Point Guard Strengths

I walked onto the court for warmups and the routine shots and drills performed seemed pointless. Our opponents did not have a single player that was closer than 3 inches to my height so I expected to have a successful game. We all believed that we would win the game, and most probably expected to dominate. We were hit by a rude awakening as our opponents torched the nets shooting the ball, and we uncharacteristically made mistake after mistake. By then end of the quarter, the scoreboard read 23 to 9 and we were not the happy leaders. Our coaches told us, “Stay positive, and play hard. We will be ok in this game if we play

We walked together to the field, the spikes on the bottom of my cleats clicking with each step on the parking lot pavement. A huge field with onlookers filling the bleachers on the far side came into view, lit up by the soft evening light. I spotted the girls on my team and my tired looking grey-haired coach. Me and my dad split up, me going to warm up with my team and my dad going to sit with the team parents. As I was passing with my teammates I watched the opposing team carefully. I observed how neat their drills were and how accurate their shots and passes were. They all looked so athletic and that really made me doubt myself. How was I supposed to prove to everyone that I was a good player if I had to play against a team this good? What if I mess up and the other team completely destroys my team? The loud buzzer that ended the warm ups sounded and both teams went to their side of the field. My coach called today’s starters out, and luckily he didn’t choose me. Relieved, I went to go sit on one of the hard metal chairs they provided for the teams on the sidelines. The chairs were uncomfortable but that didn’t bother me. I had other things on my mind. I sat shivering watching the events of the game

Regarding to basketball every single position on the floor is key to having a successful team, but to me the most important position on the floor is the point guard. The point guard in many aspects is similar to a quarterback in football, because they are in charge of getting their teams into the correct sets and controlling the game on the offensive end. Many time point guards are asked to carry on more responsibility.

For most of my life, I was skilled in organized sports, especially soccer, which I had played for many years. After a successful soccer season my freshman year, I thought that I would make the JV team for sure. At tryouts, I went through the motions of each drill. I breezed through the conditioning tests, doing the bare minimum for each test. I didn’t try as hard as others, as I felt that I was more skillful than most of my peers.

I attended all training sessions and spent a great amount of time playing basketball since the thrill of winning games, of becoming better pushes me forward. I believed my efforts are worthy, since I had the advantage over other players in speed and keen awareness, and I trained harder than others every day. Basketball was the only thing on my mind. Then the time came to assemble the official school team to participate in formal basketball games. I thought for all my efforts

The game was about to start, walking onto the court, warming up and getting ready for tip-off, I had a huge amount of confidence before hand. The game had begun, although, as the game went on, I wasn’t doing as well as I would have liked. It seemed like I couldn’t hit a shot, neither could the entire team.Throughout the game, we were always down, we never lead at any

I went up Coach Griffin after that first practice and asked him what I could improve on to be a varsity player. He told me that I was at the skill level required for the team; however, my lack of experience was leading to a noticeable confidence issue. I would just have to work hard on JV that year, he said, and they would possibly pull me up later in the season. I took it to heart, and it was only after that season that I realized how wise he was to put me on JV. That year, I was the captain of the team and one of the best players on the field, and after a few games, I was dressing for

The next day I made all my shots and layups i even dunked. The coach was impressed and he said to me you”ve made my team. I was very excited But, the people that made the team didn’t seem and even made negative remark towards me said i am not a “basketball player”, “you cannot play”,I didn't listen to them and continued to play the game.My coach, fans, and students realize the conflict between me and the other teammates during games and practices. Within The week of me being on the team the coach held a personal meeting me with me and the other teammates. The coach lectured the other teammates saying it’s not right how you don’t accept me as a basketball player how would you feel if you was in his shoes.After the lecture from my coach The players started realizing i am worth something and welcomed me in open arms but i didn't received there welcoming.I didn't have chemistry with my teammates during the whole season but i was cordial with them i was there if they really needed me . The only person that i had chemistry with was my coach he never doubted me and he seen potential in me from tryouts to the end of the season which all that counts in my

