Thursday, September 9, 2010

When you were brave...

Lets see, I have done many brave things in my lifetime, but there is just one that sticks out to me. It was in a basketball game. I was the star of the team and would carry this team through games and when I would not have a good game, there would be another player to step up and carry us through the game. This game, we were playing San Pedro High School. As a team, we could not have started the game any worse than what we did. We were missing close to all of our shots. I was having a pretty good game in the first quarter. I had seven points at the end of the first quarter, but the score was nineteen to nine (Inglewood is losing). As the second quarter started, everything was still going San Pedro's way. Not one shot dropped for me in the second quarter. Only two people scored in the second quarter. That was leaving us way behind San Pedro. The score was thirty-one to thirteen. Everyone say that we would lose this game. Going into the locker room, I thought to myself that I cannot bring this team back when I am missing so many shots. Good shooters keep shooting, but thats not what was going through my mind. I was going to give up on myself. I did not want to play the game anymore because I saw we had no chance to win down by eighteen points at halftime, but i had to become brave and tell the team we can get back in this and win the game and so we went back onto the court with our heads held high. I'm still a little scared to shot, but i thought the only way for us to come back is for me to shot and make my shots. The third quarter started and we get a steal there first possession. Now everyone is playing good defense and they say, "defense wins games." This game, it could not just be out defense. Someone needed to step up on offense to get us back into the game. We were within eleven going into the fourth quarter. A great defensive quarter for us as a team which led to many fast break points. Yet, I still have the same seven points from the first quarter and did not take a shot the whole third quarter. Still having a little fear to shot, my coach tells me to shot the ball in order for us to win this game. The fourth quarter starts and i take the first shot and it hits the rim, comes right back to me and I lay the ball in. I believe that  I have overcame my fear of shooting this game. I come back down on our possession and stop and pop a three, nothing but net. I'm feeling good now. I did not miss another shot the rest of the game. I had six three pointers in a row. I ended the game with twenty-nine points, winning by two, making the last two clutch free throws. I felt that I was brave, not just for myself, but for my team and my coaches to win the game for us. Inglewood Wins!!!

1 comment:

  1. nice poem ... I'd suggest editing the dispaly , to make it easier to read

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