Coming Of Age Final

As I’m am getting out of my dad’s car, walking to the gym ready to play my game. I was hyped to play against this team and thinking that I was going to do good like the past games that I played. I was thinking right when I saw the team I was challenging that my team and I was going to beat them so bad and I was going to have a better game than the ones I had in the past. When I went inside the gym I see my teammates and I told it is going to be a easy win.

Right when I step on the court, shaking the others team and hand fisting the refs I was ready to play and blow the other team out. On the tip off my teammate tip it to me and I dribbled the ball and right when I was by the defender I lost the ball and I thought it was going to be okay because it was just one. But then the next trip down the court when I went to pass to my teammate and the person who defended my teammate stole the ball and scored. I was feeling a little frustrated because it was 2 turnovers right when the game just started but then I was bringing the ball down I drove aggressive to the basket and shot the ball and it went off the backboard really hard but then I keep on missing and whenever I drove in the other team would foul me. I was complaining to the ref that he fouled me and the ref didn’t care about it so i got more frustrated about it because the ref wouldn’t call any fouls for me, I was turning over the ball a lot, and my shots weren’t going in. Then when Second half came I did the same things as the first half.

Getting more frustrated as the game was going until the scoreboard hit double zero and saw the score, we lost by 15 points. Walking to the bench, crying as I pick up my stuff and walk out the gym. Driving home my dad is talking to me about the game and asking me why are you crying?. As I responded crying “ I did so terrible”

And then he said don’t worry about that game because you have good games and you have bad games but when you have bad games you know that you need to improve to always have good games. I took what he said to heart and then the next day after I woke up, I went straight outside to grab a basketball and a tennis ball and started to dribble the basketball and throw up the tennis ball and did this for 30 minutes. After that I woke up my dad and told him to bring me to the gym. When we went to the gym we did drills that improve my shooting, dribbling, and getting contact when driving to the basketball. The next game I had I did good with 14 points and less than 3 turnovers.

As I grew older I was coming of age because I was determined about basketball because when I had a bad game I took it to heart to get better so I never have a bad game. But even though I have a bad or a good game I am always determined to get better at basketball so I can get to the next level. I am more determined about basketball because I want to atleast get into a D1 or D2 college with a scholarship for basketball and after that maybe go NBA or overseas to play. I will always have determination so I can get better and basketball and the others things I do in life.   

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When the game hit 0:00 in the 4th quarter and seeing the other team winning the championship instead of my team winning. I was furious when it happen because my team and I was up the whole game until the 4th quarter when the other team caught up and started to get the lead. In the 4th quarter I was so frustrated with my teammates because they started to give the game away by turning over the ball and will not give me the ball. Looking at my teammates looking all sad because we lost the championship game but it was all they fault.

Cruising down the street with my friend, an old lady struggling with grocery so my friend and I help her bring it to her room and she was being thankful for helping. Bringing the grocery to his room she grab a gun out of her bag and pointed the gun and me and my friend with her ugly smile with her eye closed like she sleeping. Then she starts laughing and tells my friend and I that she is just playing around and so gave my friend and I $100 each.

Pulling up to the drive way with my dad, my sisters and my mom crying their eyes out seeing their dad coming home from his long mission with the army. Running towards him with enormous smiles while he was running to them too. Hugging for a long time being so overjoyed that our dad can stay with us forever.

Coming Of Age Draft

As I’m am getting out of my dad’s car, walking to the gym ready to play my game. I was hyped to play against this team and thinking that I was going to do good like the past games that I played. I was thinking right when I saw the team I was challenging that my team and I was going to beat them so bad and I was going to have a better game than the ones I had in the past. When I went inside the gym I see my teammates and I told it is going to be a easy win.

Right when I step on the court, shaking the others team and hand fisting the refs I was ready to play and blow the other team out. On the tip off my teammate tip it to me and I dribbled the ball and right when I was by the defender I lost the ball and I thought it was going to be okay because it was just one. But then the next trip down the court when I went to pass to my teammate and the person who defended my teammate stole the ball and scored. I was feeling a little frustrated because it was 2 turnovers right when the game just started but then I was bringing the ball down I drove aggressive to the basket and shot the ball and it went off the backboard really hard but then I keep on missing and whenever I drove in the other team would foul me. I was complaining to the ref that he fouled me and the ref didn’t care about it so i got more frustrated about it because the ref wouldn’t call any fouls for me, I was turning over the ball a lot, and my shots weren’t going in.

When second half started I thought I was going to be better but that didn’t happen it was the same as the first half turning over the ball and shots not going in. When the game was over I was crying and all mad because I did bad and we lost. Going home I was still crying about how I did and my dad talking to me and saying good that you are crying because that means you have a passion for basketball.  After what he said when we got home I was thinking about the game and I could not sleep that night. The next day I went straight to the park and started to practice my dribbling and shooting and even though the days I never go to the park I still practice my dribbling and shooting even though I didn't have a basketball hoop. I knew I was determined about basketball because the next day I had that bad game I wanted to get better and what I could improve on. The next game we had I don't even look at the other team or talk to any of my teammates, I was just focused on what I had to do this game for my team and I to win. With that game I scored with 14 points with less that 4 turnovers and a win for my team and I.

That game that I did bad in is the most important game I had because it showed me that I was determined to get better even though I had a bad or a good game I would still need to go to practice so I could improve my dribbling and shooting so I could be a good dribbler like the pros and a good shooter like a pro. Now every game I have I scored at least 10 points or more but I still not satisfied with that because if I want to go to the next level for basketball I have to score over 20 points.