Fizzle007
April 14th, 2008, 02:38 PM
The Championship Game
“Alright guys, we have…Coach looked at the clock. 11.1 secs left. Chris, That was me. I need you to come off a screen set by Mark. Get a good shot off and we win the championship.”
That was me. Chris Williams. Probably the best high school player in Wisconsin. Bloomfield High School was the team we were facing. Their big man Rashard Smull was on that team and he looked like he wanted to kill me. Tyler Robinson our Forward was inbounding it to our PG, my best friend, Dustin Peters. Dustin got it and wind down the clock to 6 secs. And I came off Mark’s screen and got the ball and planted my feet and let the ball go. It looked good from where I stood. I just watched the ball float in the air. The ball hit the front rim and landed on the court. I actually missed a 3 pointer.
Bloomfield High stormed on to the court and celebrated with the team. Coach Allen couldn’t believe it and neither did my team. Our crowd was stunned that I missed the shot. I thought everyone would kill me but people gave me high five’s and pat on the back’s. I looked up at the crowd. I saw my Mom and my Dad smiling at me while my Mom was crying.
We got to the locker room and we all sat down in disgust and sadness.
“Guy’s I know you guys played your hearts out there. I wish I could have been on the court with you.”
Dustin sat next to me. He kept looking at me expecting I would say something. But I was too mad and depressed to say anything. I know I would get the biggest hug and a kiss from my girlfriend Candice. I hope she wouldn’t call me right now.
“ Chris, Dustin, Mark, Dave, Tyler. You all played good out there. All of you. For you seniors out there, I hope a great future for you.” Coach Allen glanced at me. I was a Senior and had 5 schools interested in me. Arizona, West Virginia, Purdue, my hometown Wisconsin Badgers, and finally the Duke Blue Devils. Coach K was actually in attendance today I heard.
I drove Dustin home and I told him I’ll see him tomorrow. I’m surprised I didn’t get in a car crash while I was driving. I was thinking about too much stuff right now. I got a call from Dad and told him I would be home in 5 minutes.
I got home and my parents and my little brother Kyle were sitting on the couch watching a movie. I put my bags down and joined them.
“Sorry about the loss big bro.”
“Thanks K-Dawg.” Yep. That’s what I called him. K-Dawg.
“Honey, do you want some dinner or are you gonna get some sleep?
“ I think I’ll hit the hay. Good night guys.”
Sh*t. I was tired. That game took a lot out of me. Tomorrow was Saturday and I was supposed to get a phone call from one of the schools. I hope it would be Duke but I would take any college right now.
“Alright guys, we have…Coach looked at the clock. 11.1 secs left. Chris, That was me. I need you to come off a screen set by Mark. Get a good shot off and we win the championship.”
That was me. Chris Williams. Probably the best high school player in Wisconsin. Bloomfield High School was the team we were facing. Their big man Rashard Smull was on that team and he looked like he wanted to kill me. Tyler Robinson our Forward was inbounding it to our PG, my best friend, Dustin Peters. Dustin got it and wind down the clock to 6 secs. And I came off Mark’s screen and got the ball and planted my feet and let the ball go. It looked good from where I stood. I just watched the ball float in the air. The ball hit the front rim and landed on the court. I actually missed a 3 pointer.
Bloomfield High stormed on to the court and celebrated with the team. Coach Allen couldn’t believe it and neither did my team. Our crowd was stunned that I missed the shot. I thought everyone would kill me but people gave me high five’s and pat on the back’s. I looked up at the crowd. I saw my Mom and my Dad smiling at me while my Mom was crying.
We got to the locker room and we all sat down in disgust and sadness.
“Guy’s I know you guys played your hearts out there. I wish I could have been on the court with you.”
Dustin sat next to me. He kept looking at me expecting I would say something. But I was too mad and depressed to say anything. I know I would get the biggest hug and a kiss from my girlfriend Candice. I hope she wouldn’t call me right now.
“ Chris, Dustin, Mark, Dave, Tyler. You all played good out there. All of you. For you seniors out there, I hope a great future for you.” Coach Allen glanced at me. I was a Senior and had 5 schools interested in me. Arizona, West Virginia, Purdue, my hometown Wisconsin Badgers, and finally the Duke Blue Devils. Coach K was actually in attendance today I heard.
I drove Dustin home and I told him I’ll see him tomorrow. I’m surprised I didn’t get in a car crash while I was driving. I was thinking about too much stuff right now. I got a call from Dad and told him I would be home in 5 minutes.
I got home and my parents and my little brother Kyle were sitting on the couch watching a movie. I put my bags down and joined them.
“Sorry about the loss big bro.”
“Thanks K-Dawg.” Yep. That’s what I called him. K-Dawg.
“Honey, do you want some dinner or are you gonna get some sleep?
“ I think I’ll hit the hay. Good night guys.”
Sh*t. I was tired. That game took a lot out of me. Tomorrow was Saturday and I was supposed to get a phone call from one of the schools. I hope it would be Duke but I would take any college right now.