Glory Days! Post a story of the time you played a sport and were IN THE ZONE!

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That one time they couldn't stop you. They couldn't touch you. When the basket felt like it was 9 feet wide or you ran circles around the defense. That BRIEF MOMENT where you thought..THIS IS WHAT (top baseball, basketball, football player's name here) MUST FEEL LIKE.




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That time in 10th grade gym we were playing 5 on 5 half court and they put three different dudes on me and NOBODY could stop me. The first dude was my size and height but he was slow and just blew past him everytime I got the ball. Then they switched and put a tall bigger guy on me but he was surprisingly weak and I just pushed/moved him out the way with ease...then they put a small dude on me I guess they figure his quickness would slow me down :lol: one time he got the ball and drove to the hole for a lay up and I slapped that shit so hard it ricocheted off his face and popped back in the air and I slapped it again in his face..:lol:. I must have had 25-30 in the time we played..EVERYTHING was going in. Inside, outside..didn't matter.

One of the absolute BEST games I ever had. :groupwave:
 
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I remember playing ball on the beach one afternoon years ago.
I couldn't miss for shit.
Knocking shit down from any and everywhere.
Its was pretty crazy because it was a little breezy too.
Had mfs frustrated that day lol
My boy who i came out there with was laughing cuz he knows im decent but not that damn good.
Im mean literally every fucking shot was dropping.
 
one time I was playing connect 4 for my classmates in Middle school and I won 30 games in a row!!! I was the man!!!! Also every step I had taken back then the sidewalk use to glow just like on the MJ's Billy jean video :)
 
Good thread, yea back in grade 11, i used to bench play pg for my highschool team, team was getting creamed down big in a provincial playoff game, and coach put me in, i turned into magic fucking Johnson, i never had a great shot, but could always dribble and pass the ball well. I would just drive to the hoop and find teamates, dudes couldn't stop me. I never came out the game, started the 2nd half and we won +10.

You def never forget those moments.
 
I was on JV squad my freshmen year but alas no such memories exist :lol:

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ok...gym class and street ball counts lol...I was small but had hops...I could barely touch rim (regulation height) but couldn't dunk...anyway was playing street ball 3 on 3...last one picked on my team...I made it a point to D the 1st dude picked on the other side...dude did not score...I either blocked or pinned all his shit...I always liked playing D...cuz I was fast sneaky and could jump unsuspectingly high...what made it sweeter tho was my shot was on that day...dude was absolute garbage and was chosen only bcuz he looked like he could play...I embarrassed him to the point that his on team was screaming own him lol
 
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when i was in the Air Force me and one of my homies played spades for 8 hrs straight on a saturday afternoon. we coud'nt lose for shit. dudes kept sitting down and getting their asses kicked. we were on str8 fire. it was summertime and we played through 2 whole pre season football games. we finally lost when we got tired and slipped up.
 
I took karate when I was younger and I remember my time of in the zone actually happened when sneaking in one night. I remember walking into our dark house and soon as I stepped in all the way I hear a swiping sound at my head. But a miss. Then the lights come on and my mom standing there with a belt. She swung the belt and I became that dude from The last Dragon. Evry swing was a miss. I was just moving body parts. If she swung at my should I would just move my shoulder. Swung at my leg I would just move a leg. I was doing my bruce lee imitation. She has asthma so she tires herself out and has to go take a breathing treatment. I never got touched and she was so tired I didn't get a whoopin that night.
 
Pick up game.......5-5 we was playing one's and two's for three up to 11......... my squad sucked and was heisting like shit......... nobody was playing team ball at all.........Now I can ball....... I just was never blessed with height or wudever but I dont look it but i can shoot my ass off......


