I watched them head out for the opening tip …show more content…
She made me eggs and perfectly plumped pancakes smothered in rich and creamy syrup as a reward for winning the championship game. Just before basketball started, one of my goals was to make it to the championship game for a chance to win. Now that this goal is achieved, this affected my childhood by progressing my game in basketball, which improved my ball handling skills and shooting, with the exception of my shot percentage in the final game, which was ice cold. I told my mom, “I only had two points the whole game.” She said, “You’re still a winner in my eyes, no matter how good or bad you do.” Hearing that kindly toned voice that came out of her mouth, made me smile ear-to-ear. Knowing that my family would always be proud of what I do, and that the more I play basketball, the better I will get, basketball will always be my delighted