As you imagine yourself as a member of the Villanova community, what is one lesson that you have learned in your life that you will want to share with others?
10, 9, 8, 7... The scoreboard was winding down and I knew that this was going to be the last basketball game I would ever play. This was the last time I would get to feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins and the last time I would ever play with my team. As my opponent missed her shot, I jumped up for the rebound and with ball in hand, I sprinted down the court as if I was being chased in a hectic game of tag. With less than 3 seconds left on the timer, I approached the basket with two familiar footsteps and released the ball with a flick of the wrist from my hands. To me, time had stopped and although that it did not, I felt as though the world revolved around this shot. The scoreboard had buzzed, but all I could hear was the sound of the ball going through the net and all I could feel was my heart beating vigorously. It was the last game of the season and it was our only victory throughout the season. We had ended with a strong image and were able to work as a team to gain points collaboratively and ultimately win our final game. On the ride home, my father and I had an argument, which was no different than the previous ones we had. I knew what was coming and I made a mental promise to myself that I would never make decisions for my future children, like what my father had done to me.
"Please! You know how much basketball means to me and I promise to study more for my standardized tests." My attempts were futile and unconvincing, but I also knew that he had made up his mind long before the conversation began.
"No, I thought about this for some time and it was not an easy decision for me to make. You know how important your junior year is and I do not want any distractions." After moments of silence, I knew that his decision was final and nothing would persuade him to change his mind. Playing basketball was not just any sport to me, it was a milestone to my achievement of becoming a recognized athlete. Just thinking about what life would be like without basketball was hard, but imagining giving up the opportunity to play Varsity basketball was even harder.
Basketball has taught me many things which have influenced my beliefs today. It has taught me the importance of teamwork, which is something I feel should be instilled into the beliefs of my future son or daughter. When my father did not allow me to continue playing basketball it felt as if he had ripped out a part of my identity. The resentment I had for my father still lingers for closing that door in my life; which by his doing has taught me what not to do with my son or daughter. The countless hours I have spent with my team has shaped me into a stronger person by allowing me to believe in myself, as well as believing in my teammates. These are all virtues which I intend on passing onto my son or daughter, unlike my father, by allowing them every opportunity in life to learn and grow whether it be playing sports or playing an instrument.
please revise/edit grammatical errors. im also wondering if this effectively answers the question. thank you!
As my opponent missed her shot, I jumped up for the rebound and, with ball in hand, I sprinted down the court as if I was being chased in a hectic game of tag.
I knew what was coming and I made a mental promise to myself that I would never make decisions for my future children, like what my father had done to me.
"Please! You know how much basketball means to me, and I promise to study more for my standardized tests."
Basketball has taught me many lessons which have influenced my beliefs today.
This absolutely does answer the question about a lesson to share! However, you left me wondering two things: why did your dad want you to stop playing basketball, and did your lay up at the end of the game score the winning points??? Let the reader know the answers to those two questions. :)
