I want to be an NBA basketball player. For the past two months, I’ve practiced every day for four and a half hours: two hours dribbling, two hours shooting, and one hour running to improve my physicality. Even with that dedication, I still feel very far from playing professionally.
Yesterday, I played one-on-one against a professional player who is also my friend, and I lost very badly. It made the distance feel real. I have to work and take care of my child, so I can’t give basketball every part of my life, even though I want to. My father was an NBA player, and I loved watching him play. I love everything about basketball, and I also know that it can make people rich. I’m trying to hold all of that—the love, the family connection, the dream, and the feeling that I may still be far away.
I want to be an NBA basketball player. For the past two months, I’ve practiced every day for four and a half hours: two hours dribbling, two hours shooting, and one hour running to improve my physicality. Even with that dedication, I still feel very far from playing professionally.
Yesterday, I played one-on-one against a professional player who is also my friend, and I lost very badly. It made the distance feel real. I have to work and take care of my child, so I can’t give basketball every part of my life, even though I want to. My father was an NBA player, and I loved watching him play. I love everything about basketball, and I also know that it can make people rich. I’m trying to hold all of that—the love, the family connection, the dream, and the feeling that I may still be far away.
