It was finally there, I had it all to myself. I was waiting for this moment for the longest time in forever. I thought this day would never come. One afternoon after school, I was down here all alone until it finally happened. I couldn't wait to get home the day NBA 2K came. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was about five years old.It was time for me to test the playstation 2, without any interruptions from my siblings. I was home by myself long enough to play the new NBA 2k6.I couldn't wait to turn on the playstation and hear the loud introduction noise.It was a beautiful sight to watch the opening introduction in NBA 2k6. I grabbed the controller, flickering my controls left, and right to try to figure out the newest signature styles. …show more content…
I felt like the happiest kid in the world at the moment, I mean who wouldn't be if they were in my position at the time.
My eyes shattered when I seen the younger Lebron James wearing his orange and white uniform on an actual video game. It was the greatest thing ever, seeing it as a child.Time was flying by and I played all the game modes I wanted to play. I Didn't really want to play anymore, so I went to turn off the playstation , and when I turned around, I forgot to wrap the cord around the controller.I tripped over the cord and boom went the playstation crashing onto the hard carpet.As I looked down at the playstation , and I looked at the missing pieces I was no longer the happiest kid in the
world. I opened my Playstation and the game was destroyed, cracked into pieces.At the time I didn't know what was worst me breaking the playstation and the game or Squidward throwing away Mr. Krabs money bed.How was I going to tell my older brother I broke his playstation, I most definitely did not have the money to replace the system.I couldn't hide it because eventually he would figure out.I was way to young to be smart enough to hide the evidence.When my brother came home, he was heated. His head was hot as fire.He already knew I broke it. It was destroyed and was the end of it.I expected him to try to beat me up or something.He didn't speak to me at all, which was also fine. My mom was even more angry at me, because at the time Playstation two´s were actually pretty expensive.Saying I was only five I couldn't´ lie because It was obvious I broke the playstation. I was the only one home playing with them game. From the day I broke the playstation, I really learned my lesson from my clumsy actions that destroyed the playstation. At the same time people should be careful with expensive possessions .
Dreams come and go every night, but some dreams tend to stay for a lifetime. I have always dreamt to become a professional athlete in some way or another. Growing up I have always looked up to many different athletes. Whether it was Ladanian Tomlinson on the football field or Kobe Bryant on the basketball court I have always had some athlete that I wanted to be like someday.
In his article, “Extra Lives: Why Video Games Matter,” author Tom Bissell utilizes pathos to explain the extra life our society is born into when dealing with gaming, making us forget everything happening around us. Bissell gives many examples of his own life and
A question that is commonly asked about professional basketball is, Could players from the WNBA compete in the NBA? The answer is clear. Women could not survive in the NBA. Men are physically stronger and faster, better natural athletes, and naturally smarter within the confines of sports.
As my brother, sister, dad, and I pull up to the house, I look at it with uncertainty, not knowing what to expect. It was a small blue house and had flowers planted around it. We walked up to the house with me in the lead. That didn't last long though. I was too nervous, so I stood still and turned around, waiting for my dad to get ahead of me.
My parents tell me when I was born, I was holding a video game controller. As long as I can remember I have played video games. They allowed me to escape reality. I could take on the roles that young children only dream about. One day I could be a superhero and perform feats that are not humanly possible; the next I was fighting aliens in the far away galaxies. Games were like books to me, each a new adventure where mystery and challenge await. Some of the fondest memories in my childhood were created by Shigeru Miyamoto. From the Legend of Zelda to Super Mario, he opened my eyes to how experiencing video games should be.
Many video games supply people with a way to entertain themselves. One game for example is National Basketball Association 2k17 (NBA 2k17). Although it is a popular game, many are uninformed of its many advantages. Some find that NBA 2k17 is just another way to earn money and persuade consumers into buying their product. However, playing the game of NBA can help improve one’s skill and knowledge about the game of basketball.
Those born between the 1970 and now are growing up playing video games. These young adults have participated in the rapid development of video games from the most simple of games like Pong all the way to games like the super-realistic BioShock. The game of pong was very simple while BioShock is anything but simple. There are dozens of genres of video games, but the most controversial of which are “first person shooters”. These games also have a focus on violent game play where the main objective is to shoot enemies. Today’s young adults play many of these and have gained skills from them that were never anticipated. Depending upon the type of games they play, they may have a greater ability to: track visual information, process and make quick decisions, focus and complete complex tasks.
“He shoots, and he scores. Cam Stalzer with the game winning shot!” ... That was me when I was shooting my game winning free throws. It started out to be just a normal day starting of with me going over to Blake’s house. We are like brothers. We are together 24-7.
The console wars made the 90’s great so many games, so much entertainment being a kid was awesome. Once I finish talking about the history and explaining everything moment by moment and it’s importance, ill discuss my experiences as a gamer growing up in the 90s and just being a
Ever since I was a little boy, about eight years old or so, I had an extreme passion for the sport of basketball. On weekends, I would wake up in the morning, eat a bowl of frosted flakes or cheerios, put on basketball shorts and then go in my driveway to shoot around. I would be out there for hours just shooting around or playing with some random kids that I would occasionally see walking around my neighborhood. This was satisfaction to me, but even better was playing on multiple public teams and not just playing in my driveway every day. In elementary school, I played in a recreational league, just like almost every other kid who tries out basketball when they were younger. This was fun and all but it was nothing too serious. There were never any practices, it was just one or two unorganized games per week. I never took
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When I was younger my dad sat me in front of a T.V and put a Xbox controller in my hand he then told me to go against him in Halo. And in my mind, I want to beat my dad to a bloody mess, but that's not how things went. I lost my dad but I gain the greatest experience in my life. Just by playing a simple game I was hooked on doing more.
I’ve been a short Italian plumber who goes through endless trials in the search and rescue of his love, I have been a Lady of Luminosity who with her light-based magic defends her city of Demacia against the hostile Noxian forces and their allies. I have even been Batman, where I struggled through psychedelic educing trials. It all means something; it is very real when the player becomes attached to a character as one does in a traditional written format. Roger Ebert would argue that these kinds of experiences aren’t real or don’t mean anything. In a published post done by him and the Chicago Sun-Times blog, he argues that “Video games can never be art”. Robert Ebert claims video games don’t fulfill his definition of art. Because video games have objectives and can be “won” it doesn’t align with the traditional forms of art, such as novels, or a play; “things you cannot win; only experience them.” Ebert also said “art grows better the more it improves or alters nature through a passage through what we might call the artist’s soul, or
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.
When I was four, I received my first Fisher Price basketball court. The court was in my house and the basket was only five feet tall. My parents placed it in the living room since it was the only room in the house without carpet. I practiced shooting every day. I would wear my father’s sneakers and imitate basketball moves that I had seen on T.V. At that age, I did not yet have any self-awareness about my potential for the sport, but my father knew it was very likely to become a passion. By the age of five, my father was taking me out to the park with a basketball and I can actually remember the day I made my first basket. After that, I went on to play in basketball leagues, as well as work out with my father in gyms every night. Those were the best of times.