Personal Narrative: Football My Whole Life

I decided that I was going to run cross country in the fall, something I never even considered before. The first week of practise, I anticipated dreading going on the long runs and suffering through difficult workouts. Instead, what found was the most supportive group of people in my school and even more surprising I discovered my love of running. Now in my senior year of high school, I have become a dedicated runner who finds enjoyment in the pain of pushing yourself to the limit. Cross Country has taught me many lessons such as the importance of commitment and determination, however the lesson that stands out is the importance of being open to new opportunities and overcoming obstacles.

From the time I first started playing to the end, I wanted to get better, my brothers on the team pushed me and I had coaches that taught and pushed me. My first practice was in July, the summer before my seventh grade school year. It was so hot! I remember walking up to practice that had already started. I had no idea what I was doing, I was so frustrated that I had just

Right after we won the game we got to go to the senior football game right after our game they lost but they tried there hardest to win cause they were working hard and they got a lot of

The first day down and many more to come for this ‘learning experience’ of a season. Once the season got rolling and we got closer to our first game I was getting really excited and anxious to finally compete against other teams. The day came for our first game against Benton Community and we actually played better than

Personal Narrative My eighth grade year has barely started. I have never tried doing sports in school, so i figured i tried something new. So i joined flag football just to see how it is, I was nervous at first on how it was going to turn out, but after a while of practicing I was very comfortable with going everyday after school to practice. One day, the P.E. teacher announced, “Alright guys you’re all soon be going to High School, which means it will soon be time to apply for sports in High School.” This was exciting for me because after weeks of practicing flag football, I kind of felt like playing real football in high school.

September 30th, 2000, the day I first walked into Beaver Stadium on the campus of Pennsylvania State University. I was hooked. Since that day, I have been enamored with collegiate athletics. During my senior year of high school, I realized actually playing collegiate sports was a dream I that wouldn’t be able to fulfill. Although an opportunity presented itself during my senior year of college, I was paid to work during athletic events.

My primary position on the junior varsity team was quarterback. Although we had many outstanding athletes, our first season was far from successful; however, my eighth and ninth grade years, we went undefeated in football. In middle school, I continued my baseball career with the school; yet, my desire to be on the diamond shifted more towards football. Sports brought a glorious feeling into my life in middle school; on the other hand, not everything turned out the way I had expected, for a tragic event changed my life forever. Something horrendous occurred to my close friend, Payton Mitchell.

One particular moment was when I scored my first ever touchdown for a league team. Then from then on out I grew to love the sport of football. When I was around nine years old my dad enrolled me into the Duck Creek Pop Warner Football league where for the first time, I would play for an actual organized team. I was so excited to begin to play actual football from my years of playing around with my friends throwing the ball around or watching the games with my dad. Growing up with my brother we would play football together on an awkward one against one game where I wasn’t allowed to tackle him because he was younger than me and my parents didn’t want him to be hurt.

I played well my 8th grade year and wanted to impress the varsity coach. So I attended every camp, workout, and winter practice to hopefully even get his attention. Even if I didn’t perform well I made sure I would always hustle and have a great attitude towards the game. The first day of practice I went and warmed up with the JV squad. In the middle of stretching the varsity coach shouted at me, “Green!

I had no experience playing at the varsity level, but I had played this position every year while growing up. I gave my best effort during long hot practices and games during the summer and these efforts paid off. I was a starting player for the rest of the season and took my team to the regional finals. This final game