My basketball team

One of the things I liked more when I was younger was playing basketball. For the few boys that we studied at Salesianas it was the only sport we could practice. I think most of us would have preferred to play football, but the school didn’t give us the option. And, after so many years, I don’t regret because basketball has been one of the best things in my life. I remember the first match we played. It was against the Jesuitas de Caspe. We lost 69-29 I think, but, as they say in Spanish, we ‘won in the offices’ because they only had five players and you need seven in the minutes. I also remember I scored the first two points of my team; a team that became really good through the years. We were in 6th year and we finished that League winning the championship. We won for about 40 points in the final. We were a terrific team. It was easy to play with my actual friends like Marc o Albert and others like David, Jordi, Miguel, Pedro, Jaume, Pepe or Héctor. I remember training and the matches and I miss it, because playing in a team is something special and you learnt a lot of things. I also remember my coach Sergio Albors, he taught us everything and he built a great team. He had bad temper and once he got annoyed after a match that we won 59-2 (they only scored two free throws points). He said we did terrible! Another day he said we were not doing anything, running... We were sweating terrible! We look each other thinking that he was mad. He always tried to get the best of us and I think he did quite well. I also remember the last two matches we played. We had new teammates like Julio, Emilio, Jordi de la Mata or Emilio. We played the final of the school league and we lost that match. We could have won, but a teammate lost the ball in the worst moment. It was our last official match. We tried to carry on, but it wasn’t possible. It was a shame that the school didn’t do an effort, because I think we could have done well and it would have been good for everybody. That team met a year later to play the last match. We all got together to remember Iván, one of our friends who died in October the 16th of 1999. One day I will write about him, but not today. It was a sad day. Basketball has been my sport.  Now I play football with my friends (Marc and Albert are still there after 26 years) and we have fun, but those days in the school, training, playing, loosing and winning where one of the best of my life. Basketball is a great sport and many times I miss not playing it, however, sometimes in your life you have to step forward. I will never forget those days; they bring me great memories and I think all of my teammates will always remember our basketball team.