By Brittany Simpson

Do you remember when you were little and “grown-ups” asked you what you wanted to do when you grew up? One day in 1st grade we were having this discussion and Mrs. Dawson was going around the room asking us. There were the traditional astronauts, firemen, famous singers, etc. When it came to the girls there were a lot of ballerinas, models, and then of course there were always the suck-ups who said “a teacher just like you!” My turn finally came. “What about you Brittany? What do you want to be when you grow up?” I didn’t even hesitate, “Point guard for the Rockets,” I said matter-of-factly. I mean, duh what 6 year old girl DOESN’T want to be in the NBA? Mrs. Dawson just looked at me with a very puzzled expression, “um ok that’s something I haven’t heard before.” I kept that dream for a couple years. I would sit with my older brother and his friends and watch all the Rockets games. After the games we would head outside and put on our own performances in the driveway. We would even lower the rim so we could replay the dunks and alley hoops. Well, as you can see, I’m not exactly on my way to the NBA, but I am on my way to becoming a coach. When coming to college, everyone thinks about what they want to do with the rest of their life. Basketball has, is, and always will be a huge part of my life. I have been playing ever since I can remember. I have always known that I want to be involved somehow with basketball in the future, and since I won’t be playing in the League, coaching is the next best thing. I can’t think of anything better than to be around the thing I love the most all day every day and pass on what I have learned about the game and about life. Basketball has become much more than just a game to me. It’s how I spend a lot of my free time; it’s how I make most of my friends. It has become almost the main priority in my life. Back in high school, not only my schedule but my entire family’s schedule revolved around it. My dad would take off work early, my mom would change and cancel plans just so they could make it to my games. This year was the first time ever, since I started playing, that I didn’t have at least one of them at a game, and though I don’t even play this year, they still come to all of the games that they can make, even though it’s a 4 hour drive. My father and I are very close, and basketball is the main reason for that. He played in college as well, and was even asked to go to the tryout camp for the Phoenix Suns. Over the years he has become my coach, cheerleader, and trainer. He pushes me when I don’t want to be pushed, tells me the things I need to work on and the things I do good. There have been many times of course when I have wanted to just wring his neck, but I know that he has always wanted only the best for me. I have learned much more from the game of basketball than just how to shoot a jump shot or how to do a 360 between the legs dunk. Ok so I still don’t know how to do that, but I do know that I would not be the person I am today if it weren’t for basketball, and even though my childhood dream will not be coming true, I will be able to pass on what I have learned to my future players, and that, I believe, is greater than playing for the Rockets