Personal Narrative: My Last Year In Football

Tuesday and wednesday went by and thursday and friday were just scrimmage days. After school thursday we stretched and got warmed up then got straight to business we picked teams and started playing I didn 't think the teams were that fair but I didn 't really care I just had to play my game I started down with the freshman and sophomore like every other freshman but i wasn 't regular like them after a few games past the coaches seen that a had some talent and that I should be moved up with the jv and the varsity players so the coach plaste me in the other gym with the more advanced players and put me on a team as soon as i started playing with the older guys I noticed an immediate change in paste I started breathing harder my heart rate shot up and they were just way bigger than me but I had to make it work somehow I knew I wasn 't the best one out there but I hustled a lot and gave it my all and hoped that 's what coach was looking for.

That’s when I remembered the time we were at tryouts. A year ago, when I was at tryouts, I was so nervous, sweat was dripping from my hands before we even got there. After the tryout, I was really happy with what I had did.. Then a couple weeks later, we got a call and they said

Then we went and ran over how to tackle low since I was on defense this game not on offense where I would be a running back. But after that me and some of my friends were in a little group and we said that we might lose but we have a little chance of winning. It finally came to the start of the game

It was six o 'clock at the Friendswood junior high mustang field I was playing strong safety and I had to cover the extra receiver they brought out by the snap I was already beating my man and the next thing I know the ball was sailing my way straight to me. I am 13 years old and I am on the Friendswood junior high C-football team I am a second string slot receiver and starting strong safety

But to them all of it didn’t matter to them as long as the starting player’s won the game that week things wouldn’t be that bad. But when we would lose all hell would break lose. Hitting drills all practice whistle after whistle, being blown right in your ear. I felt like quitting and just sticking to my school studies.

I know I haven’t been the greatest kid from the start of the year. I really just let the devil control my life. When I found out I couldn’t play football it tore me in pieces and I felt everything I have worked for was a waste and then that’s when my “I Don’t Care”, mentality came into play and I made it visible and I felt everyone and the odds were against me

It felt as if i was just coasting along. That year, I earned the team MVP position and all state, all league, and all conference titles. Teams knew that when they had to play our team, they had to try and shoot through a wall. I have witnessed coaches talked strategy on trying to get into my head, get the ball around me, and even try and take me physically out of the game. I was fully dedicating myself and time to the sport, breathing, eating, sleeping waterpolo.

That’s why it was hard at first is because I was used to the way my old teachers taught things and everything was so different for me. When I was little I didn’t realize how hard it was going to be. At first I wondered why I even tried out for the team because I had to be at the school for practice at six in the morning, Monday through Saturday. But I kept telling myself that change is good and that things might be hard but things will always work itself out no matter how hard it is. So to this day I’m so glad that I kept telling myself that

It wasn't because I had never played football ,I had played football for three years prior to that. I was nervous because it was my first time playing school football and I had just transferred schools because the school I was going to be nasty,wretched,and unkempt. When I got home from school my mom had gotten me a brand new white and black glossy chin guard and a juicy and sour lemon flavored mouthguard.

I’ll admit it, I’m not the best player on my team. And as we all know, there’s only so many spots for the varsity team. So in no way did I expect to make varsity as a sophomore. However, I didn’t expect my friends too, either. The preseason had gone well: we practiced in the gym

The first two tryouts came and I was fairly confident I would make the team, but waiting for that email was one of the most nerve-wracking times in my life. I was sitting in my bed, waiting for the email to show up. I was a river of sweat. My heart was beating while I opened the message; Congratulations on making the boys soccer team; I was ecstatic and couldn’t wait to start the season.

I was not supposed to be on varsity, but since I was at every summer workout and studied the sport for the upcoming season I earned a spot. When we went to start practice I was starting on both defense and offense and I felt unstoppable. Two weeks went by and we had our first scrimmage against the hale center. I

I said, “ I know that, and I want to be on the field”. So I finally moved to wide receiver,WR, and could finally play safety. Coach Minnich would come to me in practice and just say,” Couldn’t do this playing quarterback”.

Five years ago I just started wrestling I wasn 't sure how I felt about it yet. I was not very good and got beat on a lot that was not like me to get beat on I was always pretty athletic and good at what I did. Coach was very strict and spent quite a bit of time yelling at me which at the time I did not know he was hard on me because he wanted to see me succeed. Five years ago I would never have thought that wrestling would make me who I am today and put the second brothers I have into my life. I would dread going into wrestling practice because it was hard

I went through that try out thinking I had my spot secured. I did all the drills and kept up with everyone. When it was time to be called individually, I walked through a cut in the gym into a small room where Coach Joe, an older man who was the head coach for the freshman team, was with the assistant coach. I walked in with a smile on my face that only lasted about five seconds when all of a sudden I heard “we didn’t like you. Sorry.”