When I was younger I played on a basketball team for our church. My parents pretty much made me play because I really didn't like it. Why? Well, first off I am super petite...so slam dunking is totally out of the question...second, I have awful sense of direction (we will get to this in a minute) and thirdly, I don't like having a ball thrown at me-since more often than not it ended up hitting me in the face. Now, to get back to that awful sense of direction-during one game I was suddenly thrown the ball by one of my team members...it was a huge deal since I really wasn't any good. So when I got the ball I RAN as fast as my little feet could go to the opposing teams basket....I could hear everyone in the stands screaming....and I tried for a basket and GOT IT! The crowd went wild....that was until I could make out why. I had totally went the wrong direction...I had scored in my teams basket. DUH! I am not even sure that basketball goal systems are even designed for that kind of mess up. Needless to say it made for a great story...though embarrassing at the time!
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