Starting to play the Buzzerbeater basketball manager online game, the idea arose to create a story about players, their goals, past, successes, and failures. The stories will be as different as you are and the people around you.
The stories are likely to captivate not only those who are interested in sports and basketball but also looking for inspiring motivation for everyday life.
The five-year-old Ronald got his first basketball ball under the bushes of the apartment house. Abandoned, there lay an orange ball, a little soft but it didn't matter to the boy. As the youngest of four brothers, he rarely had new belongings, usually torn and abraded by his brothers.
There was a basketball basket in an equally deplorable condition next to it, welded metal bars, and a twisted chain net. The hoop was so springy if you dont hit it perfectly into the metal hole, the ball could fly far away to the parking lot. The rough asphalt that served as area coverage was only slightly better than the car driveway on the other side of the square.
No matter how bad things looked to an adult, but for five-year-old Ronald saw a perfectly smooth parquet with the Chicago Bulls symbol in the middle. The surrounding houses were like crowded stands, and the benches on the green grass were reserve chairs, from which the team members could be cheered. The defining moment of the game has come, the ball is in the hands of none other than Ronald, the undisputed leader of his team. The watch shows the last seconds, Ronald goes to the basket, stops and throws.
The litter did not reach the hoop, but it did not diminish the boy's determination to play the situation again, then again and then again, until the litter dropped successfully from the bottom of the basket itself through the net of metal chains. The boy jumped as high as his legs could.
The boy did not stop with the success of one litter, followed by another, and when at least eight of the ten litters were successful. The games had to end a well-known woman's voice "Ronald, come home" was heard. She sounded a little angry, perhaps because the boy had promised to return home quickly, but perhaps because the sun was barely shining at this hour?
To be continued....
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