My Biggest Gripe...

I know, another post about sports. But I have to get this off my chest. My high school basketball team who shall remain unnamed was number one in state most of the season, and ended up at number two near the end. They raced through the regular season, beating one of the private school teams that have been problematic for us in the last few years. They were the favorites in the state tournament, and looked to be heading for state! My friends and I had all planned to go up to the state game, which was supposed to be tonight. Well, on Thursday night, in the final four, my team lost, to that same private school team that has caused us so much trouble in the past. Now, first off, we are better than them. Whether or not the game showed that, we had the talent and the drive to win the trophy. We had one bad game, which came at a very unfortunate time. I fully beileve that if it were a seven game series like in the NBA, my team would have won. That being said, private and public schools need to be separated. It isn't fun for anyone but the private schools when they win championships every year. Football, basketball, lacrosse, etc. They can afford the best facilities, and students from all over the state come to be on their team, because they know they have the best chance to win a championship. My school's team has been working hard all year long, and it is legitamate team, one that has come together because we all live in the same neighborhood, one that had to grow and learn to trust eachother, one that had to practice at the same time as the girl's team because we don't have enough money for two big gyms. The team that beat us is always good at basketball, because they pay to be good. I realize that in life, it's the same way. Whether it's the Lakers or the Yankees, sports teams in big markets win championships because they have endless funds. I think this can be fixed, at least at the high school level, and I wish administrators would see the same thing I do. Thoughts?

First Post...

Well, today my friend at work, Caroline suggested I start a blog. I had always considered it, but wondered what it would be like to have no one follow me, like I'm just talking to myself, but for everyone in the world to see. I don't know if anyone will follow me, and I'm not going to tell my family and friends to follow me. I want to see if this blog can be discovered any other way, if someone random across the world finds my blog and can see a day in my life. There are a few things about me that are very important:

1) I am the biggest fan of the Denver Nuggets you will ever meet.

2) Up until recently, that included being in love with Carmelo Anthony. He was recently traded. More on that later.

3) I am a Christian, constantly trying to improve my faith and understand the god I serve.

4) I am a junior in high school, currently freaking out about college, my future, how old I am, etc.

If you know that much about me, you will understand my life as much as you need to to follow my blog.

Now, onto the Nuggets and Melo. I'm 17, and when I was about 10, news started spreading about the deep NBA draft coming up, and how the Nuggets were looking at some kid named Carmelo Anthony. I had zero knowledge of the NBA, only that my dad followed the Nuggets, but wasn't avid about it. I got hooked. I started watching games, reading about the Nuggets, and just sucking in any knowledge I could find. I asked for a Melo jersey for my birthday, and bought his biography. I heard he was coming to sign it, and just about died. I stood in line with my aunt and grandpa, my dad was out of town, and waited for two hours to meet my hero. He signed my book, and I asked if I could have a picture, even though his agent had specifically asked for no pictures. He just smiled that million-dollar smile of his, and I got my picture with Melo. I have it on my wall today, it is one of my prized possessions, embarassing I know. When news broke this summer that Melo wanted to be traded, I didn't believe it. Rumors persisted, "sources" telling the media that he wanted New York. Nowhere else. I still didn't really believe it, especially since he wouldn't comment. My head began to accept that he would leave, my heart never really believed he would be gone. When the news broke that he was officially a New York Knick, I was shocked. I'm still processing the information, and have vowed not to hate Melo. My wall is covered in pictures of him, posters, tickets to games, etc. No matter what anyone says about him, he is incredibly important to me. It is Nuggets first and foremost in my life, but I will always root for Melo, that 19 year old kid from Baltimore.