Personal Narrative: Soccer And Basketball

“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 failed over and over and over again consistently, I’d try then fail, “ oh wait I get this… Oh nevermind” this phrase was consistently in a future of mine that I was not yet aware of. I’m a basketball, football player, cheerleader, track star, and I failed at everyone of those. I spent a lot of time being criticized about the basic aspects of the sport. In basketball was by far the toughest of them. It all started my started in 7th grade.

“Yeah, my team’s going to regionals now!” said my older cousin, Noor. He’d been playing soccer since he was about 8 years old, and had recently turned 16.

When I was younger, I wanted to be one of the most extraordinary basketball players in the world. An example of my ambitiousness was revealed one day when I was twelve years old. I was shooting hoops at my house one day and I was getting frustrated. My mother taught me three things to get over my frustration. She told me: don’t overdo things, the pros mess up too, and basketball isn’t the most important thing.

I was walking down the field on the soaked soccer pitch towards my team. I saw that they were already stretching,

The sport of basketball is the sport I go to when I need to clear my mind. After a long stressful day of school, I go to my neighborhood court and I shoot basket after basket. I try to find time every day to play basketball. I want to make myself better. Whether it’s working on my ball handling skills, or just working on my three point jump shot, I practice all of my weaknesses. I have improved so much over the years it’s pretty hard to explain. Basketball has been there when I first moved to Kansas. I came to a new school and I had to find new friends. When those two things didn’t go so well, basketball was there when I needed it most. It got me through the first year of going to school in Kansas. I even found a team I could play with and

Basketball my 6th grade year was rough. It was my very first year ever playing sports. Since I went to a small elementary school everyone made the team and I was the only 6th grade student that joined I was so nervous the first practice my hands were shaking way faster than I could run. The rest of the girls were eighth graders that had a ball thrown at them the second the exited the womb; let me just tell you that season sucked.

I was just swinging my bat, over and over again, with no thoughts in my head. The methodical movement of my bat and the sound of the breeze it makes, was calming to me. My mind was blank as I was just going through my on deck routine. But like always, a few thoughts slipped in. You are going to strike out again, for the third time, my mind told me, You are going to let the whole team down, and lose the game. The championship game. I battled the little devil me on my left shoulder, who was feeding my brain these awful thoughts, by repeating an encouraging phrase. You got this Ashley, you got this Ashley. Feeling better about stepping up to the plate, I look up, only to feel my entire body fill with dread. The catcher was just standing up a little

I would like to think that I would consider myself an expert in a lot of areas. I like playing factual games like millionaire where I do exceptionally well. The one area that I believe that I am a “true” expert would be in the game of basketball. Basketball has been a big part of my life ever since I picked up a basketball at the age of 2. Through my life I have always loved basketball. I practiced basketball with a hoop in the back yard in many different weather conditions such as, snow, rain, cold and heat. I watched all sorts of videos on YouTube on how to improve my game and have watched countless hours of college and NBA games. While watching games I analyze on what teams are doing and what should be done. This could be whether a team

We’re officially down to the final four in the 2016 NHL playoffs with the East and West Conference Finals underway. Like every year, the playoffs have offered high-quality hockey with riveting games throughout the postseason. There have been four seven-game series, all in the Western Conference, that went back and forth, while shorter series have also had very competitive games. Every night of postseason play has provided excellent theater, and those who haven’t watched are missing out.

I’ve always been the kid that liked basketball growing up. It amazed me how the people on television did all the different moves and shots so easily. Even though they made it seem easily, when I tried it I always failed. I realized these players put in countless hours in the gym and I put in none. One day I was watching television and Kobe Bryant had lost a game, and after the loss he went to the practice gym instead of showering. So that day I knew that I will never be as good as I want to be if I don’t put the work in.

Our first three games as a team were bad, scores of 48- 05 and other scores like that, but we got better. By the end of the season, I was so much better than I was last year. As point guard, I felt more like a leader. As a team, we progressed and progressed, some wins, a lot of losses, but the last were the roughest (except for that 48-05 loss). We lost to a lot of good teams and got really mad, but we also won three or four out of the eight games. It was a hard season, but we got through it, persevering, through every loss then coming back and winning against next team.

After watching a very intense soccer game between Germany and Argentina at the 2014 Fifa world cup finals, my interest in soccer aroused in tenth grade by a simple goal scored by a substitute Mario Götze for the German side. The goal declared Germany as the champions of the competition for the fourth time, becoming the first country to achieve that in the history of soccer.

My enjoyment of soccer started in the summer of fourth grade, in Canada. My family and I were staying at our family friends’ cabin, a tradition we do every year. The cabin is on a beach called Kai Bay and there is a ton of other cabins in the area. There is also a hotel and a park. One day I was playing at the park with my family and I saw a girl playing alone. Feeling compassion for her, I went up and started playing with her. Eventually, we got disinterested so we went back to the hotel where she was staying. There were a ton of kids that were playing a big game of soccer. At that time I had only played for one year in kindergarten. Jumping into the game, I realized just how much I enjoyed it. Stealing the ball from people and dribbling down the field with a perfect goal

I fell deeply in love with the game of basketball when I was living in Springfield, Illinois. Starting back in fourth grade I used to be outside playing a game called knockout it was always so fun I always enjoyed it. From the beginning I always played it just because I enjoyed it but as time went by I begin to fiend to play the game it became my lifestyle. I remember in 6th grade at Grant middle school I tried out for basketball and we were playing the eighth graders I had I had about 10 points and I hit a buzzer beater 3 in someone’s face. That is probably my one of the first great things I did with basketball. But then we moved to Anna, Texas and I couldn’t play because they don’t have a 6th grade team. Even then I still played around I