Descriptive Essay About Basketball

Ever wonder what it takes to be a college athlete? Sure, the games and events are fun to watch but what exactly goes into preparing for these events and games? I will tell you exactly what it takes and what a college basketball player goes through because all the audience sees are the flashy views of the sport. However, we will now take a look at the sport from the other side of the ball.

Most of us have a place where we can go and be free and be ourselves with no implications. It is a place where we can just forget about the problems of life, the problems of the world, and just feel true tranquility, pure freedom. I have a place like this, it is the basketball court. Just the sight of the basketball court evokes countless emotions and feelings for me. There is not another place in the world where I feel as free and excited as I do on the basketball court. When I step onto the court it is impossible for me to conjure a negative feeling within myself, I enter an endless state of euphoria and self-confidence.

Growing up, the only thing I looked forward to was playing sports throughout high school. I played basketball, volleyball, and softball in the rec league. It was my favorite thing to do, I loved being active. I was on a traveling basketball team in 5th-6th grade which was a transition from leaving rec sports to traveling with my friends. This is when competing against competitive teams from different towns started.

Only winning one game throughout the entire season, it looked bleak going into the game playing the number one seeded team, who had only lost one game. My coach made us warm up, gave us pep talk, and we headed to halfcourt to pray. Then my team and I headed into the belly of the beast.

Basketball, B-A-S-K-E-T-B-A-L-L, 10 letters. Kobe, Michael, Curry. It might not mean anything to you but it means everything to me. How are legends born? Success, Failure. Pain. They don’t do it for the money for the glory, or the fam, they do because they love it but why do I do it. Because, I love it. And this is my story.

I laced up my shoes as tight as a business man's wallet. I stepped on the court the hardwood feeling like clouds under my feet. I was getting ready to make the jump not a doubt in my mind that I couldn't do it. And then I took off like a bullet coming out of a gun.

I'm a varsity basketball player at Bremen Highschool located in the suburbs of Chicago. I have been playing basketball my entire life and take the game very serious. I grew a love for this sport from watching my uncle play when he was in highschool, attending every game. I didn't start playing at an organized level until the age of 8 and I've stuck with it since. Playing basketball is my favorite thing to do; it keeps me in shape and is a stress reliever as well. When I'm in the gym I get very creative when it comes to working on my craft, thinking of different ways to improve my game.

Score! “Lee County takes another point in the volleyball tournament” says the announcer. The team starts to fall apart as we lose our game towards Lee County High School home of the Lady Trojans. The score is 24-14 as we fall behind. While i’m sitting on the bench waiting to sub in with my other teammate I began to feel nervous. What if I mess up the game for everyone. “7 for 40 you may go.” says the Ref. I start to play with my hands which is a sign of me getting nervous about something. All the players in Lee County are very serious and aggressive, which is a good thing just not to the extent they are. The whistle begins to blow for the girl on the other team to serve the ball. Right when she hits the ball I noticed the ball was heading straight towards me “Mine mine mine!” I said. My arms extended out into the playing position and I passed the ball to Nicky which is our setter. The setter on the team has a hard position because they constantly hear us call for the setter to set us a ball to hit and they have to be able to get to the ball to receive a second hit. Unfortunately Lee County got the winning point to this game but the next time we play them we will have the winning point.

The sport of basketball is known as a fun past time for any person young or old. Basketball is a great way of exercise and a great way to have fun with friends and possibly make some new ones. I love to watch and play the game, basketball is a very entertaining sport and can be played by anyone. Basketball has many negative and positive things about it based on my opinion. Basketball is known as a good pastime in many people’s eyes but can also be seen as a passion for many others.

iThe school day was over and the kids were rushing through the doors and overflowing the hallways. “Today is the day to try out for the middle school basketball team!” I thought.

As my alarm clock startled me from sweet dreams, I grinned realizing game day had come upon us. I leapt out of bed in excitement as I skipped to the bathroom. I filled the bathroom with “Today’s Hits” on Pandora, sprang in the shower, and danced while scrubbing my hair. After showering, I brushed my teeth, gave the mirror a cheesy smile, and headed to my room. I slipped into my Crestwood Girls Basketball long sleeve and a pair of jeans. I combed through my hair and decided to let it air dry. I gulped down my breakfast in three bites, grabbed my book bag, and zoomed out the door. After an exhilarating start to the day, I anticipated tonight’s basketball game would bring more delight to that wonderful day.

    The first basketball scrimmage of my sophomore year in High School, we were playing ‘Worthington Christian’. Obviously, I was pumped to get out on the floor and compete. Basketball, is one of those sports where you like it or you don’t, there can’t be an in between. And in my sophomore year, I absolutely loved basketball. My coach and my teammates were a huge part into how I felt about basketball. For a long time, basketball was my go to over my other sports, but sadly that is not quite the same anymore.

“You ready to get whooped on, lil dude?” These words forever spew from the mouth of my biggest rival, my dad. Whether it’s in 2k or a spelling bee, the man is a massive competitor ‘til the end. He’d challenge a cheetah to a foot race and a shark to a swimming race in the same day, with every bit of confidence in himself. I’m the cheetah and the shark when it comes to basketball, as he taught me to be. Like my dad, I target my opponent's every weakness, making every possible attempt to defeat them mentally, use any and everything to my advantage, and I show no mercy, in order to dissuade them from ever thinking to oppose me again. I planned to use these strategies on the day I needed them most, The Annual Dixon Family Basketball Tournament, held at the Owen’s Rec Center every year. At my first tournament, I realized where my dad got that killer mentality from. Years later, when I was ready to participate for the first time, I knew it was going down, and there was definitely going to be tears by the end of the night.

Basketball is a great way to get your mind off things and it’s also a great way to express yourself. It is a sport that can work your whole body, it is also a great way to bond with family and friends. Me and my team Rosebud-Lott Cougars were undefeated the whole season which gave us a record of 9-0 and it made our coach really proud of us. That year we only had 7 girls on our team because two of our girls were injured and two more of them were suspended and I was in 8th grade that year and it was one of the supreme games I’ve ever had.

As Seth Anderson came running out of the locker room the crowd went wild, it was his senior year and he already had all the college scouts after him. He has been the starting point guard for the Bozeman Hawks since his freshman year and has averaged more points and assists throughout his career than any other player to go to Bozeman. They are 6-0 and tonight is the night they play their rivals, the Livingston Rangers. Seth and the rest of the team would have to be on there A game if they wanted to beat the Rangers, who are also 6-0. Seth was not feeling like himself as he was warming up but figured it was just his nerves and tried to ignore it. It was time for tip-off and the Hawks got the ball; right away Seth passed it to his best