The shots don't seem to be falling, even close up. I don't feel in total control of myself anymore. Why is this happening to me? Have I been separated from basketball for too long?
I remember the time when I could cut through anybody. No one could stop me. Get in front of me and that's it. You're getting a shot in the face or you're gonna be following my shadow. Swoosh, that sound so sweet when the ball hits the bottom of the basket. I miss all those times. I could afford to be cocky on the court as nobody could prove me wrong.
This Wednesday is the Youth Cup. Please, God. I ask for your mercy and bless me with my past skills. I want to shine this year. It's my last year in the cup. I want to win. I want to give my all for my team and for victory. I don't understand what's happening to me. I don't usually take that long to regain my form. Something is wrong. Heavenly Father, please guide me during the game.
I won't pray for 50 points, nor last minute buzzer beaters. I just pray that everyone on the court will play their best and be kept safe at all time. That's the only thing I ask for. Please let everybody enjoy the game, no matter win or lose.
I have waited 2 years for this moment. Why do I see it as a threat to me? I want to play well.
I shall put all thoughts aside. My ego, pride and selfishness aside. I shall play for my team. I shall do everything it takes for the win. Heavenly Father, please give me strength and courage to pull this off. It's my last cup. I want to shine...
