Oct. 10, 2006 - What do you think of this story I'm writing for english?
The Shot
"Everybody go run 3 laps!" Yelled Coach Jordan.
So the other girls and I ran around the basketball court 3 times. When we got back he talked to us about why we lost all of the other games. This time, we wanted to win. But it wasn't just any game- it was the game to get us into the city chapions and if we won that we would go on to state and then national. Nobody, not even me, thought we, the Madators, were going to win. The only way to do that is to practice until we puke.
My basketball team practices on mondays, tuesdays, thursdays, fridays, and sometimes even sundays. It's not that my basketball team is bad, it's just that we don't try or really care. Most of the girls had to take baketball to support our school.
I put on my basketball uniform and got in the car. My mom and dad drove me to the game against Lamar, the toughest team in Austin. My team would of never expected what happened that night and neither would of anyone else.
The shot was up to me. It was how the coach planned it. 6 seconds left in the 4th quarter, a close game- 25-26. Lindsey passed it in to me and I ran down the court.
"SHOOT!!!"
The ball hit the backboard and swirled around the rim.
Everybody was cheering on our side but it hadn't gone in yet. We all thought it was going to go in.
It hit the side and went out with 2 seconds left. I jumped back up, rebounded the ball, and swished it in. I won the game!
"YEAH!!!!!"
sSo what did you think?
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