I Got Next

Well. Just like humans, I started off at nothing. I had no form, I can't even do a between the legs dribble! And I was just a little kid, so I thought to myself "I'm going to be the Greatest! This going to be really easy!"

Well I actually lied. It was really tough, I was just a little kid, so I haven't understood how cold and cruel this world is.

After having some confidence, I went to the park and hoop in the nearest court. I asked a couple of kids for some 1v1, I had confidence and thought I was going to win.

But it was the complete opposite, I lost miserably the score was 3-11. I thought to myself "Why? I trained for 2 days?! And I still lost?!" I was disappointed and went on home while the kids I fought were yelling "You trash yo!! You have no future in basketball!" After I heard that, I clenched my fist and starter running away.

I went to my room crying, thinking "Why does this have to happen to me? I trained really hard!!" and of course I was just a kid and I didn't know that 2 days training isn't enough. I was really disappointed in myself, then my mother came into the room and told me "What's going with you? Did something happen?" I replied "I trained really hard ! And I still look weak!" I poured all my thoughts to my mother. My mother told me "Oh baby, 2 days of training isn't enough. You have to keep going, no matter how hard it gets. If you really want to get stronger, no one will stop you from doing so!"

So after what she told me, I felt something that I've never felt before. It felt like I want to grind, train. Because of that I put on my shoes and went to the same court. The same kids were there but it seems like they were just goofing off. As soon as they saw me they told me "Aye! Why did you come back? I thought I told you, you have no future in basketball?!" I replied "Aye man, you can't tell what you think! Because I'm going to make sure you eat your words!" . "Whatever man" he said.

I started grinding. I dribbled the ball like it's the end of the world.I kept on shooting the ball like my life depended on It. I did it For 1 month. One day I went on the court I happen to saw the same kids I fought back then and yelled at them "Aye! You want a rematch?" and then they laughed at me thinking I wanted to just lose again. "You guys keep laughing while I destroy you on 1v1" I said to them. They agreed to play and I tossed them the ball. I instantly did a crossover, because I want to beat them really badly. He was surprised. And chased me "When did they become slow?" I thought to myself that because they used to be faster than me. So because of that I stepped back and he stumbled. The people who were watching was like "Ohhh damn". I was shocked when He stumbled. I was about to laugh, but I took the game seriously and went to the hoop and layed the ball in. He said "You got lucky right there!" after 12 minutes I won and he only scored 2 points. He was embarrassed and disappointed. I left the court and told him "Good game man". While I was walking home I felt great. It feels so good,but I needed more. I was still hungry to get stronger so I keep on training, grinding for 3 years. I'm now in middle school. And I wanted to play for the school's team so I asked the coach...

"𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺?"