C.J. Kirst’s competitive spirit was built in the driveway of his Bernardsville, New Jersey home.
When he was in fourth grade, it was where his older brother, Connor, would throw him to the pavement before dunking the pool basketball into an eight-foot Nerf hoop. The fourth youngest of the Kirst brothers, C.J. took his share of lumps playing one-on-one basketball with Connor, Colin, Cole and Caden.
“We’d go at it, and I’d just shove him to the ground,” Connor Kirst remembered. “He’d get up and continue to play. Then he started crying, and I’d have to run away from my dad trying to get me because I was beating him up.”
As he got older, C.J. Kirst graduated to the 10-foot, in-ground hoop — one that he ran into going for a lay-up and needed stitches in his forehead to fix. His battles with Cole, the brother he spent the most time with, started to become more competitive as he hit middle school.
Eventually, C.J. Kirst’s fire to win matched his brother’s. Cole Kirst won’t soon forget the day he lost in one-on-one.
“I was throwing a temper tantrum at C.J.,” Cole Kirst said. “I was chucking the ball at him and trying to chase him, but he was too fast. My dad told me, ‘He doesn’t stop. He’s going to keep working hard and getting after it.’”
“Games would always end in a fight or someone crying, and our dad would always have to break it up,” C.J. Kirst joked.
C.J. Kirst knew he’d never have the physical advantage in his driveway basketball games, or the backyard football and lacrosse battles, so he found a different way to compete. His endless motor helped him eventually go toe-to-toe with Cole, Connor and Colin — and it became his identity as he grew into a talented lacrosse and basketball player at Delbarton (N.J.).