Community College Football: A Short Story

As the day started with the sound of cars passing by with the engine roaring, I knew it was time to go. I awoke from a dream that a 17-year would have about sports, specifically a 17-year old with the championship game, that happened to be on that day as well. I had the utmost confidence that my teammates and I will be able to deliver something that couldn’t be done by the last “dream team.” Those players had the utmost belief in each other and seemed that they knew where each person would go. It seemed they had a psychological connection, which I presume came from the relationship they had off the court. I would see them roaming the hallways with a smile that would give anyone belief that they can achieve those miracles. As time passed they grew older, flew towards a new goal. One became an assistant coach at UC Berkeley, one is fighting to become one of the starters and prove his worth at Washington State, and others stayed at community College still hoping there dream of playing college basketball becomes a reality. Now, after those long practices where you had players saying
“I swear this is not useful, like really practice? We should be having a scrimmage
In practice, he always gave me advice on the best way to cut to the basket, how to dribble the ball with your left. He is truly a very humble and positive person. My second reason would be for my favorite player Los Angeles Laker guard Kobe Bryant. He plays with so much emotion and his work ethic is on some other worldly level, I looked up to him; hitting those clutch shots to win the game and give his team the best opportunity to win games and of course five titles which proves he is one of the greatest to play the game. I remember when my dad had surgery, we watch the NBA playoffs and saw the Lakers down by 10 and bang, Kobe with the pass, shot, dunk and just screams of excitement. I