My favorite games were always the ones that came down to the last possession with only 5 seconds left. When the ticking of the clock became my own heartbeat, and I could hear each individual squeak of sneakers on the court, I waited for the ball to come sailing through the air as the accompanying adrenaline surged through my veins. This high seemed to go on forever, yet in reality it was only a mere second. Now with this jolt of energy I was ready. I received the ball, and, with a quick pump fake and cross over dribble I would be around the opponents’ point guard. I would come to a jump stop and shoot! Time stopped as the buzzer went off and I waited to see if the ball would drop into the basket, it made its usual arching course to the basket, flipping over itself again and again. But this time I was on the ground writhing in pain. It was a moment. I thought it was life changing, but actually, it just ended my athletic career. After shoulder surgery, many hours of physical therapy, and countless comeback attempts, I was waiting for my next moment to set me on a new path. It led me into the kitchen. Instead of using competition to increase my heart rate, I decided that cooking and baking provided me with a similar excitement. I dreamed of being in a professional kitchen, where the knives danced as they gracefully bounced up and down on the cutting board combining with the hum of the mixers, where the temperature kept rising throughout the dinner service, as the aromas
There's fifteen seconds left in the game, and we're down one. It’s summer league game, but there is a large crowd of red and black screaming their support. The crowd is nervously sitting on the edge of their seats, waiting to see the outcome. The tall, player from the other team, with sweaty hair matted to her forehead shoots the ball, and it clangs off of the rim into Brooke's awaiting hands. With lightening speed the orange ball hits Ally's open hands before finally landing in mine. I pound the bright ball up the floor and towards the waiting basket. Planting my right foot I push off the ground for a layup. As my body connects with the opposing player, knee to knee, I hear the high-pitched sound of the referee's whistle. With a sickening
It was the fourth quarter in the conference championship game and the bright green scoreboard read 40 to 39 with 10 seconds left. The fans were out of their seats flailing their arms with wide eyes. The glowing lights in the gym beamed off of the shiny court which smelled like glossy wood. I had butterflies in my stomach ,and my heart was racing. As soon as I heard the high shrill of the whistle, I was ready to play ball.
The crowd is cheering, the pressure, the weight of my team on my shoulders I take three dribbles and then I spring up and take a shot and. It was a December night on the day of the Oley Championship Basketball Game, against Oley. After the tip off, the game was in Oley’s hands. They played great defense, made a lot of their shots, but our team just played horribly and they were up by 16 points. At the end of the third the score was around 26-10 Oley, but in my head the game was not over yet because we still had 8 minutes to come back, and I always want to win. Nothing really happened in the first 4 minutes, but in the last 2 minutes I contributed with an assist and 5 points including a layup and a three.
Throughout the past five years, I have indulged myself in a fascinating array of short stories. From stories such as “Rikki-Tikki-Tavi” by Rudyard Kipling to “Song of the Trees” by Mildred D. Taylor, to even ‘The Smallest Dragonboy’ by Anne McCaffrey, just to say a few. All these stories stood out to fascinate me in a variety different ways. They included thrilling adventures, saddening romances, murder, as well as out of this world fantasies. Out of these numerous stories, there is one that will remain a fascinating and thrilling story - that is ‘The Most Dangerous Game’ by Richard Connell. To me ‘The Most Dangerous Game’ encompasses multiple
A warm bead of sweat rolled down my brow in such a slow manner I thought that I had received a cut on my head and I was bleeding from whacking my head on the door panel when I exited out of the cruiser. I wiped it away as I leaned back against the hood of the car, sweating up a storm in the white polo that was supposed to be a uniform.
“Bang,” yelled the crowd in unison. We fed off the cheering and screaming home crowd. We used their cheers as our energy. We kept on going. From somewhere in the crowd, I heard someone yell, “come on guys, you’re only down one now.” A harsh realization dawned on me. For all of the glory in the three pointer we just made, we were still losing, and we only had 11 seconds to change that. Inbound, foul; within seconds, their team was at the free throw line shooting two free throws. “The first free throw is…good.” A hush fell over the home crowd. Everyone knew what that meant. It meant that now, the only way to win the game is by the means of another three pointer, and that is only if he misses this next shot. If not, our only chance is to tie the game with a three
Even though it was a struggle for me to even go to practice everyday, I still pushed through and I made the best of every single situation. When game day came, and it was time to play, all I could think about was the feeling I would get when the ball hit my hand. Many people don’t understand what it feels like. It feels like you found a missing puzzle from your life, which you didn't even know was missing. It’s like every worry you ever had, big or small, is gone. For that split second that the ball touches your hand, nothing else matters. It’s just you, the ball, and the court.
