Essay On The Big Game-Personal Narrative

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This was the big game that we were all looking forward to. This team that we are playing are our rivals. If we were to win this game then we would be region champions. We all got into the bus and put our headphones in. No one said a word to anyone. You could hear a pin drop on that bus.

While we were driving to the game my nerves were on edge. I couldn’t sit or think straight. I had to be moving around. My music was playing and my eyes were closing. All I did while my eyes were closed was imagining the game. I saw myself scoring the final goal to win the game. The crowd went wild and so did my team. My coach and teammates ran out to the field to tackle me. They were so happy and so was I. But, I felt a jerk during my dream and I woke up and realized that we were there. “This is it”, I said to myself.

When we got off the bus my whole team was in shock. This school was huge. It looked like it should’ve been a college. We couldn’t believe what we saw. Also the field was even better. It looked like they just got a new field. The turf was new and the benches had a roof over them. I was glad about that because it was pouring rain. Also it was freezing, it felt like it was like 30 degrees. It was so cold. I was glad that they had the roof over the benches so that while we were on the bench not playing we …show more content…

The whole team went crazy. We couldn’t believe that we scored that fast and then 20 minutes after that we scored again. We couldn’t believe it again we scored; we thought that it would’ve been a closer game than it was. The ref blew his whistle to signal halftime. We went to the corner flag that was next to the goal. Our coach was pleased with how we played the first half. After we heard what coach had to say to us we went back to the bench. When we went back we could hear the other coach screaming at his team. I mean like you could hear him from the street. That’s how loud it

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