Mistaken Identity
Basketball is my favorite sport. I admire the courage and admiration exhibited by players each night when they step out on the court but there was one player who stood out from the rest. He was John Simmons. John was everyone’s favorite player. He was the type of player who could bring a crowd just by coming to your neighbourhood. He also had a nice and respectable character both on and off the court or so it seemed. It was playoff season and just like everyone else, I was hyped to see the games coming up. My hometown team Sacramento were facing the Dallas Mavericks and fortunately for me, John was a member of the mavericks so I could get to see him in live action. I had spent months anticipating this day to game and finally
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I thought John was the loving selfless guy who would do anything for a fan but instead he seemed like a selfish pain who is only happy when he wins. However, I was not going to let one situation judge my opinion on John but instead I was going to try to meet him again and see if history repeats itself. This was the second of a the five game series with Dallas and it was still in Sacramento meaning I had yet another opportunity to watch the match and see if John was not the good guy perceived by the public. Like the last time around, I was among the crowd anticipating the arrival of both team buses. Unlike the first time, John accepted the sign many requests and put a smile on his face while doing it. I was wondering whether it was all an act or it was his true nature. Just like the first time, the game did not fail to impress. John put out an unbelievable performance and with the way he was going, it seemed like Dallas will win. Fortunately, Sacramento were just too powerful to be overcome by just one person and another win was in the bag. Just like the first time, Frustration wore on the face of John as he approached the tunnel. I was by the tunnel and I screamed his name loudly to gain his attention. He quickly looked and ignored me just like the first time. I was livid at this. I had shown my appreciation for you and all you do is be a pain. I made a promise to myself that day to never show any dedication to an individual after this