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Victory: A Basketball Story

Author: Zabriel
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This is an essay I wrote for my 11th Grade English class that people seemed to enjoy, and requested that I post somewhere online. This is the final draft as I turned it in.

Hope you all enjoy it.

Victory: A Basketball Story

As the last few seconds ticked by, the roaring of the fans grew to an unprecedented volume and the “Lady Panthers” could feel the adrenaline rushing through their bodies as they raced down the court to score the final basket of the game, giving them a two point lead, and victory over the opposing team.

Or so I would imagine. At that particular moment in time yours truly had not fully regained consciousness. Keeping with my standard practices, I spent the bulk of that Saturday in that blissful altered state known as sleep. Perhaps I didn’t sleep lately enough to miss the entire game, but certainly enough to be unable to even entertain the thought of viewing the game live. The possibility of listening to the game on the radio didn’t even cross my mind. Honestly, I was completely unaware that the girls had even won until one Andrew Fitzhugh expressed his rather extreme displeasure with the pep assembly that took place on Sunday, and not being able to start rehearsal until the ceremony had finished. (Actually, I would not have known that they even made it to the championship if I hadn’t received a phone call from the church requesting prayers for safe travel for the girls on Saturday. Come to think of it, I forgot about that too. But they all got home in one piece, so it looks like the others got that covered.)

Saturday was rather unmemorable. The whole weekend is sort of a blur to me. I seem to recall idly surfing the internet and talking on my cell phone more than any human ever should. The events of Saturday are rather inconsequential, but I do recall some late night musings that weren’t limited to the weekend itself, but took place a number of times before, since, and during.

I remember making a few journal entries, though those were on Monday I believe. They will stick with me for quite some time. Recently I have been thinking quite a lot about a great many things. I discussed some of these topics with a pen pal from the New England area, and a few others that evade my memory at the moment. The topics we didn’t get to, or the ones I felt uncomfortable sharing with her, I wrote at great length about in my LiveJournal, which I realize she is quite capable of reading because it’s on a large blog site, and free for all to view. I won’t delve into those subjects at the moment, because I recognize the fact that I still have another year and a half to survive in a certain teacher’s English class, and am already veering away from the topic at hand. I will say this however; the musings and epiphanies I had over this particular weekend really put things in perspective. The results of a game, even a state championship game, were the last thing on my mind.

I really haven’t got much to say, positive or negative, on the subject. I am, of course, happy for the girls, but beyond that I can’t honestly say that I’ve got many feelings on the subject. When I stop and consider some of the issues affecting myself in specific and the world in general, writing about a basketball game seems rather frivolous. I could be spending my time writing on a subject a little more worthwhile. I could be changing, if not the world, at least one person’s perspective on a certain topic, making the world a little bit of a better place to live. I suppose the damage is done, and I will use my own time to write about important topics. But, not as I will, but as thou wilt.

But, please be aware that I by no means wish to downplay their achievements. I am happy for them, I truly am. How could I not be happy for the best basketball team in the state, especially if it’s made up of my classmates? Their achievements are amazing, but that’s exactly what this victory was; their achievement. I had no part in this season; neither did the fans, radio announcers, or teachers. When it all boils down, the girls, and the coach stand alone. I think that it’s wonderful that they won, and that they’re all extremely talented, but for me, what took place at the Breslin Center that day will always be just another basketball game.

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  I like it, I like it a lot. I really need to read the thesaurus more often, words like "delve" and "blissful altered state" make your essay so much more intelligent. I thought at the point where you began talking about emails and LiveJournal that you were going quite off topic, but then you veered it smoothly back to "the subject at hand." The last sentence is a great way to close: "that day will always be just another basketball game." One thing I noticed this time is that your introductory paragraph is that it is one lllooonnnggg sentence. But I love the scenario, and I didn't really notice it before. Anyway, I'm glad you posted this!

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