Ba-boom..... Ba-boom........ Ba-boom! The sound of balls bouncing was music to my ears. I was warming up in a hot, stuffy gym for a basketball tryout. Ba-boom..... Ba-boom.. Swish became the rhythm as I was getting ready. A few minutes later, the coach called us all into a circle. "Let's do a three man weave." He said. I was so nervous because he didn't explain what it was and I wasn't sure if the team did it the way I was used to. As the tryout went on, I found my rhythm. We did 3 on 3 for most of the time. I played my hardest, and tried to do everything that I struggled with. Even though I got a lot of good baskets, I couldn't help but wonder, Am I good enough to play for this team? I quickly pushed this thought out of my head and tried to focus on the game. Still, no matter how hard I tried, that thought was always there, lurking, on the back of my mind. I noticed every little mistake, every tiny detail, and hoped that the coach didn't see it. Still, I kept pushing as hard as I could. After a while, the coach moved me to the 8th grade side for games. I was put on a team, and played my best, but it always felt like my best wasn't hard enough. I didn't get any baskets, and I struggled with getting rebounds. The thought started growing, bigger... bigger. Soon it was all I could think about. Finally, after what felt like forever, it was over. I hurried out of there, hoping I had made a team.
