Playing basketball composition

Last night, I went to Shuangliu Middle School to play basketball as usual.

Come to the familiar basketball court and start shooting. I lifted the ball, aimed it at basketball frame, threw it up hard, let go of my hand, and the ball immediately "ran" to the ball frame like lightning. Ha! Not biased or inclined, in!

At first, there were very few people, and it was easy to vote. Later, many people won, and I was miserable! Because there are many people, there are four or five basketballs in a box, which makes me change boxes twice in a row. I use four basketballs to shoot under the box, but I must be careful. Especially when picking up the ball, I have to hide the ball and find it myself. Otherwise, the naughty basketball will hit me mercilessly when I am not paying attention, which really seems to be walking through the bullets. I dodged, took the opportunity to vote, and finally got two.

After playing and playing, I felt something hit my stomach. Alas, it turned out to be a naughty basketball. Fortunately, the ball came from a distance, and it hit me at the end of a strong bow, which didn't hurt much. This is a great misfortune. Just after a small disaster, another small disaster hit me. I feel a ball hitting my head. Cover it with your hand. Just then, a basketball hit me on the head. Fortunately, a hand protected me, otherwise, I would be hit by a big blue bag!

After I finished playing, I sighed and said, "The goal of playing basketball today has changed, from' pitching' to' dodging'." "

Perhaps, I have a subtle feeling for basketball.

I am not as enthusiastic as boys, because I can no longer run around the court with boys, stand in the same basket and grab the ball with them and score as expected. So, although my love for basketball still exists, I never really played basketball again.

Unlike some girls who are so "crazy" and like idolization, she likes basketball and fast, but she doesn't like fast. When she likes it, she takes NBA magazines all day to catch up on common sense and asks, are you going to play ball? When you don't like it, you don't care about basketball anymore.

I think my love for basketball may be a little "moderate" and a little "unclear". Maybe this is not love at all.

The first fantasy of basketball is to watch the cartoon "Slam Dunk". I used to fantasize that I could have Hanamichi Sakuragi's shrewdness, Rukawa Kaede's smartness when playing, and Mitsui Hisashi's average level when shooting. Although it turns out that I'm glad I didn't dribble twice, I have no strength to lift the ball above my head with my hands and shoot it with my wrist. So all I can do is shoot an empty gun and throw my regrets into the air to comfort myself.

At that time, I simply thought playing ball was very chic.

Later, neighbors and friends began to play basketball in the open space of the new village. There is no basketball court. A 5-meter-wide road is used as the length of the court, but the width is about 6 meters. A hole in the wall is used as a basket, and volleyball and rubber balls are often used instead. This kind of "mini" stadium plays the second dribble and takes the "mini basketball".

At that time, I was young and could only shoot.

When I grow up, I will be proficient in rackets, and I joined their team. Older boys have all learned to "walk", so I naturally know "walk". Therefore, I would rather fight for the ball than take one more step. So I often have "second luck". I didn't know it at that time. I enjoyed playing our own basketball with them.

Later, everyone began to be troubled by their studies. After another session, they lined up and withdrew from such a childlike basketball game one by one. I didn't say goodbye to this day until I entered junior high school that year. I once asked my playmates if there would be "no successor" here. They said no, no, and I said, "Look, there are no new members to join." A boy pointed to the youngest of us: "Well, Yiyi's sister." I shook my head: "The girl can't count on it." He said, "Are you a woman, too?" "Have you seen the second crazy girl who plays basketball with boys like me?" He shook his head and added, "Yes."

I think that subtle feeling may come from this!

Physical education class can play basketball in junior high school. At first, there were girls who had the same hobbies as me, but more girls were afraid when they saw basketball. They passed the ball to her and never dared to catch it directly. They won't dare to play basketball again until the ball bounces off the ground. If you fall, it will make everyone go to the infirmary in fear, and a good basketball will completely spoil the fun. Later, everyone simply said don't touch that guy.

So, alone, I reluctantly stopped "touching that guy" Just occasionally borrow a boy's basketball to clap a few times. Cast a few glances when passing by the school stadium, I don't know whether it is envy or loss. The unforgettable "mini-basketball" was really lost one year later because there was no successor.

In fact, I know I know little about basketball, but I still like it. Boys in our class often go to play outside the school. That day, I was in a huge motorcade. A boy actually smiled and asked me, "Do you want to play ball together?" I said, "Forget it, I'm going to be a burden to you." They always like to talk loudly about basketball, stars. I think listening to them and watching them play ball games is enough to satisfy my childhood fantasy.

I firmly believe that basketball is a game for the brave. I am not brave enough and my physique doesn't meet the requirements of a basketball player, so I can only like it, but I can't love it.