It was the NBA draft day in 2024, June particularly. I was sitting with my best friend Presley Pisarek four distinct rows from the front where Adam Silver will stand announcing players that teams selected. All of the sudden I hear the microphone skreech sharply. I look up from my phone and my eyes take a moment to focus. That is when I see Adam Silver. There is a shine that almost blinds me, but when I realize it is only Adam Silver’s head reflecting the light. Presley and I are so nervous. “ Let’s kick off the 2024 draft,” Adam says. “ With the first pick in the 2024 draft the Portland Trail Blazers select the 6’3 Point Guard from Duke, Carter Ellenson,” Adam announces. My stomach and heart drops majorly as I leave my best friend …show more content…
“With the fifth pick in the 2024 draft” my stomach clenches, “the Portland Trail Blazers select the 6’10 Power Forward from Duke, Presley Pisarek!” I start tearing of happiness on the inside. Presley comes back to our seats and we both are so excited we are on the same team. Time has passed drastically and I can’t believe it already is already October 21st. That means our season starts in four more days. Coach told me the Presley and I were going to play ten minutes it the same lineup. At practice we work together as if we were in the game. Finally, the day has come, October 25th. Our game was against the Washington Wizards at 7:30p.m. I didn’t realize the whole first quarter has passed at the score of 32-20 with Portland leading. Coach looks at Presley and I and says “ get in there.” We look at each other and nod at our chance to play. “Let’s do our best,” I say to Presley. He nods in agreement. We step on the court and play. I bring the ball up the court and pull a three-pointer and drain it. They try a fastbreak and Presley is there to swat the ball back. The quarter ends and the score is 63-49 Portland ahead. Coach pulls Presley and I aside from the other players. “ If both of you keep this up you will have a good chance of making $50,000,000 each. We enlighten on the
Rashim told Colin and Andrew that they needed to help him stand out this game. Colin said, “Rashim, we want you to go to the NBA as much you want to. We got you and we're gonna make you the MVP of this game.” Rashim knew that his friends would always be by his side to help him. The timeout was over and it was almost half-time. LaSalle was down by 8 and knew they needed to come back to stay in this game. Wissahickon missed a shot, and Andrew got the rebound and passed it to Rashim and he made a three pointer! With 4 seconds Colin got a steal and threw a bullet pass to Rashim, and he got the shot off with one second left, and he made it! The crowd was filled with excitement and cheering for Rashim. “I couldn't have gotten those points without your guys’ help,” he shouted excitedly. But the game wasn't over, and LaSalle was still
...ers football team. Completes “A Dream Unfolds”, commission for National Basketball Association commemorating their 50th anniversary. Private commissions (5). Receives Treasure of Los Angeles award, Central City Associatio
“I 'm really not into selling the school,” Hoyt said. “I 'm not going to talk anyone into playing basketball for me. It needs to be a marriage. They need to want me as much as I want them, otherwise it won 't work. I am going to let them know why it 's a great place for them, and why it may, or may not be a good decision for them. But at the end of the day, I want them to make the best decision for themselves, because it 's a huge decision moving forward. I let them know that they are going to be looked after while they are here by not only myself, but the community as well. It will be difficult at times, but they will succeed. This place was designed for them to be successful.”
on day in early june gablin was sitting in the dugout of the san jose sunbirds stadium remembering last season. It was the eighteenth inning of the second game of the Western Division play-offs against the Santa Ana Lionettes and Gamblins idol. Carol Spanks was at the plate Spanks lined the ball to the left of third base a shot lit so hard that it pulled the glove off Gamblins hand and rolled onto the artificial turf Gamblin scrambled for the ball spun around and threw her idol out at first base. It was she thought the best play she ever made.
As Paige and I walked across the field towards our team I felt euphoric. Four long years of work, sweat, and dedication had led up to this night. It was the perfect end to my senior year of softball. The scoreboard just beyond the mass of sweaty, screaming softball players read 15-0. This was the final score of the district championship game, a game my team had never won before. The applause and cheers of the fans echoed in my ears for hours afterward
We were going to win the game. That was the end of it. I knew it. We were the winners of that game. I stood up and yelled in a voice that even frightened me. I didn’t scream about moving our feet, or calling the ball, I screamed about how big of winners we were. I was done with moping. For seven minutes of my life, I had forgotten that I could do anything I set my mind to, and I had given up. The worst seven minutes of my volleyball career were those seven minutes in the third game of the final match at Brighton Volleyball Tournament. I had put my determination down to wallow in my disappointment. Disappointment needs to build determination. I had decided a long time ago that there were certain things in life that I could do better than other people. Those were my gifts. I use my gifts to my full potential.
Every person has an American Dream they want to pursue, achieve and live. Many people write down goals for themselves in order to get to their dream. Those never ending goals can range from academic to personal. As of today, I am living my dream. My American Dream is to become a nurse, travel to many places, have a family, and get more involved with God.