Three years ago, I was given the opportunity to try out for a Metro team and initially hesitated at the chance. There were many reasons as to why I did not participate, one being my lack of self-confidence. My previous coach shattered my self-confidence, as he would always denigrate my skills. Therefore I had no confidence in myself as a player. During that particular season, I wanted to prove to him my soccer abilities and enrolled in numerous soccer academies. In November of that year, I received a call and was asked to join the metro team after one formal tryout with them. I accepted the offer, proving to myself and my previous coach that when I put my mind to something, the results will reflect the effort. I realized that giving up should

During my third year on the Varsity team my coach decided to pull me out of the competitive team because my skills were not up to par. Devastated by the fact that I had competed every year since I started and not that year, I vowed that I was going to prove her wrong, show her the mistake she made. I put in numerous hours into working on my skills, I would work until my knees, ankles, back and wrists couldn’t take it anymore. In just a matter of weeks I showed her up and I was back on the competitive team. Therefore, if I hadn’t pushed myself I wouldn’t have competed just like if I don’t push myself in life I’ll never get to where

Point guards and centers have their similarities and differences. First, they both use a variety of moves. Also, they both are about the most important on defense. One variation on offense are that point guards use their moves when they are around the arch, and centers use post moves when close to the basket. One difference on defense is that a point guard usually has to stop the ball when dribbling down the court, and a post has to stay near the lane and reject shots. Point guards are generally short or average in height, on the other hand centers are always tall, otherwise they would play a different position. I think it’s obvious to conclude that both positions have their similarities and differences.

After the first half of the JV game my coach took me out and I was confused as to why until she told me I was going to play for varsity instead. A million things were going through my mind and I couldn’t believe it! I was so nervous to play because everyone was watching from the energy and excitement I had I played amazing. When we all came up after the first half my coach then asked me if I wanted to go in the play

It was late October, leaves were changing, and cold weather was rolling into the Ohio area. You could always tell whether or not your team had been having a successful fall season when you finish up your regular practice time, and as you are walking out of the gym the mens basketball team is lacing up after you. Our second round of the tournament we travelled out to the boonies of Ohio; Blanchester. An hour trip from our little town, we were determined to come out on top. We weren’t making this trip just for a loss, especially during homecoming week. My team played beautifully, executing a win. After this game, I received a phone call from Jim explaining that a local coach had heard of my recent accolades, seen me play, and was very impressed. Flattered, assuming he was just telling me a compliment, I grinned and told him a generous ‘thank you!’ Little did I know, this coach had played for Coach Condit at Miami University. She had told her about me and wanted me to call her. My heart jumped out of my chest; not only was this one of my top schools WITHOUT volleyball, but now with it was an opportunity of my dreams. A nervous and thrilled sensation struck me all at once. I knew in an instant that this was where I wanted to be, that my goal was within reach I just had to work harder than ever for

He replaced me with a team member that had not been in an attorney role all season. I was discouraged because I had worked so hard for three years to get to the point of where I was at and scored well in my position throughout the previous trials at the district and regional levels. When he switched me, I was not on the roster to compete at any the upcoming trials. Even though I was deeply saddened and disheartened, I kept persevering. Instead of complaining like I had seen other members on the team do, I still came to practice each day with a positive attitude and tried to help the team as well as I could by offering suggestions and running direct examinations and cross examinations on witnesses. I also knew that the coach was rearranging positions in order to make the team better and stronger. The coach had over thirty years of experience, so I knew I should trust his judgement. One day at practice, a team member needed to practice cross-examining one of the witnesses, but the person who usually portrayed the witness was not at practice. The coach requested me to play that witness, and he was so impressed that he chose me to portray that witness for the State

Playing basketball in elementary was always fun in P.E. but it was something that I wanted to do against real competition and not the crazy kids everyday kids in P.E. class. I first tried out for my elementary basketball team in the third grade which was the minimum grade they allowed kids to play basketball. Even though I was very shorter and smaller than the other kids I luckily made the team and it made me very happy. One day I gave my opinion to the coach regarding bettering the team thinking I could be very helpful. Unfortunately, he didn’t think so and thought I was insulting his knowledge about the game which they started a series of disagreements throughout the season. Eventually he put me off the team that year and every year afterwards. After being put off the team I told myself I would just do as the coach says even though I knew that I was right. A year past and I eventually tried out for my middle school team. I made the team and It was a whole different experience for me. I bettered myself throughout those years and carried my love of basketball into my high school years.