Personal Narrative: The First Day Of Playing Basketball

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Competing in a close game can really get under peoples’ skin but for me, hearing the fans, teammates, and coach cheering gives me a rush like no other. I will forever appreciate the first day of tryouts, when coach came up to me and said, “You have tremendous heart kid.” The next couple of days before the final tryout meeting felt like waiting to open your first gift on Christmas Day. As the fifteen names were being called out, an aura filled the gymnasium. I felt my heart stop and every hair stand on my body as my name was being called. I was surprised that I made the team; I proved many faces wrong. Growing up, I wasn’t the fastest or even the strongest so I lacked confidence in myself. Although, I loved playing basketball, either on blacktop during a gloomy day, or in a gym with the feeling of the maple wood floor making contact with the soles of my shoes. …show more content…

My alarm shrieked and I jumped out of bed. Today was the last game of the regular season, and we wouldn’t make the playoffs if we didn’t win. I quickly brushed my teeth, packed my lunch, grabbed my bright red Jordan’s, and my Titans jersey. It felt like I was leaving for war as l left my house not knowing what was going to transpire. I got to class early and started the typical day, singing O Canada as it came on before the announcements. I could hear the teachers and students arguing who was going to win the game today. I felt a tingly sensation in my stomach because I never wanted to know the outcome. Finally, the clock struck three thirty as the final period was over. I grabbed my books and I headed to the gym with my teammate

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