Basketball Descriptive Writing

Five players, only five players get the opportunity to play the sport for a matter of a few minutes. Wanting to put all of those grueling days practicing to use, we took what playing time we could get. Each player contributes a vital role in the team’s success. I played the most crucial role of them all, a bench warmer. However, on this fateful night, I was anything but. On this night I achieved my three minutes of fame.
As I grew up, a major part of my life revolved around basketball. Countless hours spent at the gym with my family molded my love for the sport. We spent hours chasing one another up and down the court, the competitive spirit never fading. My step-father had one rule. Before any of us could leave the premises, fifteen free throws
Dazed and confused, I stood to my feet. After all these years I still did not know the rules of the game. He tossed me the ball as my team took their positions for free throws. I stumbled towards the free throw line, glancing at my teammates in confusion. Throughout entire basketball career, post is the only position I have ever played. On a good day, an excellent screen is the only excitement a post would achieve. I wiped my clammy hands onto the side of my shorts. Heart pounding within my chest, I squared up for my shot. Feet shoulder width apart, hands behind and to the side of the ball, ready to form the perfect arch. I watched it fly through the empty
The screech of sneakers coming to a sudden halt always caused excitement to rush into my veins. Although basketball can only utilize five players at a time, each position holds a vital function. I only achieved those three minutes of fame. In the end, disappointment refused to course through my veins. Those three minutes of fame taught me valuable life lessons. Those three minutes of fame made me realize I did not have to be the most valuable person on the team. It made me realize my contribution to the team was just as important as everyone