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Personal Narrative: It Is More Than Just A Game
Williams 1
Brittany Williams
It is More Than Just a Game
Gaderick
2­16­2015
It is More Than Just a Game…... For anyone that plays basketball knows that it is more than just a sport, more than just a hobby, and more than just a passion that people have. The blood, the sweat, the tears, and the twisted ankles are just the little things that people face while playing the game. The emotions that are associated with the game of basketball make it my favorite past time. I hate when people say “It is just a game”. I believe that basketball has taught me many valuable life lessons and it has also played a significant role in developing me into the successful young woman that I am today; basketball is more than just a game.
Ever since the second grade, basketball has held a special place in my heart. My love
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I worked so hard in tryouts to achieve that goal.
Everyday I would give my all, or at least I thought I was. As the tryout days passed me by, I would go home just knowing I made the team. The last day of tryouts came, I looked at the varsity list first only to see that my name wasn’t on it­­I was crushed. I then looked on the junior varsity list and there I read my name. I wasn’t happy, but at least I made something.
Later on that night, something did not sit well with me being on the Junior Varsity basketball team­­ I felt that I did not reach my goal. I called my coach asking him why I did not make the
Varsity Basketball team, and he soon began to tell me how great of a player I was, but I was just not ready for the varsity level. I tried my best to convince him that I was. He told me that I could practice with the Varsity team that following Monday to prove myself. To make a long story short, I went into that practice ready for the fight. After practice, he came to me and said,
“Welcome to the Varsity team Miss Williams.”
I also believe that basketball is a form of escape from the difficult things in life. Anytime
I feel stressed or need to get away, I turn to basketball. It helps me to take my mind
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After I finished high school, I was faced with the question many young people are forced to deal with: “What am I going to do now?” Although I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, I knew that basketball had taught me lessons to become successful and had steered my life in the right direction. The same hard work that had turned me into a good student, also turned me into a good basketball player and I was given the opportunity to play at the collegiate level. Basketball allowed me to get my foot in the college door. In this new environment, I could explore many options, and careers, but most importantly, it allowed me to discover my identity. Without basketball, I would not be chasing my dreams of becoming a coach. Even though my playing days are over, basketball has put me in the position where I can still be around the game. My sole concentration is becoming a coach so that I may instill the values basketball taught me into the youth of today. Basketball has given me direction. Basketball gave me inspiration.
Basketball has been my flashlight all of my life, guiding me through the darkness of

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