The Big Game
Sitting on that warm brown bench wondering when I will finally get a chance to get in the game. As I’m viewing my teammates play, my mind is just thinking how much longer until its time. Until it’s time for me to get a chance to show the world that this boy isn’t just a tall kid sitting on the bench, but to show them that he has talent. Watching my teammates run on the court, there is an air of excitement. Nervously, watching as the other team takes the lead, I start to shiver. Suddenly we are down by 8; fear sets in. It’s my time now. But no guess not, since the coach didn’t even notice that boy sitting on the bench eagerly waiting to play. Seeing the coach yell at the players, they respond with strength, they want to comeback. They will I can feel that the team will comeback from this deficit. The coach looks at the bench, looking for someone to put in the game. It could be me. But no it wasn’t, he was just looking at the bench and goes back to focusing on the game.
He turns his head to us again. “Michael get in the game” My heart is racing. This is it; it’s my time now. I’m finally in the game. My teammates give me the ball. I then make my move to the hoop. Two points and the foul. The crowd is cheering my name. We are only down by three. Shooting one shot, and I see it go in. Back on defense. Running towards the man with the ball, I stumble on one of my opponent’s foot and fall strait to the ground. The other team scored to opponents, as I was not able to get up. The coach calls time out; my teammates help me get up from my hurt ankle. Now I’m sitting on the bench as upset as I could be, because I finally get a chance to play and I just blow it. Again I find myself back on this bench watching the game, watching my teammates play the sport I love.
All of a sudden the pain goes away. We are still down by 4 and the coach calls time out. There is not much time left. I tell coach to put me in the game. He does. I’m more focused on winning this game now. We can win. It’s our ball. They give me the ball down low and I go for the layup. It didn’t go in. My teammate gets the rebound and we start again. One minute left. Joe shoots a three and hits it. We are down by two. They inbound the ball, I steal it. I’m running to the other side of the court with ten seconds left. I hear the crowd counting down, ten nine eight seven… I go for a layup with two seconds left. It bounces of the backboard and gets in. We wiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!! My team has just won the league championships.
I enjoyed reading this because you really encapsulate how you felt about the game and how passiomate you felt about it. This was very fast paced and kept me wondering what would happen in the game!