Last Shot
Format
Student Film Festival
Faculty Mentor Name
Patti McCarthy
Faculty Mentor Department
Filmmaking
Abstract/Artist Statement
The last shot.
It’s March 23, 2013. There are four seconds on the game clock, in the 2nd half of a championship game. The score was 63-63. The crowd is going wild. Both teams’ players are exhausted. The coach from the Pacific Tigers calls a timeout. The players feel intense and nervous as they leave the floor. For most, this is the last game of their college career.
Timeout is over. The first timeout horn buzzes. The players are suppose to come out to the floor, but they don’t.
The second horn calls out. No one comes out. Both coaches are still drawing up plays for their players. The Pacific coach is drawing a play for offense and the other team coach is drawing plays for defense.
The third horn sounds. The referees go to both teams’ huddles and say, “You guys need to be on the court.” Both team obey. Tension is tight on the players’ faces.
The ball is thrown-in; the game is in play. Ray, my teammate, inbounds the ball to me.
Three second left.
The crowd is screaming, deafening me to the calls of my teammates.
Two seconds left.
I pass the ball to TJ off screen; he’s wide open.
One second left.
TJ catches it and then shoots from the three point line. He makes it.
End game buzzer.
The crowd, my teammates from the bench, and coaches storm the floor. People cry, jump up and down, and hug one another. I am speechless with joy.
And then I wake up and get ready for school.
Location
Janet Leigh Theatre
Start Date
9-5-2017 7:00 PM
End Date
9-5-2017 10:00 PM
Last Shot
Janet Leigh Theatre
The last shot.
It’s March 23, 2013. There are four seconds on the game clock, in the 2nd half of a championship game. The score was 63-63. The crowd is going wild. Both teams’ players are exhausted. The coach from the Pacific Tigers calls a timeout. The players feel intense and nervous as they leave the floor. For most, this is the last game of their college career.
Timeout is over. The first timeout horn buzzes. The players are suppose to come out to the floor, but they don’t.
The second horn calls out. No one comes out. Both coaches are still drawing up plays for their players. The Pacific coach is drawing a play for offense and the other team coach is drawing plays for defense.
The third horn sounds. The referees go to both teams’ huddles and say, “You guys need to be on the court.” Both team obey. Tension is tight on the players’ faces.
The ball is thrown-in; the game is in play. Ray, my teammate, inbounds the ball to me.
Three second left.
The crowd is screaming, deafening me to the calls of my teammates.
Two seconds left.
I pass the ball to TJ off screen; he’s wide open.
One second left.
TJ catches it and then shoots from the three point line. He makes it.
End game buzzer.
The crowd, my teammates from the bench, and coaches storm the floor. People cry, jump up and down, and hug one another. I am speechless with joy.
And then I wake up and get ready for school.