Why is it important to be to on time? You hear lots of people say they are going to be fashionable late, and that must be the cool thing to do. Well sorry to say it is not. Here are a couple of good reason that you should be on time:
In case things start or happen earlier than planned, to be polite, to show that you care, show your dependability and this employers like, also so you don't have to right a blog about being on time.
These are just a few reasons, but there are still many more important ones as well
Monday, September 21, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Buzzer Beater
It was last winter during my senior year in high school. I was apart of the basketball program in my school (Mount Ayr) and a lot of people had high expectations for our team because we had played together for so long and we had a new coach the year before. We had just started our season and were doing ok by winning our first two games then had a close lost to our rival. We came back and won an easy game then lost to a team that we should have beat easily. Everyone was now feeling really down about how the season might turn out now if we lost to a easy team and to make matters worse we had a pretty tough opponent coming up that had really improved over the years by getting new kids to there school, East Union.
There was a lot riding on this game because if we could come back with a win it would show a lot about our team especially with East Union supposedly to be one of the top contending teams in our conference that year. So with the game starting it was a close battle the whole time, both teams going back and forth. They would get ahead a couple points then we would make a run and get ahead again. Going into half time there was only a couple points separating us. With such a tight game it wasn't long into the third quarter that fouls started to take a toll on me and my fellow team mates as well as the other team. We had to be more cautious and had to dig into our depth chart.
When the fourth quarter came around it was still close an everyone was playing there hearts out. I had just got subbed out cause I was tired when one of my friends got his fifth foul and the coach put me back in. I was tired already from playing a lot of the game, but this close of a game gave me a ton of adrenaline and I found a second wind. Back and forth we went till East Union had the ball and ran some clock out and hit a huge shot to put them ahead by one point with only twelve seconds left. We instantly called a time out and coach drew up a play that was going to hopefully work were I would get the ball then run down and try and hit the high low look. There was a lot of pressure on my shoulders to get the ball inside an hopefully win the game. With the ball inbounded I ran down the court and started to perform the play, but to my horrific view they were face guarding the post so intensely I would have never got the pass in, being freaked out I passed the ball quickly to the side, but got it straight back from the younger player, so I took charge. I drove to the only place I could, towards the right half, and felt instinct that cant be describe and put up a jump shot right over a defenders tall hands. What seemed like slow motion after the shot was the most amazing feeling of my life as the ball went into the net with a whoosh and the buzzer going off as we had won the game. I could help but jump around and yell as I had hit the winning shot. There is no feeling like that.
There was a lot riding on this game because if we could come back with a win it would show a lot about our team especially with East Union supposedly to be one of the top contending teams in our conference that year. So with the game starting it was a close battle the whole time, both teams going back and forth. They would get ahead a couple points then we would make a run and get ahead again. Going into half time there was only a couple points separating us. With such a tight game it wasn't long into the third quarter that fouls started to take a toll on me and my fellow team mates as well as the other team. We had to be more cautious and had to dig into our depth chart.
When the fourth quarter came around it was still close an everyone was playing there hearts out. I had just got subbed out cause I was tired when one of my friends got his fifth foul and the coach put me back in. I was tired already from playing a lot of the game, but this close of a game gave me a ton of adrenaline and I found a second wind. Back and forth we went till East Union had the ball and ran some clock out and hit a huge shot to put them ahead by one point with only twelve seconds left. We instantly called a time out and coach drew up a play that was going to hopefully work were I would get the ball then run down and try and hit the high low look. There was a lot of pressure on my shoulders to get the ball inside an hopefully win the game. With the ball inbounded I ran down the court and started to perform the play, but to my horrific view they were face guarding the post so intensely I would have never got the pass in, being freaked out I passed the ball quickly to the side, but got it straight back from the younger player, so I took charge. I drove to the only place I could, towards the right half, and felt instinct that cant be describe and put up a jump shot right over a defenders tall hands. What seemed like slow motion after the shot was the most amazing feeling of my life as the ball went into the net with a whoosh and the buzzer going off as we had won the game. I could help but jump around and yell as I had hit the winning shot. There is no feeling like that.
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