Have you ever felt like you loss but since you did, you wanted to strive for better? Determination is what drives us to success, so without it what would we be able to do? Failure causes determination for us to win. If we fail, should we give up? No, we shouldn’t, we should get up and keep fighting and trying to win and succeed. LeBron and his friends failed, but they had determination to win the National Championship. LeBron and his best friends learned about life from the game of basketball: their losses from their basketball games taught them to become stronger and better as a basketball player and a better person outside of basketball.
We are going to do whatever it takes to win. My knee was aching something serious, but I wasn't going to tell the trainer because she'd keep me out of the game. We took our positions for the jump ball and I was our jumper of course. I jumped off my good leg, but I still landed with a sting in my right. Off we went like a herd of bulls running down the court. This game wasn't going to be easy by any means. Both my team and the opposing team was knocking down shots left and right. I wasn't concerned with my knee anymore because my adrenaline was pumping. We had got most of our points from fast breaks and turnovers. I was starting to become winded, my ribs felt like they were going to close in and my mouth was so dry that my tongue stuck to the roof of it. I signaled for my sub and waited for someone to come relieve me. I continued to cheer on my teammates from the bench and watched them fight
There was five seconds on the clock, down by two points, all we had was time for one shot. My coached called a timeout, “We need get the ball to Emma and Emma wherever you are on the court, shoot it.” Wait, me shoot the last shot…why would coach want me to shoot the last shot, the win or lose shot? “All you guys need to do is believe,” my coach added, “Now get out there and prove to all the disbelievers that this team can win, team on three.”
Video games in today’s society have become very popular. Every new game that comes out to be played and conquered by the average gamer has its own category. There are several other types of genres of games that people play but because of big hit titles and the new popular game systems like the Xbox 360 and Playstation 3, people become more interested in a game that is well known than a game they have never even heard of before. Every game has its own storyline and own way of how it unfolds and where the game ends according to game play. Some of the biggest reasons people sway to certain genres of games is because of the game titles released under them and the demand of people who want a good game under that category. The top three most
As the clock ticks down, everybody starts to hang their heads. The score is now thirty to twenty-seven and we know we are about to lose. Although basketball has many lows, it is a part of who I am. Everybody has a hobby that they love that makes them feel like they can escape from reality and be free. For some people this might be a fun activity that they really love doing. This for me happens to be basketball and I have happened to fallen in love with this sport. Every Friday night as I lace my shoes up knowing I have forty-eight minutes to play with my best friends, my heart fills with never ending joy. This is the time that I hold a twenty-two ounce ball in my palms, and put all my worries and problems in the world away. This is the time
Everyone enjoys the sweet taste of victory and the feeling of accomplishing a goal, especially in a video game. However, video games are not just about winning. Video games are a good method to enhance our educational experience and create a career pathway for us to take. By creating a video game course within schools around the world, we are able to create a whole new generation and future that incorporates the advanced technology that is constantly improving.
As I walked through the intensive care unit with my dad to visit my mom, who was recovering from a myomectomy, a feeling of unease entered my heart. As we entered her recovery room, tears began to fill my eyes when I saw her bedridden state. This was by far the most traumatic experience of my life, yet it gave me a new passion, because this was moment I realized that I had an inner calling to heal. The next few months were solely dedicated to assisting my mother in her recovery. In caring for her I learned the significance of sacrificing self-interest.
It was the end of February. The day of the District Championship between Southern Boone and Blair Oaks. This will be the third time playing the Eagles, and the second time on our home floor. They barely beat us the first time in the Tri-County Conference with a score of sixty-seven to sixty-eight. They received the ranking of first in Class Three Missouri boys basketball standings after that defeat. However, the second time we met on our floor, and we took them off their first place pedestal. We beat them sixty-five to fifty-two. They were now ranked second and we moved up to eighth. Blair oaks was hosting the class three District Tournament this year. So we knew we might have to play them again, but it will be on our home floor. Wouldn’t