The other day as I watched my daughter play basketball I could tell by her facial expression that something wasn’t right. She’s a fierce competitor, one of those players people enjoy watching because she plays the game. She learned at an early age that no matter how you’re doing, you are always a good sport; a gracious winner and a gracious loser.
Her coach had the girls playing zone and my daughter was guarding the other team’s biggest player who dwarfed my daughter quite considerably. No worries there, my daughter isn’t intimidated by size, she knows how to adjust her game and handled the other girl really well.
As the game progressed, my daughter’s quickness and ability to anticipate the other player’s moves frustrated her opponent, so much so that the her opponent began to play rough, not the normal pushing on each other, she took every opportunity to throw her elbow into my daughter’s side, scratch her with her fingernails, knock into her with her knees and rear-end, and anything else she could think of that would physically bother my little girl.
With the full on physical assault taking place and no whistle from the referee, my ball player once again stepped up her game and continued to outplay her opponent… and that’s when the verbal attack began. As time began to wind down, and the score sitting so close that either team could win, I could see by my daughter’s expression that she had had enough. At the time I didn’t realize that the 11 year old girl my daughter was facing had been using profanity toward her and that was her breaking point.
Even though the outcome of the game wasn’t in my daughter’s team’s favor, my little girl hung tough and didn’t let off until the buzzer signaled the end of the game. I’m proud of my daughter. She handled herself with class on and off the court.
Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through him who strengthens me.