By Holden Hartle

My basketball journey began in the fourth grade. In the years leading up to this, some may characterize me as having my “nose glued to the pages of a book.” I wasn’t out to find friends. I was perfectly happy staying in the fantasy world of whatever book I was reading. This all changed in fourth grade.

The basketball season was ready to begin, and that’s all any of the cool kids were talking about. I wanted to sit at their lunch table. I wanted to be their friend. So, I went on to NBA.com and looked at the list of teams. After very minimal amounts of research, I decided that everyone liked the Los Angeles teams, so that would be too obvious. I then stumbled across the Utah Jazz and thought, ‘Hm. I have family in Utah. No one else likes the Utah Jazz. I will start liking the Utah Jazz.” I walked over to the cool kids’ table and took a seat, ready to share my limited knowledge of this completely new sport.

Fast forward to the middle school years. In the winter of sixth grade, I, along with the cool kids, joined the basketball team. This was my first time ever playing organized basketball. No longer was I just chucking the basketball somewhere towards the basket with no regards for the rules. Now, it was time to actually learn the sport. Needless to say, I was awful. To the best of my knowledge, I didn’t score a single point until eighth grade. I was slowly getting better, but I often panicked on the court, and it resulted in some questionable shot selections.

Despite my inability to score, we won plenty of games. Through sixth and seventh grade, we went undefeated, largely due to the contributions of Jensen Jabara. In seventh grade, we won the championship, and in eighth grade, we took third.  

In all of this, I was slowly learning more about the NBA. My favorite player, legend Carlos Boozer, who I blindly chose in fifth grade, was traded to the Chicago Bulls. Sorry Jazz, but the Bulls became my favorite team–even though I had no connections with Chicago whatsoever.

And that brings us to high school. I joined the team freshman year, and now, thanks to MaxPreps, there is documentation of how bad I was. The team for the 2015-2016 season was led by senior Colin Wessman, our center who was leading a team that was 80% underclassmen. He was our captain, but our scoring was led by junior Michael Ma, who averaged thirteen points per game. Yours truly averaged a staggering two points and three rebounds for the year. As a side note, Ben Snyder, during his freshman year, is listed as only 5’2”. Keep this in mind as the story continues.

My freshman season could not have gone any worse. We lost every single game, and with the exception of one game, we lost every game by ten points or more. During the MaxPreps tournament, in which we played teams that were way better than us, I had the highlight of my career. We were losing by more than 40, so the game clock didn’t stop on a dead ball. The opposing team knocked the ball out of bounds, and with just a few seconds left in the fourth quarter, I yelled at Ben Snyder to inbound the ball. He passed the ball to me and I put up a buzzer beater from the corner and sunk it. Though we still lost that game by 44, this was the first three-pointer I had made in my career.

Sophomore year came, and it could only go up from the previous year. And it did. We won five games in total, three of which were in league. In fact, we won our first two games of the season. Towards the end of the season, we won a double overtime game against Bloomington Christian.

During the MaxPreps tournament, we once again played a team that had no business playing a team as bad as us. During warm-ups, I made every shot (not to brag or anything). The opposing coach noticed this, and every time I got the ball during that game, the opposing coach yelled “Shooter!” And, as you’ll see later, I was no shooter. This became sort of an inside joke among the teammates until my final game as a Firebird.

Our wins were won thanks to the efforts of senior Michael Ma. He averaged sixteen points and almost nine rebounds per game. Ben quickly emerged as the team’s second option, as his points per game jumped from three points per game to nine. It’s also worth noting that not only did Ben’s per game numbers spike, so did his height, as he was now 5’8”. My numbers stayed the same, but I was content with this, considering the success our team experienced.

As junior year came, the team realized that we would lose the scoring of Michael, so we were left looking for someone to take over our team. We found two: Ben Snyder and Daniel Romo. Ben was averaging an unreal eighteen points per game, along with leading the team in rebounds. Daniel was quietly becoming more of an offensive threat on the team as well, which became apparent during the 2017-2018 season.

Our coach during my underclassmen years had said that “We live by the three. We die by the three.” This was especially true in my junior year. When we shot well, our team found success. But when we didn’t, the odds didn’t go in our favor. We won only two games, both of which were hard fought wins against West Shores.

Also during this year, I had my first “big game.” As we were getting blown out by Mesa Grande, late in the fourth quarter, I made a few three-pointers in a row. People were yelling “Shooter!” from the stands. I had this cheesy smile on my face, even though we lost by almost forty.

And that brings us to this year. Originally, I wasn’t going to play basketball for the school. It was too much stress, and I wanted to focus on my academics rather than sports. My senior friends disagreed with my decisions and attempted to persuade me time after time. I was adamant on this up until the first practice. A few days before then, our coach had a meeting with me. He too, attempted to persuade me to join the team. He said that I could be a legitimate third option for the team. I said I would think about it. A few days later, I went to the first practice. Surrounded by my teammates–I knew I couldn’t quit the team, so I didn’t.

This year was my big year of improvement. I averaged seven points, seven rebounds, and two assists per game–the best stat line of my career. There was a stretch of four games where I averaged over twelve points per game, one of which was my career high sixteen points against Desert Chapel. Though these numbers aren’t impressive from most basketball player’s standpoints, they were to me. This was a big accomplishment for me.

Ben was now 6’1,” and the tallest person on the team. If you don’t count the games he didn’t play, he averaged nineteen points per game, had five twenty-point games and one thirty-point game, which allowed him to lead the league in scoring. Daniel led the league in assists. But, there is someone else I want to highlight: Asher Mai. Though Asher struggled with confidence, his senior year was his best year by far. He had his first game in which he scored more than ten points, and three games where he grabbed more than ten rebounds.

I’m so thankful that I’ve had the opportunity to play with these players. I started out just wanting to be like the cool kids to becoming an average high-school basketball player. And, throughout this process, I saw the development of my classmates, who have exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Editor: Luke Langlois