a game against preston

Being so nervous for my very first basket ball game in my entire life. i hoped to get over it soon on the bus but the sick feeling of knowing i was totally going to screw up the whole game for everyone never soothed. soon as we got there seventh grade made their way to court and started to play. as the quarters flew past soon it was our turn to take the court. after the seventh grade won we knew that we would win. soon the buzzer buzzed for the game to start soon the the ball was in the basket but no the soda's but Preston's. too many fouls called on soda when only three out of nine where real fouls the refs kept blowing they're whistle on soda. never being played in the game i stood on the side lines with my heart racing with the clock. soon the last quarter was over and the score was tied. both teams made it possible to have three overtimes. soon the refs called they're last call on us during penalty shots when nothing was wrong. nobody saw my good friend Meghan gentry step on the line but we all know that we wouldn't have lost by 53 to 52 that day because of that call.