So anywho a good buddy of mines comes in the game becuz the other teams player got hurt..... Now mind u this dude who im talking about KNOWS me..... He has played ball with me my whole life and he knows i can SHOOT LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER its not FLUKE....... so basically we was down 6-0 and mind u these are timed games for only ten minutes on the clock if ur team is up by the clock ends they win etc etc now im bout to tell yall about one of the gr8est moments in basketball not just for me but for anybody alive.....! They put my boy on me! I come off a screen all the while he is on my back fouling da shit outta me becuz we cool etc etc but i knock my first three ball down and he says " dat was luck" talking shit!!!! score 6-2 mind u nobody on my team has even made a shot yet! We get the ball next posession nigga says " u cant make another one" so i get the ball step back from damn near half court and call buckets before the ball even goes in SWOOSH SWISH score 6-4.... So he gets the ball from his team all the while not trying to be showed up to try and make up for how im frying him and i pluck him becuz he has no left hand and always drives right...... I aint the best dribbler but on this day i crossed two niggas over and had an easy lay up but i was HOT so i stopped and popped all in transition and drained another Three Score 6-6! Next trip down he shoots again and misses it... I get the rebound and at this point I dont pass the ball no more for the rest of the game..... My friend yells " fluke dat was fluke pure luck"...... Instantly I became infuriated:angry:....How dare dis nigga try and act like he know I cant shoot like a motherfucker plus I was hot........As soon as he yells that I stop while he is checking me mind u and I say "luck? fluke" I shoot the ball from half court and call buckets before it goes in.......... While Ball is in mid air I say 8-6 we up and swish it goes str8 in when i turn back around to see it!

Mind u my team has not got the ball at all from me since i been drilling my shots.... so even after I do all of this Dis nigga still talks shit out of embarassment that its all LUCK....so next trip down after I pull the rebound down from their brick I launch a shot from beyond half court and call it good before it even goes in again saying " i guess that was luck too hunh" I proceed to say " 10-6 next time i get ball im pulling in your face and calling game" afrta dat shot too went SWISH the whole gym was in complete SILENCE all u can hear is his incoherent rumblings and my cocky ass mad as shit telling him fuck u etc etc..... He gets the ball and tried to drive again.. I pluck him but his teammate scoops the ball up and goes for a lay up... he missed i got rebound and from beyond half court I end the game while calling it good again b 4 it even goes in! Last words were " I guess dat was luck too hunh?, GAME" we won 12-6 and all my points were unanswered and my team did literally nufn but WATCH me stroke 6 str8 out of this world three pointers unanswered.......:dance::yes:

True story almost shed a tear that day becuz i became another person when my boy talked shit to me... I felt so disrespected becuz he knew my game and knew i could shoot! It's a God given talent to be able to shoot purely and have muscle memory!
 
Summer between Jr and Sr year high school. Was playing AAU against a team with 2 top 50 players on it. Bunch of scouts at the tournament to see them, averaged 17 for the tourney and had 24 in the game against them. Was being recruited by low-mid major schools up to that point but after tourney and a decent Sr. Season was signed to high major school D1.
 
can't speak for myself, but our 9th grade football team ran 4 offensive plays in a half... and all 4 were touchdowns!!!

in the 2nd half, we got cold. the RBs fumbled and the qb threw INT's and that team came back and almost beat us. :smh::eek:
 
nigga was in the matrix :lol::lol::lol: you wrong man for tiring her out tho :lol:

I took karate when I was younger and I remember my time of in the zone actually happened when sneaking in one night. I remember walking into our dark house and soon as I stepped in all the way I hear a swiping sound at my head. But a miss. Then the lights come on and my mom standing there with a belt. She swung the belt and I became that dude from The last Dragon. Evry swing was a miss. I was just moving body parts. If she swung at my should I would just move my shoulder. Swung at my leg I would just move a leg. I was doing my bruce lee imitation. She has asthma so she tires herself out and has to go take a breathing treatment. I never got touched and she was so tired I didn't get a whoopin that night.
 
