The Missed Shot
a waterfall of sweat
pours down my forehead
into my eyes
the loud noises fall
into the background
and eventually hear them no more
my heartbeat
my shoes
the ball
i cease breathing
and all of my concentration
is focused on winning
four second count
the ball is inbounded
six heartbeats
four steps
i am passed to
jump
and the defender blocks my shot
four heartbeats
three steps
recovery
i pull back on a single foot
launch
i find myself in a movie
this is unreal
front of the rim to the back
and the ball rolls out
bouncing to the floor
the buzzer echoes
i feel the scream inside
but hold back the tear
i walk to the locker room head down
the others' spirits are high
a fellow player pats me on the shoulder
'cheer up, we won'
i remained silent
'maybe you'll get to play again'
i held back the tear again
i lost
no one understands what
it is like to be last string
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