Personal Narrative: My Perfect Basketball Team

There I was sitting on the bench, exhausted. Beads of sweat were rolling down my face covering up my eyes like water on a camera lens. My coach had made the arduous choice to pull me out of the game. I didn’t understand why; I guess it had to do with the 13 consecutive three pointers I had splashed through the middle of the hoop. Each shot was right in the sweet spot that made that distinct sound of the ball making a perfect “Swish.” The massive arena that took up the size of two full city blocks that we were playing in was dead silent with disbelief and had hatred for our team. We were supposed to lose so bad that our own players would quit NBA basketball from the embarrassment.

Firstly, walking into the arena was the worst experience our team had been through. For instance, in Detroit it was pretty bad since they were known notoriously for their violent gangs and riots, but in L.A. it was a brand new league. The fans were screaming, “Go back to
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