It was the final game of the season, and the score was tied with only a few seconds left on the clock. I had the ball in my hands and was sprinting towards the basket. The crowd was roaring, and my heart was pounding. I had a clear shot at the basket, but as I got closer, I saw my teammate, Jack, standing wide open under the basket.
As I got closer, I heard Jack shout, "Pass me the ball!" I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should take the shot or pass to Jack. But then, I remembered what my coach had said earlier in the game, "Basketball is a team sport. Always look for the open man."
I quickly made my decision and passed the ball to Jack. When he answered my question earlier about whether or not he was ready, I knew what I had to do next. Jack caught the ball and made a quick layup, scoring the winning basket just as the buzzer sounded.
The crowd erupted into cheers, and my teammates rushed over to congratulate Jack and me. It was a team effort, and we had all played our part in the victory. As we walked off the court, I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction, knowing that I had made the right decision.
The rest of the night was a blur of celebration and excitement. We had worked so hard all season, and it had all paid off in that final game. And as I looked around at my teammates, I knew that passing that open layup had been the defining moment of the game, and maybe even the season.
*IG:whis.sama_ent