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Basketball Poem
I am from making every shot in warm up
To bricking every shot in the game
Not reading the play and the ball flying out of bounds
Swatting the ball instead of grabbing the rebound
I am from holding the ball at the line then getting your quad pulled in a pick
Getting dogged on by Vanilla Shaq
To blank looks after saying “tops or nones”
Being the defender of the year and 30th ranked offense
Forgetting everything I did at practice and looking like a clown
Hating the one thing that gets no attention the Backboard
Wanting every shot hoping to swish in and missing the rim entirely
From not knowing to getting around my defender and getting the ball stolen from behind
To my team not calling the pick and forgetting to say “switch”
A lefty shooting with his right hand his whole life until three weeks ago
Yeah the form is broken
Double rims don’t help either
Watching the best and warming the bench
I am from backpack shots
To “how did that go in”
I am from streetball trash
To getting picked last
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This is a sum of all of my memories I have had playing basketball throughout my life