Personal Narrative-My Game Of Paper Basketball

So there I was minding my own business, casually rotating some kiwis, and that’s when THEY came in. They were a mildly intimidating group of rowdy basket ball types. By that I mean one of them was literally carrying a basket ball through the store. One of his goons pointed to something in the distance and nodded the other eloquently said, “Oh ho ho!” This was followed by a violent head nod from goon number one, and passionate laughter from holder of the b-ball.

The region that I will be picking for this report is the Okanagan Valley in British Columbia. It is located in the southern part of the province. It is the second largest wine region with approximately 4000 hectares of vineyards (“Okanagan Wine”, n.d.). The region grows slight more red grapes compared to whites. According to a report by Bremmer (2014), white grape varieties represent 49%, whereas reds represents 51%. Some of the wines that are famous in this location include Merlot, Cabernet Sauvignon, Pinot Noir, Pinot Gris, Chardonnay and Cabernet Franc. This location is also suitable to produce icewine every year despite of the excellent cold climate conditions that it has. Each region has different climate and therefore has slightly

basketball poem Sweat dripped down my head I had been playing a ton. It was the end of the third quarter I felt as if the game was done. The score was 54 to 58

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.

Well I wake and I know we have a game. I wake up and eat a decent breakfast you don't want to eat to much so your stomach does not hurt when you start running. But the game is at 1:50 and i have a lot of time to get ready. Me and my dad go to the gym before games so I can warm up. But when we get back home it's about time to get ready for the game. After I get ready we got to the game and we are normally pretty early so i have time to warm up there to. But normally I am a starter so i'm on the court for jump ball. In the first quarter we went up by two but i did not play so well. After a couple minutes went through I told coach to take me out i was not playing good. Well know we are in the second quarter and I did not play this quarter now

“Come on guys,” I yelled. I heard the screech of the referee’s whistle. Rushing to the bench, I heard the referee call out “Timeout, Heat.” Everything was on the line and our team’s championship hopes, being foremost on our team’s minds, was all coach could scream about. “I’m not going to tell you how to play basketball,” he yelled out. “That’s your job. I’m just going to say that right now, to us, this is a championship game. If we win this, we move on to the championship. If not, at least let us fall valiantly.” That got the whole team riled up as we rushed back onto the court. The crowd, encouraging as always, yelled out their approval on the fact that we were giving it our all. With just sixteen seconds left in the game and our team down by four, something special had to happen or we were done for the season.

I fell in love with basketball 7 years ago. What began as a few trial trainings gradually grew into a deep passion for the sport. I realized that I had the flair for it as doing moves like layups came to me very naturally. All I had to do was to observe my coach do an example once, practice the move a few times, and I got it.

When I was younger, basketball was all I wanted to play, it just looked like so much fun. In fifth grade I had my parents sign me up for CYB, then in sixth grade I tried out for middle school basketball and played all the way up until ninth grade. In middle school when I was in eighth grade I was awarded the captain position and that helped me build leadership and responsibility. All of the players especially the younger ones knew they could always come to me at any time if they needed anything or help with anything. High school basketball was a lot different than middle school. In middle school I was one of the star players so I played a lot but in high school that changed. I sat the bench a lot that taught me patience and understanding even

Lie To Gain Power Power is something that makes a person feel like they are able to do anything and gives a person confidence if they are respected by other people. However, power is not easy to achieve from anyone and some people will be tempted to do anything just to get it their way. In Animal Farm, by George Orwell, lies are used as a tool to gain power and control. On the farm, power is gained by telling lies about food, the past, and other animals. Lies are told about food in order to gain power.

Rushing to the bench, I heard the referee call out “Timeout, Heat.” Everything was on the line with our team’s championship hopes foremost on our minds. As soon as we were all huddled up, Coach Drew began to lay out his expectations. “I’m not going to tell you how to play basketball,” he told us. “That’s your job. I’m just going to say that right now, to us, this is a championship game. If we win this, we move on to the championship. If not, at least let us fall valiantly.” We rushed back onto the court, riled up at the thought of our coach’s inspiring speech. The crowd, encouraging as always, chanted our names. With just sixteen seconds left in the game and our team down by four, we had no choice but to do something special.

Basketball has been the passion of my life since I was 4 years old. I've always had a competitiveness or desire to not lose. That's why my sophomore year of high school was the worst, but best year of my life. As a freshman I was on JV and had tremendous success. The next year I anticipated a starting varsity role. I couldn't wait, expecting a year even better than the last. All the success I had as a freshman didn't translate as smoothly.

LIstening to the sound of a basketball bouncing off the hardwood floor in the gym is amazing. Hearing the swish of the net is the best. Until you hear the laugh of your newborn nephew over the phone. His laugh brought joy to my world in a way nothing else has. I wanted to just go over there and be with him. I didn’t know what to do though. I had a basketball team that wanted me playing for them and i had a few friends on the team counting on me to play for them.

My basketball team and I were going head to head against Lamar Bruni Middle School for the second time that season. The parents loved to cheer us on and capture so many pictures of us, they were our cheerleaders all season long. We were 5-0 at the time and losing that game was not an option for any of my teammates nor the coaches. Unfortunately, I was not able to give it my all in that game due to me twisting my ankle in the third quarter.

We always say to ourselves, “Things will get better in the end.” There are those times where you cannot be optimistic any more. Everything has gone downhill, but that does not mean there is no recovery. Recovery happens often to us. If we fail at something there is always room for improvement. At this day and age anything is possible, we may get approached from anywhere at any time. Like I said it can happen anytime, even with one phone call when it is least expected.

It was the most imperative basketball game of the year, the championship game. We have been undefeated all season, it would be a catastrophe if we came all this way, just for it to go down the drain.