Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Game winning shot

Ah, I remember when i was about 13 years old and I was playing for a local basketball team. We were in a traveling team, which meant we played other teams outside our own and compete for the championships at the end of the year. Besides the regular season, we also had tournaments that ran at the end of the year as well. I must admit, I was a pretty good basketball player. I had a great jumpshot. In the beginning of the year, I was one of the top starters. However, because I lacked aggressiveness(I played tough, just not a hacker), I was put on the bench as a back up. Now, this was insane to me because I was one of the top scorer and team players. Yet, the person that replaced me was a great defensive presence. So, although I was upset that I had a bench position, I believed in the team and cheered on my teammate. Heck, the coach knows better than I and there comes a time in our life when we need to be humbled. So, for the remainder of the year, I was sort of the 6th man, so to speak. I mean, I thought I was the man. (lol) I even had Michael Jordans number, though I would have preferred Larry Bird's. Anywho, there comes a point in all of our lives when we have to sit down and wait for our number to be called. Such was the case in a tournament game we played. It was actually the last game that I would play with my team, though I would see my teammates from time to time. We were losing by 1 point with 3 seconds left and I had been on the bench almost the whole game. But, one of our main players had fouled out and it left the coach no choice but to put me in. (He had no choice at this point.) So, my teammate is all the way at the opposite side of the court where the opposing teams basket is. Every team member was on that side, probably expecting to get the ball and try their luck from half court. However, I snuck my way to our side of the court which I only had one defender on me, to my surprise. So, my teammate see's me after a few seconds of trying to find someone and throws a perfect pass to me. I get the ball at the free throw line and turn right to the basket where I would put the ball in the hoop just in time to win the game. Boy, was everyone shocked. They thought we were goners. We pulled through and was rewarded with the tournament trophy. Sometimes we need to sit in order to do big things later on.

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