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Tina had been practicing passing by herself for a while when she heard Nettie offer to practice with her. “Thanks!” she said with a small smile. She caught Nettie's pass, but before she had time to return it, they were moving onto the next thing. What a shame! She gave Nettie an apologetic shrug as she joined her classmates on the bench and fished a pen and notebook out of her bag to take notes. Her heart sank slightly when she learned they would be playing a game. She knew it was coming - what else would they do with this basketball equipment? But even a friendly game made her nervous. She hated losing. She hated making mistakes… and this activity had the potential for both!
Tina already had a basic understanding of basketball, but she still paid careful attention to Professor Stewart. She copied the diagram written on the whiteboard and wrote down practically every word the professor said. She was determined to win this game, and hopefully this information would help her do just that! She was finishing up her notes as Stewart divided them into teams. So she was going to play power forward… okay, she felt reasonably confident about that position.
Tina took a deep breath as she took her position on the court. Don't go out of bounds, don't drop the ball, don't miss any passes or baskets, and definitely don't let your passes get intercepted, she thought. Wow, she never realized how many things could go wrong in a basketball game before! When she played as a kid in muggle school, all she thought about wws having fun, but now, everything was a competition to her.
Tina rushed forward as the ball was thrown into the air, but Team B got to it first. She kept her eyes glued to the ball as it changed hands, waiting for an opportune moment to steal the ball for her team. That opportunity came when Nettie blocked Ewan's pass. Tina ran toward the ball but nearly missed catching it as Nettie's shout startled her. Thankfully, she managed to keep her grip and sprinted in the opposite direction, dribbling the ball as she went. Her dark eyes scanned the area for someone nearer to the basket to pass the ball to, but which pass should she use? She didn't want the ball to get intercepted because of her! After mentally reviewing the defense and passing techniques she practiced earlier, she decided to try a one-handed pass. She brought the ball behind her head and above her shoulder, stepped on her left foot, and threw to one of her teammates, hoping her pass would work.
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |