Winning the state title was one of the most thrilling experiences one could ever imagine. A new feeling was invented for me on the most beautiful day a basketball play would hope to ever live. The thriving passion I had to lead my team to victory was all I could depend on every second I was on that court.
             I remember waking up that morning. A sudden shock of excitement hit me the minute I opened my eyes. I laid there for a while, noticing every sting of nervous feelings that came about. Opening the door to leave my satisfyingly spacious room felt as if I was opening more than just that door. "If I could just win the state championship game", I thought to myself, "A door to many other doors would open for me as well. That morning, I had more than just school to get ready for. I found myself having to also prepare for whether or not my whole life of basketball would finally pay off. My growing anticipation caused for an ever so heavy knot in the back of my throat, as I tried to gulp down my nervousness with a glass of generic, yet delicious orange juice. The anticipation also made for a quiet ride to school. My girlfriend picked me up to take me. She was promptly on time and beautiful as always. On the other hand, I was unable to concentrate on her beauty as I would always do. She went on and on about how proud she was of me and how I would do well. All I could do was just look at her and smile. Finally, after the quickest fifteen minutes I had ever experienced, we arrived at the school. It was as if I was at a place I had never seen before. I struggled to gather myself enough to get out of the car. The temperature outside was no less than perfect. It was a perfectly beautiful day to win the state championship. As I was walking into the school building, I began to notice eager faces. Like a balloon, it popped into my suddenly pressured mind that I was on my way to play the last basketball game I would...