A Basketball Game Essay Urgent !!!!!!

Today, Zhang He and I went to No. 4 Middle School to play basketball.

While playing, suddenly two people asked me and Zhang He to clap with them. We had no choice but to say yes!

At first, we were very light, but in the end we suffered. When Zhang He and I cheered up, our two teams could be said to be evenly matched, but Zhang He and I were not well matched, and we didn't play well without tacit understanding. At the end of the day, we had three beats.

All lost. Once it's 10:7, once it's 10:

6, once it was 10:8, we lost, completely lost!

Although I lost, my signature is: don't be discouraged and work hard. Never say never.

I'll show you how!

1.Write the origin of the story at the beginning.

2.Then write a few wonderful shots and the actions of the audience during the game. Look.

2.Finally, write down your feelings after the game.

Ha ha! We won today at 34:25! Happy to death!

No posters, no tickets, but our game was very lively. I have watched a lot of basketball games with my dad since I was a child, and I have also experienced the heroic appearance of "Flyer" Jordan on TV many times, but only this ball game, every move of it is still fresh in my memory. Small.

Today, it was a match between our class "Little Tigers" and the second class "Electric Flyers" for third place, and everyone was very excited, especially me, because I was the scorekeeper of this game. Every score in the game, will be reflected in my hands. With the whistle blowing, the race begins!

I widened my eyes and didn't blink at all, for fear of missing my class's score in the blink of an eye. Our "Little Tigers" players attacked the "Electric Flyer" left and right, and the ball finally fell into the hands of our team, and the cheerleaders opened their throats and continued to cheer for the "Little Tigers". At this time, Qi Zhihui made a feint and passed the ball to Ni Li, Ni Li rushed to the basket with an arrow step, and aimed at it, "Wow, it's in!" Everyone shouted. I jumped three feet high excitedly, grabbed the chalk, and wrote a "2" on the blackboard. I think a good start is half the battle, and there is hope.

Unexpectedly, the "Electric Flyers" seized the opportunity at this time and scored a few goals in a row, leaving us behind. I was so anxious that I stamped my feet, and kept muttering, "Quick, score!" "If we don't score again, we're going to lose!" Our team members were also anxious, desperate, for a chance to shoot, one person fell, and the other person ran over to save the ball, and the players were tired and sweaty. But after the first half, we were still 5 points behind the "Electric Flyer", and my mind was churning, and there seemed to be two "villains" talking in my head, and one was saying "What a disparity in scores, we're finished." The other said, "We work so hard and we will win."

At the beginning of the second half, the "Electric Flyers" took the lead and scored one after another, and my heart was pounding and I became more and more worried. Suddenly, our players went on the offensive and "scored!! The cheerleaders, already in despair, cheered again.

Entered again!! The atmosphere suddenly rose, and the members of the "Little Tigers" also entered a state of excitement. At this moment, the whistle blew for the end of the game.

The whole class sighed deeply, we lost.

In this competition, although the results of the "Little Tigers" were not satisfactory, they showed a fighting spirit of never giving up in the competition, which also greatly encouraged the morale of the whole class. I think failure is the mother of success. In this competition, we have accumulated experience and will do better next time.