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Original Vignette One day, I was told that I was on a new team for basketball, and that we had a practice soon. I had a coach I’ve never seen or talked to before. I had never talked to him before. He was one of my classmates dads. We were only in 5th grade when we first started playing. I was extremely nervous the first practice. When I met him, I noticed how much he payed attention to little details like setting a better screen, or doing a backdoor cut. After time went on, I started to realize how much he cared about me getting better. I think he saw some potential in me, that not even I saw. When I was in 5th grade to now, I always remember him saying, “Press! Press! Get up! Get Up!” He taught us so many things about playing with a fast
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