Narrative Essay About Basketball

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It was 5 years ago, my eighth-grade year, I was scared and nervous about being the youngest girl on the high school basketball team. I had played basketball since I was in first grade and played on competitive teams with older girls but nothing had prepared me for what I was walking into. We started our first day of practice at 6:30 a.m. on a chilly October morning. Coach Gray sat us down before practice and went over all the many rules he had set for our team. After hearing all these rules and consequences I did not even want to breathe wrong around him. I was so scared, but little did I know that this was the start of something that would change my life for forever.
Starting the season, I had never worked so hard or been yelled at so much …show more content…

I was turning the ball over, not running the right offenses, and realizing that I was very weak and small compared to the girls I was playing against. A little voice inside my head kept telling me that I was not good enough and that I should not be playing. To make matters worse I always felt like Coach Gray was targeting me and getting on to me the most. During games after I would make a mistake, I would look at him to take me out but he would just stare me in the face and say, "Baker, I 'm not going to give you the easy way out you are going to stay in there and face it." I remember being so angry at him to the point that I would even cry I was so mad. He was tough on me and at the time I was not having any of …show more content…

I did not know that God was preparing me for something until our team made it to the state quarterfinals playing Ezell-Harding. The game was back and forth through every quarter and with ten seconds left on the clock we were down by one point. Surprisingly Coach Gray put me in with those ten seconds left and somehow I ended up with the ball. I still remember turning around and chunking the ball at the goal holding my breath and closing my eyes. We had won the game by one point. Through this, God humbled me showing me that he can use even the smallest of

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