In San Antonio, or at least at my high school, football and baseball were the sports of choice for the fans. Hardly anyone paid any attention to the basketball program, but things sure did change after the first few games of my senior season. After our first four games of the season we were making headlines in the San Antonio paper because of the performances that we displayed. All four teams were ranked in the city’s top ten and we beat them all by more than 20 points. According to the paper, we weren’t even ranked in the top twenty in the city. Surprise! Surprise! We had something in store for the whole city that year.

As the season went on, we kept on working hard and by the time we knew it we were ranked in the top five in the city. The highest my high school had ever been ranked was eighth in the city and that was back in the 80’s. Things couldn’t have been any better for us. I mean we had gotten of

Our next game marked the start of district play for us. Boy did we put a stomping on that first team. The next three games were against the teams who had been predicted to come out first, second, and third place in district. In first place were the East Central Hornets, in second were the Jefferson Mustangs, and in third place were the Harlandale Indians. We played Jefferson first and we beat them by 17 points. Next came East Central whom we ended up losing to by 4 points on our home court. Finally, we played against Harlandale who, like us, were suprising some very good teams. In my opinion, they should have been ranked second. We beat them the first time around by three points on a last second shot that I hit from half court. We blew past the next five opponents with no problem. It was now time to start the next round of district play.

I can still remember the night of the big game as if it were yesterday. We had a team meal at 4:00 p.m. and the game was at 8:00. By the time it was 6:45 there was close to one thousand people waiting outside for the gym doors to open. By the time it was 7:15, there was no longer any room to sit in our gym and our gym held up to 1,800 people. There was standing room only and the crowd was as loud as could be. We were sitting in our locker room and all we could here was the crowd going back and forth at eachother. Our fans were screaming “We will rock you.” and their fans were screaming Indian chants. When we made our entrance on to the gym floor the crowd’s noise grew even louder and my adrenaline started pumping fast. I don’t think I’ve ever had an adrenaline rush like I had that night.

The buzzer rang for the game to begin and it was officially showtime. As we got ready for tip off, the crowd was stomping on the bleachers so hard that we could feel the vibration on the gym floor. The ball was tipped and the game was on. We traded baskets with Harlandale throughout the whole first quarter and by the end of it, we were down by 4 points. The second quarter started off the same way the first did as we kept on trading baskets the

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