My very first organized basketball game, three years ago, I was a scared, nervous, and excited mess. Wait, let's backtrack to weeks before the game. The level of anticipation among my team for the first game was sky-high. Our team, Purdue, hadn't known each other at all before we were grouped together. Over a span of a few brief weeks, we became quite close. Game day! I was one of the last of my teammates to arrive to the game. Coach Tom, coincidentally also my brother's name, supplied the team with brand new jerseys. As tip-off came closer and closer, the nervous feeling in my stomach grew incredibly. Imagining the booming roar of the crowd made me even more anxious. Tons of people were packed tight like a can of sardines(eww!) into the
