Sometimes
Sometimes you air ball a free-throw, the easiest shot possible in basketball...mostly cause it is well, free..but you air ball one. You can either cry about it and just say how you will be apart of basketball history forever about how you are now one of the few who actually air balled a free-throw. Or, you can do down the floor on the next possession and dunk it home.
Basically...shit happens. You can cry about it, get upset over it but then bounce back. Forget about it. It happens, which means it already happened. And no matter how much you get upset, or cry, or weep or wish you coulda did something different, you can't. The airball happened, and you can not go back in time and retake that shot. Once you accept that, you're good to go. Everyone gets down at some point, but there is no point in staying there, especially over something stupid like airballing a free throw. Yes this is a giant metaphor I'm using here but that's besides the point. Nonetheless, it is an important metaphor. Acceptance is key.
Basically...shit happens. You can cry about it, get upset over it but then bounce back. Forget about it. It happens, which means it already happened. And no matter how much you get upset, or cry, or weep or wish you coulda did something different, you can't. The airball happened, and you can not go back in time and retake that shot. Once you accept that, you're good to go. Everyone gets down at some point, but there is no point in staying there, especially over something stupid like airballing a free throw. Yes this is a giant metaphor I'm using here but that's besides the point. Nonetheless, it is an important metaphor. Acceptance is key.