Take What's Yours: The Game and the Championship

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Isn’t it always fun to watch the top team lose to a Cinderella? But what if the top team becomes the Cinderella halfway through the season, or through a game. Upsets are the very thing that makes sports so fun to watch and participate in. Even if the sport is in a local gym in Oakland. No cameras or glory, barely enough space for fans to watch a simple game of basketball. But this season of basketball meant the world to me and my friends.
The journey starts off with a close group of friends with a similar passion, basketball. All putting our greatest efforts out there and beat our best friends, but also maintaining a fun and equally competitive game. An opportunity arose when we heard of a basketball league involving other schools from Topeka. It was an opportunity to assemble a team to win the league, and play some competitive ball. The Police Athletic League, otherwise known as PAL, was an intermural league that all but 2 teams took very serious. One team’s reason of defeat was due to being the opposite sex, and the other was because they played just pitiful, but they had fun. We knew to avoid all problems, because beating every team and winning the tournament at the end was all of our determined goals. Bonding our friendship was inevitable because of the amount of time we spent together. Practicing together, hanging out together, and eating all together. What we could accomplish was almost too easy to see. Sadly we were under the impression that pure athleticism and having a nice shot would win us all the ball games. When we practiced we didn’t even play full court, why waste energy when you’re going to blow every team out of the gym by 40 points.
The night before our first game I found myself watching exciting dunks and top hi...

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...laid on the ground anxious. The ref gave the ball back to Tanner for his second and last shot, he dribbled the ball a few times, lifted the ball up and released his shot…SWOOSH! He made the shot! I ran on the court and tackled him onto the gym floor and the whole team followed in a doggy pile. The game brought us together, it made us look deep down and decide what’s important and what isn’t. The friendship is now restored and thriving and we all friends again and champions.
There’s nothing like accomplishing a goal, and in such dramatic fashion with so many bumps along the road. Earing something feels great, but taking feels much better. We worked hard for that championship and you could tell by the celebration and the joy after the game. The other team was heartbroken and rightfully so, we stole that win from them. And noting feels better than taking what is yours.

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