Ever give up on a sport?

Ever had a sport evolve into a passion for you because you became just proficient at it? Have you ever felt that you had to give up playing such a sport because there was an overwhelming adverse affect from just thinking of playing it? In the same sense, ever had fans hate you because you were a fan of the same sport too?

I remember playing this sport alone, in the rain, late at night at a public park, past the court lights time limit, just because it relieved the same kinds of stressors that I still have to deal with, and overcome today. Back then, it was just innocently playing alone with a basketball and a hoop, a simple concept. Now, just holding onto a basketball triggers a whole army of demonic beasts from hell to awaken, and attack. Now, people from everywhere shout profanities, and hecklers comes out from every where just to interrupt and destroy the simple pleasures of me playing this sport alone. Caressing/squeezing a basketball, or working on improving my abilities in this sport that I'd once grown so interested in playing, is apparently no longer acceptable.

At times stress would build up from my studies, or being discriminated against while powerless from being so overexposed in my life, that it would prompt me to go to a solitary park or gym to play and relieve such stress to a minimum. But now that I've become so infamous to so many in this game, that it's almost impossible to gain back that former simple innocent pleasures of a ball and a hoop concept ever again. The truth of the matter is that I won't ever get to play this sport back in its simplest form, when I played it freely, loosely and thankfully; as I would lose weight, lose stress and in the end feel good about myself.

It's also apparent that me having any interest in the color blue, or having the liberty to speak abundantly about certain players in this sport brings condemnation, anguish and undue stress. The mere thought of watching it on TV, or reading media coverage on basketball, brings adversarial strain and more attention that I need in life.

Of course I miss it already, but the demonic beasts that are involved here, along with the adverse population out there, just isn't worth the stress it causes from me being part of the game of basketball. So it's over, I've given up on this sport!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan