re: What’s your biggest choke moment in sports/life?

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by Arthur Bach

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drugs are bad mmmkay

Was at the line up 2 in the first round of high school basketball playoffs with like 30 seconds left. Bricked both free throws. Thankfully we got a defensive stop and someone else iced the game.

Made up for it in the second round though. Upset the 5 seed on the road and I made 5 straight free throws in OT

Freshman football. Started RB. Playing at my dads Alma matter who he was the star rb for. He’s sitting with his old coach in the stands and I’m going off the whole game. We go to OT. They score first. I fumble to lose the game on the first play of our possession. It was a lonely bus ride back

My growth spurt hit in the summer between 8th and 9th grade. I went from scrub to contending for playing time at DE on the 9th grade squad. I got hurt in the first game and was out until midway during the season. My first game back, coach sends me in. The QB drops back to pass, trips and falls down. Geeked up on adrenaline, I late hit him about five seconds after the whistle blows

Reading the replies in this thread made me think of this, although I would in no way call it the "biggest choke" or anything like that, more like a "man can you believe this shite?" kinda thing.

-I was playing youth soccer, maybe like 8 or 10 years old or something like that. Rec league so totally not a big deal but old enough to where it's still kinda starting to be skilled and not just cats chasing a ball. Anyways the ball is kicked to me by a teammate and I'm looking down to receive it. I trap it and then pick my head up and nobody is moving. It was weird. Like there's a bunch of people around but everyone is just kinda standing there. I should've mentioend earlier but will now that I have an intense dislike of being the center of attention adn everyone staring at me. So when I look up and everyone is just standing there looking at me, my first thought was "holy shite, the ref must've blown a whistle and I didn't hear it. omg omg...they need the ball. Ok I gotta give the ref the ball right now". So I go pick up the ball and toss it to the ref. ***WHISTLE - HAND BALL*** There was no whistle and apparently this age group still had a ton of people that just stand around and look at the ball. So obviously in the grand scheme of life this isn't a big deal at all but I never forgot it bc it was kinda embarrasing.

**fast forward like 10 years**

-I'm in college at UGA playing intramural sports with the boys. We're playing indoor soccer and our team isn't too bad. Regular game, not the title game or anything. I'm a defender and our team is pressing so everyone is playing up. Other team gets a hold of one and kicks it the length of the floor and being the last line of defense I turn around to get it before the goalie and turn around to get it back in play. I've got the ball and everyone is just standing still including the refs. Let me tell you...this is like a moment from the wonder years or how i met your mother where you've got an internal dialogue talking to you. For a frickin decade I remembered that other thing, but for some reason, in that exact millisecond of a moment, I guess I didn't remember it. Because you know what happens next. I thought "oh shite, ref blew a whistle and I didn't hear it and now everyone is looking at me wanting the ball" so I bent over and picked it up and threw it to the ref. **WHISTLE - HAND BALL**

Let me tell you, that's something you never forget. I will be 110 years old on my death bed unable to eat solid foods or remember my wife but I will remember that dumb shite.

Set up to kick a 45yd FG in HS, had to hit it hard, was just a ‘lil out of my comfort range, drilled the ball right into my center’s arse…

Driving the new car, got too focused on chasing a guy that was faster and had 200 more hp. Got the tires too hot and spun...
Had to talk to the RD in the pits...

Adrenaline don't equal brains...

League bowling…put up 9 strikes in a row..first ball in the tenth miss my spot but get lucky with a Brooklyn strike. Next ball miss my mark end up with a 5-10 split…miss both…286. Never had more than 6 in a row to start a game again.

You are so full of shite