Cornerstone Community Church, San Jose Ca

I was sad because we lost the game, but that wasn't the saddest part of the moment. What was even harder to take than the loss was the fact that it was my last high school basketball game. I realized I would still play many more games in my life just for fun, but I knew that once I took off my high school uniform it would never be the same. So I just sat there in our locker room for the longest time, almost afraid to peel off my sweaty jersey with the name of our school and the number I had worn for three years. And when I finally did take off my uniform and headed for the showers, it felt like someone I loved had died. My basketball career was over. The final buzzer that day was the final buzzer on a very special part of my life. ...