The sweat flowed down my face onto the gleaming wooden floor. My hands on my knees, I was breathing heavily after our second game was over. I was at Southwestern High school playing in a life-changing basketball tournament. My teammates Cooper, Carson, Blair, and Clay were extremely exhausted after the first two games of the day. We had won all our games so far, but now we have to play the number one team in Kentucky this was fifty five and one. They had allstars on their team the absolute best at every position. For example their center was an all american football player that played on a team that was sponsored by NIke. He was about six foot three and weighed about two hundred thirty. I, on the other hand, was about six foot one and weighed
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I shook hands with my opponents and went to the middle of the court. I bent my knees as the ref was telling us the directions and it started the ball was up and they grabbed it right out of the air. They started off on a 10-0 run, so we called a timeout. At that moment no one listened to the coach we all had the same feeling and knew what we had to do, after the huddle we huddled up as a team without our coach and I said, “Do you want our season to end like this? Do you just wanna lay down and get killed by this team or do you want to step it up and show them what we’re made of.” My teammates and I all wanted to win. We weren’t gonna give up on the game no matter what. We came back and scored five points, but it was seeming like all the calls were going for the other team, almost all our players had at least one foul. The game seemed to be very uneven and we ended up getting beat by about 8. We all had our heads down and were so disappointed. Then one of the opponents dads approached us after the game and said,” We haven’t had a game that close in a long long time, but good game fellas we play you first thing in the morning.” The bracket had worked its way out to being we play them in the first game. We all went from being sad and upset to infuriated and ready to play them
I shook hands with my opponents and went to the middle of the court. I bent my knees as the ref was telling us the directions and it started the ball was up and they grabbed it right out of the air. They started off on a 10-0 run, so we called a timeout. At that moment no one listened to the coach we all had the same feeling and knew what we had to do, after the huddle we huddled up as a team without our coach and I said, “Do you want our season to end like this? Do you just wanna lay down and get killed by this team or do you want to step it up and show them what we’re made of.” My teammates and I all wanted to win. We weren’t gonna give up on the game no matter what. We came back and scored five points, but it was seeming like all the calls were going for the other team, almost all our players had at least one foul. The game seemed to be very uneven and we ended up getting beat by about 8. We all had our heads down and were so disappointed. Then one of the opponents dads approached us after the game and said,” We haven’t had a game that close in a long long time, but good game fellas we play you first thing in the morning.” The bracket had worked its way out to being we play them in the first game. We all went from being sad and upset to infuriated and ready to play them