Basketball

I play church basketball and consider myself to be an average player. However, without another player and I, my team would be completely lost. Today I got very angry. So today in basketball I scored 4 points but only 3 of them counted because of a little issue with someone stepping over the free throw line before they were supposed to (which made me really mad). That's just the beginning.Then this girl of no small size hit me really hard. I think she was running, couldn't stop in time when she saw me, so her half of her body plus her elbow hits me in my side and it hurt like crap. Then my brother thought I was bleeding and I wasn't, thank goodness. I am glad I did not cry although I was very close to it, it hurt soooo bad. However, some girls had to go and tell my little sister that I was crying out of frustration. She tries to tell them, "no, Bianka doesn't cry when she's frustrated, I know my sister better than you." But no, the girl insists she's right and then Leah gets mad at her because she knows I don't cry when I'm frustrated. (If you ask me, crying when you're frustrated is just ridiculous.) Besides, I wasn't even crying. I was trying to breathe and had difficulty doing so but I didn't cry. So I sit out for a while, trying to breath and get a voice back. Then I go back in for the last ten minutes of the game and with six minutes left in the game, I sprained my ankle. I jumped to knock a ball out of the opposite team's hand and my foot landed sideways. It really hurt but I still played the game however not running as much but trying to do my best. Overall our game just wasn't great. We had some good shots, though not a lot made it in the actual basket but our defense stunk. So today was not a really good day and our basketball game was terrible but I'm still alive so I suppose that's good news.