Narrative Essay On College Basketball

It seemed that all my years of hard work had all come down to this moment. All those days that I would spend hours at the gym, making sure I had made all my shots and perfected every dribble move, not even bothering to take Sunday off because if I wanted to go somewhere with basketball, I would have to eat, sleep and breathe basketball. I refreshed the inbox of my email, and there it was, the decision that would make or break my basketball career. I had tried out for one of the most elite club basketball teams in Wisconsin, Oshkosh Flight 14’s team. I think I clicked on that email about five-hundred times in anticipation while it loaded. I skimmed the first sentence and my jaw dropped on my desk. The words were tattooed to my eyelids, I could
My life was over. As my mother tried to console me she said I should look at other teams, but there were no other teams for me. I did not play any basketball at all in the summer going into my freshman year of high school. However I did decide to tryout for my school’s basketball team. I went into tryouts pretty confident, but after the first three days, when I had not been called to play on the varsity court, my confidence was at an all time low. I made the team, but not varsity and there were those same words echoing,”try again”. After those events, I had finally come to terms with the fact that college basketball was not an option for me. How could I play college basketball if that was my attitude when I failed? Is that how I would react if I were benched by a coach? I thought about these questions for a long time and came to my final decision about playing in college. When I got that email from Oshkosh Elite I should have been enraged and steam should have been blowing out from my nose and ears, and I should have got on a team and started working on my game like they said. Instead, I took the summer off and sat on the couch, moping about how I did not make the