Today was my daughter’s first basketball game of the season. And, as I wrote yesterday, I promised that I would cheer loud and clear for her and her team. It turns out, they would need all the help they could get.
Even before the game started, you could tell we would need the help. Our sea of 4 bright green jerseys was swallowed by the other team’s sea of 10 gray jerseys. We did not have enough players to play the game. My daughter was so excited to play that I didn’t want her hopes dashed simply because 4 out of her 10 teammates showed up (to be fair, it is Spring Break and some families may be traveling). It turns out her hopes wouldn’t be because one girl from the other team graciously offered to play with our team as the 5th player. I was then worried that since there were only 5 girls, they would need to play the entire game and therefore, be extremely tired. Though they were tired, it turned out to be a really great first game.
Our family made up about 1/3 of the spectators that came to the game today. I was so grateful that my sister, who is visiting from San Diego with her daughter, got to watch my daughter play today. I was hoping that with the extra family in the audience, my daughter would do her best and give us all a reason to cheer (not that I needed one).
Ultimately, she did great. She scored 6 baskets and had some really awesome assists. Her defense could have been better, but for a shy girl who is learning how to be aggressive, I was still so very proud of her. We all cheered as loud as we could for her and the rest of her team.
They lost by 6 points, but when we reached the car, she was grinning from ear to ear. “Mom!” she yelled, “I scored 12 points today! That’s 6 baskets! That’s more than I’ve ever scored before!” I was so glad she chose to focus on the good today rather than all that went wrong. She set a great example for others who attended the game as well. And that made me even more proud.