It’s after school, and Mom’s looking for you.
She probably knows where to find you, though, because wherever there’s a pick-up game, that’s where you are. Your whole family knows that you live for swishing, shooting, dribbling and dunking. They know you’ll jump through hoops to play hoops, which is why you’ll love “Crazy about Basketball!” by Loris Lesynski, illustrated by Gerry Rasmussen.
From the top of your head to the tips of your toes, you’re just a bunch of body parts that don’t even seem to work together very well sometimes. But when they do, you become something awesome: you’re a “basketball machine!”
There’s so much excitement during a basketball game and so much going on. No matter where you are, inside or outside, it seems like the best kind of chaos. There’s cheering and noise a thunka-thunk of dribbling, shoes squeaking and a basketball moving from hand to hand and up in the air. Who won? Either way, “the thrill’s immense!”
But basketball hasn’t always been the game you know and love.
Ancient Aztec ball players couldn’t dribble because their basketballs were solid, heavy and had no bounce. The playing area of “olden days” was made of cobble stones or plain dirt neither of which made a game easy. Early, primitive basketballs were made of pig bladders or not-quite-round soccer balls with thick laces.
Then, in the winter of 1891, Canadian “professor-coach” Dr. James Naismith devised a way for his students to get some indoor exercise. He took some old fruit baskets, hung them “10 feet high” and started to play. The problem was that if a basket was made, someone had to climb up to get the ball. It took 15 years for someone to realize that nets would work better and that the game would be more fun if there were holes in the bottom of them.
You know how exciting it is to watch a game and how thrilling it is to be cheering with a crowd. You also know what it takes to play: practice and training for body, hands and mind because, as a future pro, you know that it’s not all about the shoes.
I have to admit, “Crazy about Basketball!” took me a little aback.
I was expecting a fun, fans-and-players-based kid’s book on the game of basketball. I wasn’t expecting it to be written almost totally in rhyme. What’s most surprising, though, is that it works.
Using verse to speak to young athletes, Lesynski highlights the excitement of the game and all its facets to kids for can’t get enough hoops. I liked the way Lesynski moves between spectator and player POVs here (for kids who are one or the other), and the action-packed cartoon drawings by Rasmussen just add to the enjoyment.
Though this isn’t a stats-and-fact-filled book of seriousness, I think kids who love the game will want this light-hearted book on their shelves nonetheless. Young B-Ballers ages 8 to 13 will find “Crazy about Basketball!” to be a slam-dunk.
View publishes Terri Schlichenmeyer’s reviews of books for children weekly.