Personal Narrative: Basketball Has Been A Part Of My Life

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For as long as I can remember Basketball has always been a part of my life. My Dad, my sister and I would always go outside and play around and since he is a coach, he would always help with improving my skills and helping me become a better player. I have always loved the sport and it eventually became second nature to me. After a few months of house league I enrolled into competitive sports. At first I did not want to play because I was so used to playing house league that I did not want to meet new people and get new teammates and was also scared of not making the team so I thought that if I was already on a team why try out for a different one, but after my dad explained to me that just because I leave the team it does not mean that I cannot …show more content…

How to dribble, how to pass, and what not to do and things like that. Things, However, started to become complicated and difficult to execute after I had an injury to my left ankle; it was during a game in Ottawa when it happened the opposing team had just stolen the ball and they were on a fast break and the game was close. So I had sprinted down the court as fast as I could and I had gotten there just in time to block the girl on the other teams shot, but once I jumped up she pulled me down in an awkward way which ended up with me falling first and her landing on top of me. We ended up both getting injured and as the coaches and therapist do they let us be for a while to see if we can get up on our own. She ended up getting up and started walking towards her bench but I could not get up and I remember siting there thinking that my foot is completely broken, and as I was lying there the therapist and my coach came over, and the therapist had started asking me a lot of question most of which I cannot remember, before moving me to the bench so everyone can continue playing, but after moving the one question I do remember is “did you hear a pop” she was asking that as she started taking off my shoe to see if there was any damage. The only reason I remember that one question is because after she took off my shoe she made a face quickly out back on my shoe and told me she thinks I should go to the hospital. The hospital ride was a

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