Pick up 5-5 took my then girlfriend to the gym..in a game of 10 scored our first 8 points straight..not sure if it was the redbone on the stand or the new kicks I had on that day but the gym was live..couldn't miss for nothing, jump shot, floater lay ups, even the left hand was wet that day
 
Probably 20 years ago playing 3 on 3 half court... I was hitting every shot. When I hit a deep hook shot, I knew that day was special. I've never been able to repeat that performance

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My one wish in life: "I want to die and be reincarnated as a rich and famous athlete, because Finger and Jay threads have too many simp worthy hoes".
 
High school football score was 17-21 about 1:45 left in the game. I caught an interception, gave my team one last shot to try and win the game. Coach put the all fastest players in for one last play. I was one of them. It was like .6 sec left in the game, qb throws a hail mary and the ball is it tip in the end zone and falls right in my hands :D we win 23-21. It was like we won the championship. Team jumping all over me. Crowd was going crazy. Even though we only won like 4 games that season. Never had a feeling like that in my life. glory days!!! :D:D:D
 
High school football score was 17-21 about 1:45 left in the game. I caught an interception, gave my team one last shot to try and win the game. Coach put the all fastest players in for one last play. I was one of them. It was like .6 sec left in the game, qb throws a hail mary and the ball is it tip in the end zone and falls right in my hands :D we win 23-21. It was like we won the championship. Team jumping all over me. Crowd was going crazy. Even though we only won like 4 games that season. Never had a feeling like that in my life. glory days!!! :D:D:D

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Everytime I came up to the plate I was in the damn zone. Everytime I laced up sneakers or put on pads I was in the zone .
 
my sophomore year at Georgia Southern.......we played Appalachian State.
i had like 20 or so points.....100% from the field....100% from the free throw line....0 turnovers
had a fuckin perfect game.....and a dunk that was damn near sport center worthy.
i didnt realize i didnt miss a shot til the game was over and my coaches told me.
i was like.....gotdamn.....im the shit.
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my sophomore year at Georgia Southern.......we played Appalachian State.
i had like 20 or so points.....100% from the field....100% from the free throw line....0 turnovers
had a fuckin perfect game.....and a dunk that was damn near sport center worthy.
i didnt realize i didnt miss a shot til the game was over and my coaches told me.
i was like.....gotdamn.....im the shit.
:lol::lol:

and now on the court..you ain't shit:giggle::p
 
Aight! i played in this basketball camp called dr tucker basketball camp in 99. i only had one look for college basketball and it didnt work out so i went to see my fam in east lansing MI. my fam had the hook up for me to ball in the camp. I ripped shit first day. end of the day, NBA player grant long grabbed me from the crowd and wanted me to be his demonstrator, he looked down and saw i had sandals on and said sit yo ass back down:lol:. anyway when the first day ended everyone knew i was the best player there. camp let out downstairs and Mateen Cleaves (summer before his Senior year season started. won NCAA championship that season)walks up and a kid says " hey Mateen i know somebody that can beat you. Mateen said cant no body whoop me. the Kid said he can and pointed at me:eek:. it was dope cuz i knew i was always housing shit but to be put up against 40oz stealing Mateen Cleaves was an honor:cool:
 
Man I got a few stories used to ball a lot. First one i was about 14 at the time didnt make the 9th grade squad in high school. I was soooooo pissed. The next day the white dude that got the PG position over me was in the gym with his boys. They wanted to played 3 on 3. Man I was on FIRE!!!! Hitting 35 foot 3-pointers, banking crazy layups, pullup jumper full speed. Shaking the hell out of that little dude.... The coach was in the gym and everyone stopped and started watching our game. The guy who got picked in front me left the gym without saying anything. Cats broke out laughing. My boy was like he never seen my eyes so red before in my life.....I was just so focus and on Fire the basketball hoop was like a huge bucket man.COach was like u on the team next year. i wasnt missing....Cats still remember that day.

