Personal Narrative: The Game Of Basketball

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I believe basketball has made me into the person I am today and taught me many valuable lessons along the way. I have always been upset when people say,”basketball is just a game.” I believe that basketball is so much more than a game and if you listen, it can teach anyone a lot about anything. Having played and watched basketball all my life I was hooked at a very young age. I’ve always loved the game of basketball more than anything. The one thing I hate more than anything is losing. The only thing that is worse than losing is showing good sportsmanship to the winning team. Over time I’ve learned such a simple thing as how to be a good sport from the game of basketball. Basketball doesn’t just teach you how to act after a game.
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