I feel like explaining my reason for playing basketball. You see, this is what kept me and my dad close. He always watched basketball and because of that, it became my favorite. We would bond by watching games together. I'm glad I found something that we had in common. Even though he isn't with me anymore, I feel like playing basketball will keep me close to him. It may sound stupid and not make sense, but it feels right. I complain a lot about going to practice and such, but I shouldn't. Every day I go, I learn something new and become more fit; mentally an physically. One of my goals is to lose weight and become a better basketball player and hopefully (but unlikely it'll happen) play in the WNBA. I'm pretty sure it won't happen, but hey, a girl can dream right?