So, this is another basketball post. The difference between this one and the others is that this is the last basketball post.
Last week is my final and my last high school basketball competition. It's the fourth PSMTI Cup and my school came out as the first place once again (we lost last year and got the second place).
Basketball was the BEST thing that could happen in my life.
Let me tell you, it has bring so much joy and happiness to my life. But it wasn't easy. I thought about quitting, I was even a breath away from quitting. But I love basketball so much that I didn't. There's a lot of ups and downs, there are times where I feel like I can't do it anymore and I feel so helpless, but it's worth it.
I remember my first tournament, and how good it feels when I win. I remember my second tournament, and how horrible it feels to lose. I remember the trainings I did for competitions, I remember all the twisted ankles and fingers and knees, I remember all the laughter and cries, the anger, frustration and disappointment. I remember being on the regionals, and how hellish the training is. It still blows my mind away on how I was able to make it to the regionals. I remember the fun I had, the things I did with my team mates, the win and the lose, how we accepted them and how we didn't have any regrets because we did our best.
I'm glad I got to experience the good and bad things basketball has given to my life. I spent most of my high school life playing basketball and my life revolves around it. Basketball is a huge part and definitely the highlight of my teenage life, the friends and joy and laugh and feelings it brought me is incredible and I will never be able to forget them. It has been a really wonderful experience. But, just like how all good things is, it also must come to an end.
It's time to move on.
This is my last time playing basketball and my last championship as this is my final year in high school and I need to face exams, and I'm happy and proud and grateful that I choose to play basketball. I gave my best and I didn't regret anything. But despite quitting, I will always love basketball from the deepest part of my heart and I will always be that girl who fell in love with basketball.
It all started with a dream, a passion, a pair of shoes. And it ended with victory.
I made it count.
This is why I play.
With love,
Theresa.