Basketball vs. cross country/track

My dad always had a dream of being a basketball star. Unfortunately he broke his foot, went to icc, married my mom, lost his job at the family bakery because he married my mom, got out of shape, and started having what would be 7 children. I am the oldest, therefore i get to be the trial and error child. From my gradeschool years to highschool, my dad pushed me to play basketball. I played center. I dont remember whether i liked it to much as a child. I just remember HATING it as a teen. I didnt hate the game, just the pressure my dad put on me. I told him so many times i want to quite, im no good, i dont like it anymore... he answered you cant quite, you are good, and its a fun game! The fact that he was telling me i had to play made the situation worse. Now i was slowing down, maybe on purpose, i was no longer a starter, i got to be the benchwarmer, the cheering team! This was acctually nice, i had minimized my tallent so my dad wouldnt be furious when i quite. By that time he had 6 other children to hope will become basketball stars. I don't like being told what to do, and before i realized that, i would sneak around and not speak my mind. But now that i know i make sure everyone else knows what i want or dont want.