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PeaceLoveBasketball Friday: No Regrets

I don’t yell much at the players that I coach, but sometimes it’s necessary. We are in the middle of District Playoffs and after my recent pre-practice talk on No Regrets and being intense in practice, I had two girls walk to our first drill. I was not happy.

I blew the whistle and went “old school.”

“On the baseline!” I yelled. “A set of lines!”

The first set of lines was ugly. The girls finished and then trotted to grab some balls for Scramble Passing. I snapped. In the past my daughter, who is one of my players, has told me that when I raise my voice and get after them in practice she smiles on the inside because she knows me well enough to know that I’m not really mad, that I’m just trying to pick up the energy in practice. This time I was mad.

“On…the…line!”

I got after a couple of players. My blood boiled. They have all worked too hard to let their dreams die without a fight.

Part of me wanted to keep going with more lines. I’ve seen it done before, even been that person on the line running, tired and angry. Fired up. But two lines was enough and we finished our practice with more intensity.

Part of sports, and part of life, is learning to push yourself when things are tough. We have a sign inside our locker room door that reads LEAVE IT ALL ON THE COURT, because if you do that, give every once of energy when you are on the basketball court or toward a goal in life, win or lose you can have no regrets.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Monday’s Pen to Paper: No Rules

I wrote a poem last week.  I wanted to do something special for my friend Jenny for her birthday. I’m known to write silly rhymes, but I’m not the type to write a serious poem. I have never taken a poetry class. Never even read much poetry.

So when I sat down to write, I stared at the blank page.

Finally, I wrote some words. I crossed them out. I wrote some more. Then crossed them out. Then, instead of trying so hard, I simply thought of Jenny and of our friendship. I jotted down what came to mind. I liked what I saw. I shifted words, played with the rhythm, the thoughts. Linked them in my mind and on paper.

Was this poetry?

Perhaps there are no rules to creating something you like. Something that you can share with others. An artful expression of thought…

FRIENDSHIP  by Sonya Elliott

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True freedom. Open.

Pens will flow.

 

A place

Joined at the heart.

Friendship.

 

Connected souls

Thinking, growing, teaching.

This I know.

 

In comes the light

With mindful breaths.

Together.

 

WRITING PROMPT: Grab your pen and take a stab at poetry…

 

PeaceLoveBasketball Friday: The Battle Begins

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It’s time for playoffs. Each game is tough. Last night the basketball team that I coach was determined to win, but so was our opponent. The game was a battle.

We came out on top with a 40-39 win over the 5th ranked team in the state.

I crawled into bed after midnight. I couldn’t sleep. You would think I would have slept like a baby, but it’s playoffs,  the battle has just begun.

You gotta love it…

Monday’s Pen to Paper: Snow Angels

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Seattle is a wet mess this morning, but over the weekend we enjoyed a winter wonderland. It was quite unexpected. Usually there are warnings on the news, Winter Storm Watch-baton down the hatches-prepare for the worst. This time my husband and I were enjoying our “date night.” Dinner and a basketball game when the snow hit.

I was glancing out the window, a bite of Chicken Marsala half-way to my mouth, when I first saw it coming down.

“Hey, look, it’s snowing!”

This didn’t change date night, only made it better. Growing up on the east side of the state of Washington, where the weather is more extreme, snow doesn’t scare my husband and I when it comes to driving, so after dinner we made tracks through the white streets and ventured across town to the basketball game. Besides we figured it would be gone by the time the game was over.

When we walked out of the gym two hours later we found more snow.

Beautiful.

On our way home we saw an even more beautiful thing – two young men pushing a stuck car out of the road. I was reminded of when I was a kid growing up in Montana and my brother and I would spend hours digging and pushing cars out of the snow in front of our house.

This night, the process slowed  traffic because the car the boys had been in was still moving slowly as to now also get stuck on the now icy slope. A small row of cars, one of which was ours, crept along, and we watched as the boys quickly freed the older mans car and waved as he drove away.

As the boys jogged passed our car, on their way to catch their driver who […]

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Meet Sonya

Sonya Elliott’s memoir, Back on the Court: A Young Woman’s Triumphant Return to Life, Love & Basketball, is her story of finding hope in the wake of tragedy […]

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Meet Sonya

Sonya Elliott’s memoir, Back on the Court: A Young Woman’s Triumphant Return to Life, Love & Basketball, is her story of finding hope in the wake of tragedy after she and her fiancé were hit by a train. She blogs about writing, basketball, and life and is currently working on a Young Adult Novel and a Non-Fiction Coaching book. Stories of her career as a fashion model are woven through her memoir, as both the Soloflex and Easy Spirit Shoes commercials were filmed during that time period, and this unique and intriguing business continues to be a part of her life.

Sonya played basketball at Eastern Washington University and was a starter for the Big Sky Champion team that went to the 1987 NCAA tournament. She coached for almost 25 years and was voted Seattle Times Coach of the Year, Seattle Officials Women’s Basketball Association Coach of the Year, and twice voted Metro League Coach of the Year. She loves the game of basketball and is thankful, not only for her husband and kids but for her ability to continue to get back on the court.

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PeaceLoveBasketball Friday: One Day At A Time

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The high school girls that I coach had another big win this week. I’m happy for them, they have worked hard thus far to get in shape and develop their basketball skills. Still, they have a long road a head of them if they want to achieve all of the lofty, yet attainable, goals that they have set for themselves this year.

One day at a time.

A philosophy that works on and off the court…

 

Monday’s Pen to Paper: Check One Thing Off Your List

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The house is quiet and I like it. The Holiday break this year was amazing but there is nothing like a silent house that helps me to unwind, even when I’ve got a long list of things to do already this New Year. The quiet makes it all seem less daunting.

I woke up early this morning, threw in a load of laundry, made lunches for my kids to take to school and then pulled out my dreaded paperwork. I figured I should knock things off my To-Do list right away. I have ASB and Booster Club deposits and expense reports to complete for basketball, so I spread papers and recipes across the kitchen table, (it felt like I had started on my taxes early this year, which I probably should) and got to work. It […]

PeaceLoveBasketball Friday: Give Yourself A Break This New Year

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The Holidays are always a little hectic for me, especially since it comes smack in the middle of basketball season, and this year the day after Christmas our basketball team met at 4:00am to catch a flight to California and returned December 30th at 10:30pm. We met friends early the next day, stayed out late New Year Eve and had friends over to watch football on New Years Day. I had a great time but today I was tired.

I could really tell I was in need of a break when my husband asked me to go play basketball after my practice this morning and I said, “No.” I waffled several times after my initial response, (because there was a part of me that wanted to be on the court), but for once, I didn’t REALLY […]

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