On the edge of my seat I can feel my heart racing, just waiting for the clock to run down. We’re up by two and though I was watching the game at home, I could feel the energy of the crowd radiating through the television. Ten, nine, eight… the crowd begins to count down, my brother and I join in shouting, “FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!” The buzzer sounds and the roar of the crowd comes rumbling through the speakers. The Chicago Blackhawks have just won, for the third time in six years, the 2015 Stanley Cup Championship, and as my brother and I danced around our basement chanting “We won! We won!” The overwhelming feeling of joy took me back to the 2013 Blackhawks parade. As I walked onto the train, my nostrils were flooded with the Blue Lines
G is for Giants According to https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Francisco_Giants “The San Francisco Giants are an American professional baseball franchise based in San Francisco, California. Originally known as the New York Gothams, the team moved to San Francisco in 1958. ” If you still don 't understand who the Giants are, they are a MLB team.
The time has come, baseball season is in full swing! Now that basketball has long since ended, it’s time for America’s greatest pastime to begin. Not to knock other sports, but come on. What’s more American than baseball, hot dogs, peanuts, and Crackerjacks? Captained by the Clark brothers Matt and Cam, the Panthers look to improve on their weak record of last Spring (two, maybe three wins?) and compete in a high powered Mayflower League.
Two years ago I played for the Carolina Reds. After a while we all determined we wanted a ring. During our first year we battled so hard to win a ring tournament. However we came up short every time.
After a while the conductor turned on his microphone and said that we were skipping the rest of the stops because the train was full. I was delighted because it was getting really noisy in the cart. Then we get to Chicago. We are all both shocked and thrilled by the amount of people walking down the streets.
Fans were screaming and waving towels throughout the entirety of the game. In the third period, the Blues were losing by a score of 2-3 with minutes to go. The crowd was going crazy trying to help the team as the clock winded down. With 6 seconds left, the puck made its way to the rookie Vladimir Tarasenko. As if he had practiced this his whole life, he fired a wrist shot without blinking and roofed it.
The Roar of the Crowd Everyone dreams of being the cause of it. It’s the American dream. The achievement is sweet but the celebratory cheers dedicated to you after words is even more delicious. But this roar of the crowd can be awarded in many ways.
“The winning home run”. It was a Friday night at Dodger stadium a really cold night at that time i was only 11 years old in the year 2011. My Dad and I went to watch our favorite baseball team the Los Angeles Dodgers. It was the Dodgers vs the Calorado Rockies the Dodgers were going for thier second straight sweep so my Dad and I knew the stadium was going to be full of screaming,loud and mad fans. As my Dad and I arrived we were getting out the car when we see the giant lines of Dodger fans trying to get into the stadium just to try to get a ball from batting practice from the Dodgers .
We watched the tv like a hawk as the player ran around the field to first, second, and third base winning the game. I jumped out of my seat and screamed. The cubs had just won the world series. Was it true? Soon all of our eyes that had been sleepy and tired were wide open watching the reactions of all the dedicated players.
Impossible is nothing. At first, I thought that trying out and making this team would be impossible. The soccer team, REAL Athletico, was a year older and the kids were more skilled, bigger, and stronger. However, I needed to try out for a new, better team, in order to get better and play soccer at any level in college.
You’ll never believe what happened…here’s a little backstory. I am a huge Dallas Cowboys fan from birth and I have always wanted to go to one of their games, but there would never be enough time, even if we were playing the New York Giants…. I was walking to class and because I was already late, the hallway was empty. I saw two of my favorite football players Dak Prescott and Ezekiel Elliott from the Dallas Cowboys. They were inviting me to their home game and I would have to go with them and miss class or miss the game entirely and go to class.
In all ways I am a Pittsburgh sports fan. I am a die had Pittsburgh sports fan, whether it be Steelers, pirates, penguins, or Pitt panthers I ride or die with them. They affect my day if they win or lose, I grew up watching all of them as a kid and I am emotionally attached. Being a Pittsburgh sports fan definitely has its ups and downs. Like last year the wild card game for the pirates which I went to, we got shut down by the Cub’s pitcher and didn’t post one run the whole game.
As there were ten minutes before the game we kept on doing the drills until I heard my coach announcing the starting lineup. I heard my name being announced so I prepared myself to go to the field. I could already see the trophy as it was in a table. As I walked in the field I could smell the trimmed grass and could hear my teammates say “we got this.”
The smack of the stick on the ice echoed in the arena, and for a moment everyone’s breathes went still and silent. 6… The puck bounded at the net like a dog after a cat. 5… The loud ringing of the puck off the post met everyone’s ears, and as the puck bounced in slow motion and swished to the back of the net, it sent my team into hysterics. I had finally done it. I had been a game
The screaming and cheering of winning. These are my Memories. Read more to find out. Picture 1 Have you ever been in a situation where you want something really bad and you don’t know if you’re going to get it? I have.
1.I am interested in football and i played both offense and defense. I am interested in playing football and i loved to play football. 2.The positions that i played were linebacker on defense and defensive end on offense.