By: Justin Beckrow
I Bounce on the court,
With the score all tied up,
Your hands wrapped tightly around me,
As though I am solid gold.
The crowd inhales one great deep breath.
Goosebumps start to appear
On my leathery orange skin.
Thinking about nothing
… except the hoop,
With the red rim.
Lifted to your head,
I take flight,
Soaring through the air,
And swoosh through the net.
The home crowd immediately stands up and cheers.
The players hold me up to the sky celebrating an amazing finish.
I had won the game for the team.
I felt excited and supreme,
So proud I am the star of the game.
The feeling that I picture is like,
Becoming the center of the universe.