Personal Narrative: My First Basketball Team

I bolted to the wing. Nabil had just caught the rebound. He took charge of the point. Trying to showcase his “great” dribbling, he got the basketball knocked out of his hands. The defender jumped for the ball. I snatched it away just an inch from his palms. Although, I saw Alex ready for my pass, Grant’s voice stopped me; he was wide open for a three. I bounced it his way just to Alex’s dismay. Instead of taking the shot, Grant gave it to Raj, who tried to pull off a lay-up in the congested frontcourt. Sadly, he missed. I saw Alex’s anger build up as his face reddened. Coach, seeing the trouble, called a timeout, somehow calming Alex down. By halftime of the first game of the league’s season, Alex was back to his angry state, acting aggressively on court and fouling out. Brian, a slightly shorter but still hulking player, took over as center. During the 10 minute halftime break, Alex was …show more content…
Marcus has been helping his mom at home to save his dad some trouble, but he’s coming to watch Coach Carter with us,” coach told us. I didn’t like feeling wrong about a teammate again but I was glad that Marcus was actually caring rather than selfish. We settled in at coach’s house to watch the movie to Coach Carter soon after the game. The internal turmoil of the players and the strict disposition of Coach Carter were entertaining and inspiring, characteristic of a great sports movie. I especially liked the scene when the whole team helped Timo finish his 2,500 pushups and 1,000 suicides sentenced to him by Coach Carter. That weekend break may have given all of us time to think about us as a team because that Monday was a huge blowout in favor of us. As the season dragged into 2013, we ended up winning some and losing some. Marcus seemed like a blessing on the days that he did come. He just seemed to always part the throng of opponents in the post as he dunked