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Personal Narrative: A Day In The Field

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It was the beginning of August, soon to be my freshman year of high school. Soccer tryouts were around the corner. I was tense yet very eager to get there and show everyone what I had been working on the entire year. It was my only opportunity to make new friends and to play the sport that I treasured most in this world. The night beforehand, I could barely sleep. Every hour I would stir hoping it was time to leave. When 6 o’clock hit I sprung from my bed and hurried down the stairs. Clutching my bag, I grabbed a bite to eat, and I was off. I dashed outside and hopped into my mom’s car. Tryouts began at 7 but given that my mom had work, I was early. When I arrived at the field, it was empty. I was the first one there. I put on my shin guards …show more content…

I was hesitant to say anything to the other players given that most of the players already knew each other. But I didn’t let that stop me from introducing myself and being the best I could possibly be. Coach Elias spent the first five minutes going over all he expected of us, on and off of the field. In addition, he explained that the tryouts were going to be taken place over a time span of 4 weeks. When he was finished, he blew his whistle and we all got to work. We had practiced for four hours every day, from Monday through Friday. As the four weeks began to come to a close, I pushed myself harder than ever before. On the last day of those four excruciating weeks, Coach Elias called us all off of the field one by one to let us know our placement on the teams, JV, or Varsity. When he called my name. I took a deep breath and began jogging toward him. First he had congratulated me for completing the four weeks. He then proceeded to inform me that my hard work had paid off. I had done it; I had made the Varsity team as a freshman. He then continued to inform me that I have a lot of potential. He carried on and told me that even though I had made the team, he could not promise a lot of playing time. I turned and thanked him, and headed back to

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