I’m going up for a shot then this big tall girl comes and, slaps my hand. She knocks the ball away from me. “BUZZ!” I hear the little cork ball inside the whistle bouncing around. I hear the referee call the foul in the big tall girl. She gets really mad and stomps off the court and sits down. I look up quickly at the scour board. I need to make this free throw to win this game. I line up on the free throw line take a step back. Take a deep breath, I hear the crowed yelling and, screaming at me, but I tune them out.
I concentrate on the rim really hard. I get the ball dribble it a couple times; I bring it up by my chest look at the rim one last time. I bring my arms past my head as far up as they can go. At the same time as I bring up my arms up, I go on my tippy toes. Then I flick my wrist, and when all of this is happening I do not take my eyes off the rim. I watch the ball go through the air in to the hoop. Then hear the ball swoosh against the net. Then the crowed goes wild, and starts screaming. My team members start jumping and screaming.
My team members that are on the court give me high fives and tell me good job. We get back on defense; I saw that they were going to throw the ball to number 11. So I hurried and run to her right as soon as they threw the ball to her. I stole the ball from her. I turned around and looked at the rim and shoot the ball. I watched the ball go through the air. I looked away and I hear the ball rub against the net.
