Basketball is not just a game for me. It’s the
first thing I think of when I wake up in the morning, it’s my stress reliever, and
it’s my first love. Most people think I’m crazy spending all of my free time,
focusing all of my attention on a sport. Basketball is my passion. It’s my
outlet from reality and all of the chaos of the world. There’s nothing like
being in an empty gym, just you and the ball.
There are so
many things I love about this game. What I love most is the sound of the
roaring crowd, the sound of the ball swishing through the net, and the sound of
my coach yelling out plays. It’s indescribable: the feeling of adrenalin
rushing through my body as I “toe up” to the free-throw line. Being in a tight ball game, sweat pouring down
my face, and seeing the excitement and energy in my teammate’s eyes, there’s nothing
like it.
I have made
lifelong friends through this game. Your teammates become your family. Not only
do we share the same passion, we share secrets, we share problems, we share our
hurts, we share our successes. Going to summer camps, practicing everyday
together, and relying on each other in games makes us a family. We have seen
each other at our best and at our worst. From early morning work-outs and
running off of no sleep to the celebration of making it to the state tournament,
we’ve become united. We are family.
I have learned
an innumerable amount of life lessons from this game. I’ve learned responsibility,
accountability, and the importance of persevering. Learning to keep my head
held high after a tough loss isn’t just about basketball; it’s about holding my
head high in life no matter the circumstances. To be a team player is a major
lesson I have learned because throughout life, I will have to rely on others
and others will have to rely on me. Success comes from a team, not an
individual.
Basketball
is not just a sport. It’s physical and emotional. It’s family. It’s life
lessons. It’s my first love.
- Haven
- Haven
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