Descriptive Essay About Basketball

It all began on November 3, 2015 during my first middle school basketball tournament. The grey brick walls of the gymnasium looking more like a prison than a school. The school’s “Lincoln Park Elementary School” sign had graffiti and missed a couple letters from the name. The court was terribly small, but we began by playing the superb team of Jam on It. We were blown out and I headed back up to my mom and dad in the parent filled stands. The game wasn’t even fun to play and we looked like third graders playing them. I looked up to my parents as sad as could be.

There are many , many people that play basketball. Me, being one. Some of them may not be too skillled yet. And others may be very skilled like people in the NBA or the WMBA. Basketball is one of my favorite sports and I’m so happy I was able to learn it myself. I hope you get the chance to someday.

Basketball was my favorite sport growing up. I’ve played since I was little and I still play the game today. I played basketball at my elementary school, St. Cecilia, from Kindergarten till 8th Grade and also played AAU basketball for about 2 years before entering High School. Going into my freshmen year of High School, the first sport I played was basketball. Tryouts began in about the start of November and ended about 2 weeks after. I had made the Freshmen A team. I was excited and as the season progressed, we didn’t win many games but I still had fun playing. Nearing the end of the season, golf was another sport coming up that I also wanted to try and play. I say “try and play” because at the time, I was also going to play AAU basketball. I had set in my mind that I was going to play basketball for all of my four years of high school, but my parents pushed me to tryout for golf. When the basketball season ended, golf tryouts started. Tryouts lasted for about 2 weeks, and I made the JV team. When I found out I made the team, I was very surprised. I hadn’t put in the hard work as others before tryouts came around, but the coach saw potential in me and that I can become a great player. The coach saw so much potential in me, that every week, I kept progressing in skill and fine tuning my mechanics. Halfway through the season, about 4 or 5 weeks after I made the team, my coach gave me the chance to play with the Varsity Golf team for a couple days. I was excited and eager to

Basketball is not just a sport, to me it is a lifestyle; there is something about shooting the orange sphere through the net and hearing that “swoosh” sound that can force any problem to instantly go away. Nothing can compare to the satisfaction that is felt when stepping onto the court or feeling the padded outer-layer of the ball clash with the tips of my fingers after bouncing up from the ground. The court is a second home to me. I have been playing basketball since I was eight years old. It seemed to come as second nature. Once I reached middle school, I competed for a spot on the seventh grade girls basketball team and earned myself a spot. Those girls meant everything to me. I can recall practices when we got off task and goofed around for a bit, but we always got back to work.

Basketball is all I have ever known. I started playing when I was about 3 years old. At the time, I was living in a big house in the suburbs of Vallejo with a large backyard as well. My father had acquired and assembled one of the little Fisher Price baby basketball hoops in the backyard for me; it even came with a baby ball! For the duration of all of my summer, I was in the backyard, playing with the basketball, pretending I was as marvelous as a professional player like Michael Jordan. I spent so much time outside practicing, I’m surprised I didn’t get sick of it. Eventually, as time carried on, I outgrew the baby hoop. When I became of age, I started using the regular sized hoop my father had in the backyard. And I fell into the same routine

The word cool is valued differently by each individual as everyone has a different view on objects or thoughts in life. How cool is defined is basically something that one cherishes or has passion for as it could vary from playing sports to having a pet rock. Playing basketball is cool because it is a sport for anyone who has passion for the game as each player holds a different position on the court allowing a team to function well. Not only is basketball a sport for anyone, it also acts as a stress relief. Basketball allows individuals to be put in a relaxed state of mind allowing their minds to clear up from the stress that they may possibly had to endure throughout their day. The definition of cool could change as one progresses in their life because their enjoyment for certain things may change as they age. Unlike other sports, basketball is life and it is a sport meant for any age groups because it does not require a lot of physical strength. Basketball is more of a mental sport because each individual would have to push themselves to become better each day by doing drills to brush up their fundamentals. A passionate basketball individual will go through hell just to improve a slightest bit because basketball is life for everyone for finds passion in the game. For example, Kobe Bryant, a Los Angeles Lakers Legend, spent most of his life playing professional basketball and Michael Jordan, a living basketball legend, even had his own brand under Nike. Both basketball

It was a cool dry summer night at the park. I was playing basketball listening to the echo of the ball bounce on the court, I cross over to the left, step back, and watch the ball soar threw the air as it swishes threw the net. This is my stress reliever. Basketball is something that I've learned outside of school, its taught me many important life skills. Such as a great work ethic which helps me in practices and translates to my school work. This game has helped me overcome a lot of challenges, from being short in a tall sport, to real life struggles. Also, basketball is a sport that’s taught me sportsmanship, and how to win and lose, which lead to respect. Another thing basketball has taught me is to follow my responsibilities, such as remembering my gear, and doing my homework to obtain good grades.

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.

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.

“Pop”! I collapse on the cold hard floor as immediate pain rushes to my left knee. All I manage to utter are groans as my friend asks if I’m okay and tries to lift me off the ground. I limp off in his arms as I’m assisted to the nearest bus stop. Once I’m off the bus I observe that I’m limping badly and my knee is swollen to the size of an orange. A little voice in my head told me this wasn’t the common mishap that happens during basketball. It told me I wasn’t going to be able to slap on an ice pack and be okay the following day. However, I temporarily disregarded this voice, and, being the optimistic person that I am, hoped for the best. I figured I would be back to normal within weeks. This wasn’t the case. My mother eventually decided

My body was shaking as I felt the cold sweat drip down my face. I glanced at the crowd and saw everybody standing to watch how the basketball game was going to play out. The sound of fans cheering pounded against my ear drum, as if everyone in the gym had circled around me. As time winded down, the ball ended up back in my sweaty hands. I had the chance to win the game for my team. I had prepared for this moment my whole life, in the driveway, but in the driveway I was alone; the only thing I was playing against was my imagination. As I attempted the winning shot, the only thing I felt was my heart beating rapidly, , so fast it wasand the only thing I saw was the ball float through the air.

The Warriors forced a game seven, will they be able to go in this game in crunch time and win their first NBA Title? The crowd is amazing at Oracle Arena, and here come the players with energy ready to pull out the win. As the first quarter started I was on the bench waited for my time to go in, man I'm ready!Yes, I'm finally in it's the second quarter and were down by three let's pull out the lead and win this game. It's halftime and were going into the locker room, as we go into the locker room I’m thinking to myself that we are going to win this game and we have the talent, so while coach is talking to us he is telling us just to keep our heads high and believe and we can pull out this win. It’s the end of halftime and were going out for

I look down at my a left shin, a darkish, brown scar sits there, and will stay there probably for the rest of my life, but I do not mind. It reminds me of my dedication and sacrifice for the game of basketball.