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| After winning the championship game for the "A" State Title. |
I am quite behind in my Top 30 before I turn 30 Count down...so here is another post for today. Today, I celebrate the memories of Varsity Basketball. I played 8th grade basketball and two years on Junior Varsity. My third year of HS ball was an interesting one. There were 14 players on team, which made for a deep bench. In addition, there were a lot of really good players on the team. Gals who worked hard to be really good at the sport (KUDOS to Haley who walked on to the UNR Ladies Basketball Team and to Sarah who played for Snow College). During my Junior year, I thought I was going to be GREAT! I ran my guts out at every practice. I spent the summer before practicing at the park; dribbling the ball, shooting hoops and practicing free throws. But, as it turns out I had run my course as a player and was a better bard. (If you don't know what a bard is, look it up). What I loved about that year was playing with some truly inspirational players, running my guts out at late night practices and being part of something truly amazing. I had the opportunity to share some pretty cool poems and words of inspiration to the team (MIP) but I also learned some hard lessons. The first, and probably the most profound, was when I had a sit down with the coach. No, I wasn't the best. In fact, I would probably sit the bench most of the season. No, it didn't matter how hard I worked, I would never measure up. No, you can't cry - you gotta suck it up. For all of the hard work I had ever put into anything else, I had reaped some valuable reward. This reward was not what I had been looking for - it was a very real message that I was part of a team, but I wasn't the best on the team. I think that this lesson, although a big and bitter pill to swallow, was one of the best lessons I learned in my years playing basketball. Sometimes, I won't be the best. But it's sure fun playing on a the best team.
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| THREE-PEAT CHAMPIONS! Posing for pictures after the game. |
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| Celebrating upon our return home... |
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I also have learned some very important lessons from basketball. We should have a good sit down one of these days... my lessons are somewhat different. ha, ha I'm sorry I missed that year, but our senior year was pretty neat too. I love basketball... always have, always will. I'm 30 and still playing every winter and still winning little regional championships here and there with great people. Most people are really surprised when I tell them I didn't play college ball... not something I would have ever heard or imagined from my early beginnings of basketball. ;) I hope I can continue to play until I"m an old lady hobbling out on the court. ;)
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