Jose Fly
Fisker of men
That's a great story! Good thing you had a car!I played what used to be called Divisional basketball here. The best players in my team also played State league, a bunch of them were trying out or on the fringes, and then there were a few of us that were basically glorified rec league players.
My all around game wasn't up to it, and I was a bare 6 foot, but I had useful skills;
1) I turned up every night ready to play, and every training, and I did what the coach asked to the best of my ability. If he told me to play centre, I did it. (I mean...he was a better coach than that, but you know what I mean...lol)
2) I didn't complain when I got 2 mins (any game the state league players were available) and I went hard when I got 20 (any games they weren't available.
3) I was friends with the starting power forward, and was good at working with him, getting the ball in his spots, etc. We'd played a lot together, so it meant I could generate some offence off the bench, even though I was basically just a fast dude who could hit a wiiiiiiiiide open shot, and not much more.
4) The same starting power forward lost his license for drink driving, and I was able to pick him up for every training session, and every game, and make sure he got there.
I'm pretty sure point 4 on that list was actually my number one reason for making the team, although if I couldn't do 1-3 I wouldn't have made it anyway. But I was acutely aware that I was taking a spot a bunch of guys wanted, and I felt I kinda owed it to them to ball out to the best of my ability.
My youngest kid is a college athlete (goalkeeper) and is working towards playing pro soccer (she's already made a semi-pro team). When she was young, in our area there was three levels they could play in....premier, select, and recreational. Premier was the top level for kids who wanted to, and could, play against the best (with sub-divisions of A teams and B teams), select was still competitive but didn't have as high expectations for travel and training, and rec was the "just for fun" league.
Every once in a while I'd tell her that there's no pressure to play premier. If she found it overwhelming or too intense, she could always play select or rec and that would be perfectly acceptable. But OMG she absolutely freaked out at that! "NO WAY will I ever play select or rec!!!" she'd yell. For her, it was either premier or nothing.
A lot of folks just can't relate to that mentality, and I'm not sure there's a way to get them to understand it.