Personal Narrative On A Basketball Game

As the basketball season was coming to an end, our finally game was coming up. With the lead of a 14-5 we were on the edge of making it into the off season. The team Liberty, which was 16-3 was our opponent. We have played them before and came back with an lost, but this time will be a whole new story. Walking onto the court at each of the games raised my confidence more and more letting me know that I can defeat the other team with the help of my teammates.
The drive to the final game was fairly short, when we arrived little droplets of water started coming down. As the entire team started to head into the gymnasium, we could slowly feel the anxiety getting to us. The sounds of sneakers squeaking against the shiny wooden floor filled the room and the stands were crowed with aggravated parents cheering their team off. As I walked around, I could smell and hear the crackling of the popcorn from the concession stand and cold breeze from the outside. With half an hour on the clock before tip off, my coach was mentally preparing us for what we were going to face against such a good team.
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Next play, I felt on fire like as if no one was there and I was just practicing. I swished in a three pointer and the level of excitement went out of control! The stands were cheering and standing up to clap after hit a far shot, at that moment that was the reason why I knew I loved basketball, it brought joy to my face and others around me. As fourth quarter came closer, Liberty started making a bunch of three pointers to the point where we were tied neck to neck. The score at the end of the third quarter was 50-48. In a basketball game no one wants to play the game where they stall and run down the clock so I ran up and blocked her shot and ripped the ball out of her hands. I started pacing down the court as fast as I could to make a layup and thankfully, it went in like the