At the next basketball practice, Andy comes in late and the coach tells him to get ready for warm-ups. In their next game, the Hazelwood Tigers are down late in the fourth quarter. Andy makes a three pointer for the win with five seconds left in the game. After the game, the coach gives Andy Rob's position as starting center and team captain.
Last March, an undefeated basketball squad faced a tragic loss, and unfortunately it was not the game. An undefeated season was on the line for the Fennvile Blackhawks, and the whole town was in attendance. The game went into overtime and Wes Leonard was ready for it. Seconds left in overtime, the score was tied again. It was the last play of the game, and Wes Leonard drove to the basket for a lay up, putting them up by two. Time expired and fans rushed the court looking for the hero that made that game winning basket. Seconds later that hero collapsed to the ground. Wes Leonard, a 16 year old healthy boy, died minutes after his dream, a game winning shot, of a cardiac arrest. ( Moisse Sec. 1 Par. 1-3)
We didn 't play the way we wanted. Even though we struggled, we still did some things right. If we just focus on the things we did well like; boxing out, playing tough defense, and rebounding, we can work around those things and build up the things that needed to be worked on. I know that we can step up and play at a higher level. We just have to make some fundamental changes and work on some things in practice and I think that it will help in our next game. We can hold on to this loss for the night but when you come to practice tomorrow we aren 't going to hang on to this feeling we need to shake it off and start to prepare for our next game. We just need to use this game as an opportunity to see what we need to work on and build off of that. Once we improve what we need to, I think we can get to the level of success we want.”
As the Tiger rolled around, there arose a question of whether or not to keep the team together or break it up and give the two seniors a chance to compete in other individual events at regionals. I actually didn't know about this possibility until about five minutes before the race began on Saturday. We were all huddled together preparing for the start. Jeremy came up to Rodney and me and told us that if we didn't do well the team might be dropped. Kicking our motivational drive into high, the four of us focused on only one thing: running the time we all knew we could. Getting into the blocks I felt more ready than ever. At the sound of the gun, I shot out of the blocks. I sprinted around the track, concentrating on making a great hand-off.
The team was ready, we had been working extremely hard for the past seven months for this. We were all in great shape and very rested. A few of the returning players were meeting me at my house to carpool to the final game of the state championship tournament. Everyone knew that the hard work had paid off when we won the semi-final game the preceding day.
... to trap the player with our hardcore defense. The Lady Horn player freaks out and throws it clear across the court. That is where one of her teammates was and as the Lady Roos hurriedly run down the court she shoots a jump shot. The ball up in the air for what seems like forever rolls and rolls around the rim and goes through the orange rim. The Lady Horns and their fans jump for joy as they have just won the championship game. The Lady Roos, walking back to the bench with tears in their eyes, have to find the courage to go shake their hands and tell them good job. The Lady Roos are devastated and hang their heads low with total silence as they get dressed in the locker room. To their amazement, the awesome Kress fans were all standing out there still cheering them on and giving them great remarks. Than they realized the experience they just had was an amazing one.
Down two with six seconds to go fatigue had taken it tolls on the players. With little energy left; over time was not an option. I knew I had to go for the win. I walk on the floor confident of my ability that was until the whistle blew quickly turning my confident to butterflies. As I fought to get open I quickly saw the ball coming my way. As I rose for a jump shot time itself began to stay still. An in flesh everything became silent. As I watch the ball leave my hand I envisioned greatness; sure the ball was on its way in I started to celebrate that was until I hear the announcer say my teammate tip in miss shot to win us the game. Mix with emotion I celebrate with my teammate. “Ok guys, we have 24 hours until tip off. Get some rest because this is going to be the biggest game of your life. Let’s bring this championship back to Barton College. Go Bulldogs and Goodnight!” Why few players stay in the lobby to hang out I took it talk upon to work on my game and reflect on the semifinal game that just took place. At basketball games you will notice how there are all sorts of fans attending the game.
Down the court, Corey is running. Six foot three inches, short brown hair nearly all of it stuck to his head, sweat dripping from his face to the floor. He looks as if he had just taken a shower. It is now the 4th quarter 8 seconds on the clock the score is 50-52, Corey gets a pass in the outside. Now 5 seconds on the clock, Corey is tenser than ever to make this shot and win the game to take a final win for the season, and for the end of Corey’s high school career. Corey relaxes and takes a breath, now 3 seconds on the clock, Corey hears nothing but the sound of his beating heart nearly beating out of his chest, and sounds like a energetic octopus banging a drum 8 times each second. As Corey looks down his jersey and remembers why he plays the game he looks down to his white, size 14, basketball shoes on the near end of their days and remembers how hard he has worked for this and how all the effort may now pay off. He focuses.