Once his team had beat all of the school's in the area they moved on to WOFSA and got 6th place, not bad for a team from the small town of West Lorne. "I love to play, once you start playing you just don't want to stop." He kept playing all the way until he was in grade 10, the first year that there was no basketball team. Although he was disappointed, he still keeps playing every now and then, in our backyard. He will hone his skills more and more and hopes to be on next years basketball team, at W.E.S.S.
KU went on to win the national championship in exciting fashion, beating Big 8 rivals Oklahoma in an exciting championship game. As an impressionable eight-year-old, I soaked up the emotions. The hopes and expectations, the ecstasy and the heartbreak. These feelings stuck with me. When I reached seventh grade, basketball took a different role in my life.
I had a very strong compassion for basketball ever since I watched my first basketball game when I was eight years old. It was the NBA finals and I became in love with Kobe Bryant's mentality. Even though they lost the finals, he became my idol. That day I had decided to become a professional basketball player and become the greatest to ever play the game. I started playing basketball in school from fourth grade, and I had made the team every single time.
They were the best team to ever play basketball because of smart trades and drafts, great talent, and hard work. Th... ... middle of paper ... ...rgin. They averaged one hundred and five points per game and won by an average of twelve points.4 They were definitely a force to be reckoned with and scared teams every time they stepped on the court. The post season showed us more of the same, the Bulls pushed through the magic, opponents and won all their home games and only losing three away games going fifteen and three. This amazing play did not go unrecognised players got awards.
During spring term when I was still attending at Cal Poly Pomona University, two weeks before the final; my friends and I, three of us went on a road trip to Sacramento to attend to my friend’s girlfriend high school graduation ceremony. We left on Friday night and returned home on Sunday morning. On the way return home, we switched driver and rested several times to avoid the driver fall asleep or the car might get overheat because of the hot weather. We already had driven more than half the distance from Sacramento to Los Angeles. Shortly after I saw a resting area board display on the side of the I-5 freeway, I asked my friend to stop for rest.
we said our goodbyes to Martin and Adam who were too hungover to go to us for breakfast. Cesar was a champ though, and took us to a pho place, he called hit his second home afterwards we drop him off at his place and stared our 10 hour drive back to Marshalltown. It was sad to see the mountains disappear in the distance behind us. I though back on the weekend and how much fun it was and most of what we did was just the thing that you had to do your first time in Colorado. Looking back to where we all were a year or two ago when we were right out of high school, but we had no idea how this would turn out that in just a year or two halves of our very close fend group would be gone doing a new thing in a different state.
They talked and laughed, sharing memories from when they were really young. It was lots of fun, until they handed me a plate of shellfish. I despise fish and had to eat one or two to not come off as rude, but dinner was great and I really enjoyed my time there. We finally arrived in California, after around two weeks of driving. We told all my relatives and it was fun to describe how many miles we had hiked and see the surprised look on their faces.
Dreams Do Come True In sixth grade I remember when Mrs. Applewood made us write down one goal that we wanted to achieve. I quickly placed my freshly sharpened number 2 pencil on the blank, white sheet of paper and wrote down five, simple words- to be a state champion. As a little girl I had a lot of wants and dreams. I wanted my daddy to coach my sixth grade team, I wanted to win a state championship, and I dreamed of playing college basketball somewhere. I was 12 years old when my daddy, Sean, coached myself and six other determined, dedicated girls to a Little League National Championship.
I have gone to school here all nine years going from kindergarten to eighth grade. I have accomplished many things, but there are also countless things I have done wrong or wish I could change. I hope people at Emmons will remember me for the good, not the bad. I have done things not only academically at Emmons, but also as an athlete, In seventh and eighth grade the boys basketball team that I played for at Emmons took second in our conference. Considering the size of my school, only about 20 boys in my grade, this was a big accomplishment for my teammates and me.
I have been playing basketball since fourth grade. It has become a major part of my life and has made me the person I am today. I have learned many life lessons from this sport and about being a team player. There have been many moments over the past years, but when I started high school the enjoyable moments increased. Senior year has been my first year on the Varsity team in basketball.