I have so much passion for the game,man. I started playing at 5 years old,but my dad didn't want to at first. I started doing swimming pool, I failed at it. My dad didn't want me to continue. I started soccer, I did so so won a championship at 9 years old, my dad gave up. I started basketball again at 9 years old, I was in the team 2 straight times in 4th and 5th grade. Then I started losing interest in it, I was playing video games a lot and I started to abandon basketball. I got cut from the team in 6th grade, I was dissapointed, it may seem crazy, but I cried. I didn't know why. I didn't way to play rec and started playing football. People started saying I was the best QB in middle school. Then in 7th grade, everything changed I made the basketball team and I was cut as being the QB. My parents didn't want to play football, they said it was too dangerous.In 7th grade, I had a so so season, the most points I scored was only 8 points, I was a bencher. Then in 8th grade, I was cut, I had no hope at all, gave up again, played a little bit with my brother. Then I arrived in 9th grade and I got cut again. The whole sky fell on me, I felt dissapointed, I started to put myself down hard, I had no hope, my dream was to make the NBA someday. Now it's the summer, I'm playing in a summer camp, I,'m working on my game. But I'm still very underrated and I'm the underdog. I play a lot, people say I don't know how to shoot and that I won't make the team in 10th grade. I need some hope, I hope to make the NBA someday.