Another time im in charlotte, NC and me and boy go to the Ballentine YMCA for pickup . if u from charlotte u know its nice...Anyway we ballin running squads out the gym for about 3 games. All of sudden raymond felton and some other bobcats guys walk in. they put me on felton. First play i steal the ball from him and lay it up. Second play down I shake the hell out felton and lay it up. Then one of his boy says something to him. Dude Felton started playing out of his mind........FELTON was hitting EVERYTHING......NBA DUDES aint no joke man.

In Orlando ran with few cats here used to see chandler parsons and austin rivers all the time on the courts. Chandler parsons no D shook him laid the ball up. Chandler said after the game i had a good shot and had a nice game. Austin rivers im not surprised he struggling he used to get killed in pickup down in orlando as well. But chandler parsons is the REAL DEAL.
 
I've "zoned" out a couple times in different competitions.

JV football rushed for 98 yards in the first half playing fullback,scored 1 touchdown and caused a fumble on punt team. Averaged 5 yards a carry against the top state defense in a varsity game, played behind 2 Allstate running backs.

Freshmen hoop year, lacked discipline and played on the b team, single handedly scored all the points in the quarter. Wasnt starting on the B team and was moved to starting 5 on the A team. I'd played summer ball with a lot of the guys on our team and our competition they knew I had skills just lacked focus.

Was 29 playing in a competitive under 30 league, I scored 27 and had a chance to hit the game winner. Had it blocked but I was fouled, they didn't call it but I gained my teams respect

Coached a little league basketball team to an undefeated season and championship. The end of the game we held up a WWF Championship belt and the whole crowd went nuts. Shit gave me chills to see my boys experience that.
 
Besides music I was also an athlete. Baseball and Basketball although I'm kinda short for Basketball (5'8"). Anyway for about 15 years I played competition level softball for a traveling team owned by (former NBA player) Rodney McCray's father. I was a decent player with a lot of pop for my size. Was in a tournament in New Rochelle, NY once and I went 9 for 9 (over 3 games) before finally making an out.

Was another time I was playing in a local game in Peekskill, NY. I was playing center field. My brother in law in left. Opposing team hit a ball over his head and went all the way to the fence. He ran to it and I called for the relay. Caught the ball and spun around and threw a BB to home plate as dude was rounding third base. Threw his ass out by 10 steps! Was the last time I had a throw like that.
 
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It's about to be a whole bunch of Al Bundys up in this thread reminiscing about that 4 touchdown game :lol:
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It was a hot summer day and I was in the 9th grade I believe. We ran full court in my neighborhood back in those days. Now I wasn't one of the best hoopers in hood but I wasn't garbage either. Me and my crew went up against some older cats and one of them was actually on the Varsity squad at school. Needless to say we were the underdogs but man my jumper was on like Steph Curry mixed with Reggie Miller against the Knicks that day.

I was hitting everything to the point that niggas were fighting about not guarding me properly. Shit was crazy, I always had a jumper but I was hitting jumpers from deep like it wasn't nothing. I hit like 2 or 3 game winners that day and the older cats gave me props that they usually didn't give to youngsters. It was that day they gave me the name legendary nickname "J Llano."
 
One day in 9th grade we were playing Downer Man aka Down-A-Man aka 1 vs everybody aka kill the guy with the ball (basically one guy runs and tries to get as many touchdowns as possible against everybody else. When he's tackled he gets up and throws the ball behind him bouquet style and whoever catches it becomes the running back).

Anyway, I was just slightly better than Rudy. A lot of heart, but not a lot of skill. Although, I was fast as shit when something or somebody was chasing me. That day, I ran over, around, and through motherfuckers for 5 straight touchdown, on one of them I dragged people. I was Eric Dickerson that day.

After the fifth touchdown I was quickly tackled because I was tired as shit. I could barely stand. Running the length of the field four times exhausts the shit out of you, but, that day I was legend
 
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