There is No I in Team: Sports from a Not So Sporty Person
The idea of sports, whether they were on the TV, or just playing a good old classic game of football, overall, just the concept of sports, in general, has always been foreign, and I have ever had a somewhat dysfunctional experience with playing games as well. Especially from a young age back in Highschool and the chaotic mess that is called middle school. I was the mix of nerdy, shy, and who was (and still is) quite the considerable bookworm kid who was always picked last for any sport that requires a set of two teams or even for any other game. Those instances had ever done some considerable damage to my self-confidence even today, as an awkward youngster struggling to find a community to fit herself into, to not stand out from the crowd. After all, we are all human beings, we all want to be well-liked, its only human nature. I just only wish I could tell myself then not really to care what others think. The idea of playing sports is more along the lines of being around a community, playing along with just a group of friends, who do not care about who is good at what activity, or who do you like more than person B. It’s all about having a good time, after all, it’s like that they always say, that there is no “I in the team.”
However, for being incredibly inexperienced with being athletic and having a lousy upbringing with sports. Thus, being the fish out of the water I was. The event that I had attended one of the intramural sports events at the campus student life center. The game I was watching was just a simple three versus three basketball tournament. I just watched this basketball game that some people were playing; however, the game was surprisingly a lot smaller than I was expecting for such a sports-oriented school and town. But I was intrigued to know more about the event, even though I had a kind of love/hate relationship with the sport in general, While I was watching the I found the teamwork very interesting to me personally, I did feel like I stood out like a sore thumb. But I imagine it was quite odd to see someone sitting in the distance watching them play sports at a place where you are supposed to work out nonetheless, and not sit with her notebook out and taking notes over how they had played their game and having. But eventually, I got over those insecurities and just continued watching the events unfold in front of me. It was interesting just to watch a bunch of friends just play basketball; there wasn’t anything competitive from just playing the sport, since living in Durango and being at Fort Lewis College, I have always gotten a sense of community and holding each other up no matter what circumstances one has.
Overall, what I had taken from the experience of the basketball game was that it was just a bunch of friends who were just trying to have a good time and to work out. It is just a way to hang out and just have a good time and to not be so cliquish about the idea of the sport. I was just more watching a couple of friends hang out and have a good time and not worry about how to be good at the game.
