Week 2: Free Writing

Many of you have probably read a blog pertaining to someone's love of a sport and how it got brought into their life. Therefore, I feel that I should put my two cents in on my love for basketball. Basketball has always been in my family, however it really took off when my dad and uncle decided to play it in high school. They ended up breaking all the records at Cory-Rawson, and then furthered their athletic careers at Bowling Green State University. There, they also made a name for themselves, and after graduating my uncle was actually drafted in the 6th round of the NBA by the Houston Rockets. However, he chose his family over a professional career, which in my opinion was the right choice. Many years later, the word got around that my parents were having another baby Faine. People automatically expected me to be born with these amazing basketball skills, however that was not true. Sure, I had some ball skill, but I was nearly as talented as my father had been. And what made it even harder was the expectations from all of those who knew the "Faine" name. As I began to age, I started to get more and more attached to basketball, and realized why my dad loved it so much. I realized that it's not just a sport, it's a way to show that you're made of greatness, and it's also an outlet for any anger or frustration you might be feeling in your life. Another reason I play the sport, is because it's a way to keep my dad in the game. He was diagnosed with MS in 2006, therefore he can no longer play basketball, let alone move like he used to. So as you can see, I don't just play the sport for me, I play it for my dad, because I know how much he loves the sport. Although I can't give him the ability to play again, I can give him the chance to stay involved in the sport he has loved for so many years.