How I Proved I Was The Best Athlete
When I was at the age of 10 or 11, I was clearly the best on all of my sports teams, in all of the three major sports; baseball, football, and basketball. I had been a standout since I was 4 or 5 years old. I was told I could be the next Babe Ruth. The problem was, that when I hit puberty, I dropped out of all sports more or less; besides basketball. I always had a love for the game, partly because I could just go out in my driveway as a kid and practice anytime I wanted. It made sense that I would have found that the easiest sport to play once I got into organized sports. One big reason why I did not follow my dreams, is because at puberty, I started sweating like crazy. It would get in my eyes and burn. When I was playing football and I put the pads on, I only lasted one day. I knew I was the best player out there, I had already proved it in “rag tag” football. When all was said and done, I found myself at 24 years old, and contemplating what I wanted to do with my life. I started slowly practicing at the basketball courts around town to see if I could prove to myself I was still the best. By the time I was twenty-six, I was ready to claim my superiority back on the basketball court, even though I was barely 6’0 tall. Although I was tall enough to play center back when I was younger, now I knew that I would have to be limited to playing point guard!
How I Went About It
The first thing I did after I convinced myself that I was good enough to be point guard, at least in the CBA, I found out when and where the nearest tryout was going to be held. You were allowed to walk onto a tryout. I had been practicing mostly 1 on 1 or 2 on 2 games. I played a little full court, but not enough to be able to walk on to a CBA team (my first mistake). When I got to the tryout, I did great, and dominated the court, but I gave out of gas, quick. I decided I was going to give the next tryout 100%, and that was going to be held in Oklahoma City, but unfortunately I never made it to that tryout. I had some personal problems which prevented me from attending that tryout, and I eventually gave the dream up.
With Sports; “It’s Never Too Late,” Doesn’t Apply
I realized that it would have been possible to make that CBA team at the first tryout had I been in tip-top shape. It is never too late if you are in your twenties; it is possible to walk on to a pro team, although it would be the minor leagues at first, if for some reason you missed your college years! Don’t let anyone say you are too old (unless you are in already in your thirties). If you knew you still have the talent at twenty-eight, don’t let them say you are too old! You have a chance to make it. Everyone ages differently. Personally, if I was to be drafted today, at fifty, I could make a huge splash with a team in the NBA, at least for one season. Now that would be something wouldn’t it?