My First Basketball Player-Personal Narrative

It was a foggy morning ,I'm getting ready for a basketball game. When I was ready T.Green picked me up. T.Green was my dad homeboy. We drove to the gym,for the game. “You ready,”T.Green said to me.”Yeah I said. I felt bold this game. The game started and I was the point guard. In first quarter something tragic happened. I went to the basketball and ran into someone. The kid was bleeding. The kid was crying like a newborn baby. But I didn't care. I was to focus on my tooth,it felt weird. The ref told me to wash my mouth out,so I went to the bathroom and saw my tooth bent back.I wanted to mope. The coach didn't care he just put me back in the game. When he put me in the game I just started shooting,I didn't care about playing defense. The