Narrative Essay On Basketball

The day I was looking forward to had finally arrived: Basketball tryouts. I wasn’t the most talented, but I knew I could contribute to the team as a defensive stopper, using my size to my advantage. While the rest of the fellow middle schoolers struggled to hit layups and dribble the ball, I showed slightly more skill than everyone else. I made the B team that year as the team captain and leader. We didn’t win a game all season long, but that didn’t stop my love of the game; in fact, that is when it all began. I played every year up until my senior year, and now I’m the Varsity manager by my own power. Over the years, I found myself loving to play the game, but I now know my real calling card is to analyze the game. Dirk Nowitzki has the ball in the post, turned and saw the defender right in his grill. He turns and shoots his patented one-footed fadeaway.
If there was a basketball history class at my high school, I would ace it every year and it would be by far my favorite class. I could see it now: the teacher asking “Who’s the Nets’ all-time leading scorer?” Everyone says “Vince Carter” or “Julius Erving.” I say “Buck Williams” to the amazement of my peers . That’s what I want to do when I grow up: analyze and study the game of basketball, preferably as a broadcaster. I see guys like Charles Barkley, Jeff Van Gundy, and Kevin Harlan, among others, as intelligent minds of the NBA, providing great analysis and interesting points and opinions. Ultimately, I would like to be on an NBA talk show, like the TNT phenomenon Inside The NBA doing not only what I love but what I am passionate about as well. That’s what everyone should look for in a career: no matter if it’s nursing, swimming, teaching, you name it. If it makes you happy, do it, and you never know how it can change your life. For me, that one thing is basketball and I hope it will change my