The Day Of The Free Throw Line

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

I have always been very obsessed with body image. When I was young, baseball was my sport. Soon after, I joined the swim team. During these years I’ve never looked the way that pleased me. When the age of fourteen came around, I decided to join the gym with a personal trainer. At this time, being overweight and unhappy. Never did I think the gym would mean so much to me in the future. Just before the age of sixteen, bodybuilding made a drastic impression on me. The art of building a well symmetrical body. Everything about this sport fascinated me because it gave a chance to create a new me.

This is extremely crucial in the aspect of working out because results do not come instantly. This concept struck me during the first couple months of my lifting journey; nothing seemed to work, and I felt as if results were not coming. From there, I decided to talk with my school’s weight trainer. We diagnosed the problem: I had no stimulus for motivation which could push me through each lift. Goal setting is what I turned to, and, finally, results came. Having an end goal in mind is now what keeps me motivated throughout each workout. Not every day in the weight room is perfect, but accepting this and not letting my failures dictate my future workouts allows me stay true to my

“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

Goals are a part of everyday life. From gaining the strength to get out of bed in the morning to winning that blue medal around your neck, everybody has made a goal once in their life. Sometimes it can be as easy as saying you’re not going to eat that last cupcake on the platter in front of you or as hard as saying “Hello” to that special someone in your life that you find adorable, either way you have made a goal. It’s also important to remember there is short term goals and long term goals. Short term goals are easier to achieve and can be very helpful in leading up to your long term goals. We can even classify our goals into personal goals, academic goals, and professional goals, as well as others.

The referee gave me the ball, I took a deep breath, took a dribble and shot it. It went in, the game was tied now and as the referee gave me the ball for the second time. The gym was almost completely silent, waiting to witness me shoot it. I took another deep breath, one dribble and shot it again. It swished through the net and it went from almost completely silent to an enormous ROAR in the crowd. And it was over, we won. Off of one free throw. And from that I learned, that it may seem impossible, and the chances can be against you. It might be that you have a 99.9% chance of losing. If there is a will. There is a way and people just need believe in themselves self and the .1% chance they’ve

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

“The will to win, the desire to succeed, the urge to reach your full potential...these are the keys that will unlock the door to personal excellence”-Confucius. This quote not only represents how I want to be every day, but also how I want my clients to feel after every day of working on their fitness and wellness. I am planning on getting my bachelor's degree in Exercise Science and then applying to graduate school to become a Physical Therapist. My goal in life is to help people be the best they can be through physical fitness and wellness.

When you are committed into accomplishing something, especially if it’s something that is challenging and something that you want to change, you have to put motivation in it to actually accomplish it. My purpose for creating this collage is to persuade people to motivate themselves when they are going through the process of a diet or working out. Without motivation, the work you're putting in your workout or diet is worthless to you. Motivate yourself to boost your confidence which will make you feel great!

Oh no, I thought to myself. What if I don’t make it, what if i miss the shot, It was all up to me to make this basket, I thought. The score was tied and I was the one who had the ball. Ok, i’m going to go for it, i’m going to make this basket, at least i’ll try. I go in for a lay up and…

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.

After I'm on the court and I see and hear all those things I get these feelings that I feel no where else. As I'm working hard and improving on my skills all I feel is adrenaline rushing through me. I feel the need to improve my game and I need to give it my all every second I'm on the court. I can just feel my heart beating 100 miles per hour. When I am on the court have this feeling that surrounds me and makes me feel like I am meant to be here. Every time I am huddled around my team I feel the "family" part of basketball. The stuff I feel gives me the urge to improve my game.

Oh my god I don’t know why i’m nervous.You’ll be fine Hannah it’s just a basketball game nothing else you got this. The clock was ticking down till the game starts. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. The game starts, the ref throws the ball up, and Olivia tips it to Brooklyn. Brooklyn gets the ball and passes to one of my teammates, they dribble down the court passit to Julia Nunn and she shoots and makes it. After the first quarter it’s 10-7 them. The second quarter was starting and I felt like I was doing terrible, I couldn’t dribble, pass, or even make a

As the referee blew the whistle, it was game time! My teammate were on her tip toes already in motion to jump, she jumped and smacked the ball before the other opponent could even get a chance to jump! The ball came my way and I dribbled the ball three times, crossed doubled between my legs two times, I lingered up, did the Lebron James basketball shake before I took my shot and put up

Connecting to audience: I’m sure most of you have shot a basketball in your lifetime, but I’m sure few of you are aware of the basic mechanics to shooting a basketball. Today, I’ll show the basics of shooting.