A Narrative Essay On How Football Changed My Life

“Football is like life - it requires perseverance, self-denial, hard work, sacrifice, dedication and respect for authority” (vince lombardi) For me football started during the seventh grade, and is with me to this day, it take countless hours and many bruises to have a chance of succeeding on just a single play but what i think you must have in football and in life to succeed at your dream is perseverance.

Over the years of my life I have matured greatly, I have matured in many different ways. Unlike my little brother who has a lot of maturing to go, in my thirteen years I have outgrown many activities that used to be funny. I have mature mentally while deer hunting and in my school work. I have also matured morally in the sports that I play.

Before: Exemplary grades. 3.82 GPA actually. Starting varsity football player, though I was only a sophomore. A beautiful girlfriend of two years. Confidence. Social life. Motivation.

In the middle of my tenth grade year I suffered a broken arm that would change my life forever. Life before I had this this broken arm my life was great, I was playing the sport that I immensely passionate about and had no problems. When I suffered my painful injury everything started to become worse. This was truly the worst time in my life. After I recuperated from my horrific injury, life started to get better and I was allowed to return to the one sport that I love.

The air was as crisp as a fresh picked apple, this my friends was football. Four years ago I decided that I wanted to play football.I was excited to play a contact sport and tackle people. The coaches decided to put me in the nose guard position for the Lake Zurich flames defense. The nose guard tries to get past the guy who hikes the ball and tackle the guy with the ball. I enjoy playing the noseguard position.

I break a tackle, jump for the pile, TOUCHDOWN! Finally we get past Billerica by scoring late in the fourth. With seconds left in the game Billerica lines up in trips right, making the safety guard inside man. The quarterback takes the snap drops back and I am Already rushing him for the stop. I got him to save the game with a fumble recovery.

When I left school that beautiful Spring day, I had no idea what was in store for me. After another long and boring day, I happily walked out the building and was searching for my dad’s car. He was parked on the edge of the street and told me to hop in the backseat. He looked at me and said that he has a surprise for me. I was extremely excited.

Football practice was surprisingly painless and quick. With the homecoming game around the corner, I assumed drills would have been nonstop. But they weren't. It seemed coach was becoming more lenient, perhaps because of the rain. I couldn’t imagine he liked being outside, shivering in this deluge any more than we did.

Have you ever felt like you have been so far down and you just do not know how to get back up? Well I have, over these past two months it has been the worst times of my life. Just recently the doctor said I was not going to be able to play football this season. It sucks because I got moved up from freshman to the varsity team and I was looking forward to playing this year.

I was not a good soccer player. In fact, the only reason I played it was because some of my friends did. Once I decided to end my “career” in soccer and started playing football, my life was changed forever. If it wasn’t for football, I would not be the person I am today.

Once upon a time there was a kid named Josh and he was a football player. He has brown hair and blue eyes. He lived in Green Bay, Wisconsin.His favorite football team is the Green Bay Packers. Josh played for the Chargers. He was shorter and smaller than the others, but that didn’t stop him. Josh went to a small school that only had 120 people in his entire 8th grade class. Josh made good grades and focused on school before football.

Due to having a father like mine, my childhood was not an enjoyable experience for me. When I was younger, I didn’t understand what was going on or the type of person my father truly was.

Since I was a child, I always dreamed of being a soccer player and competing against the best players in the world. I used to practice almost every day, eating healthy getting better day by day. I always had feelings that one day, I would be a professional a soccer player and participating in world famous events. I had a lot of confident's in myself, and I know this was because of my family always encouraged me to follow my dream and advising me to never give up no matter what happens. I always felt special to my family; they supported me and never made me feel discourage. I was fortunate to have my family in my side day by day. I had vision in myself; since I was kid, I would be reaching my goal and nothing would be able to stop me from accomplishing

Everyone has something that he or she loves to do. Some people get their share of fun by playing music, and others by hiking up steep mountains. Me? I have fun by enjoying sports. Sports are something that bring millions of people together and are also a phenomenal teacher of many things, one being loyalty. The same cannot be said for anything else. I believe that sports bring the world together unlike anything else ever could.

As I strolled down the sidewalk to get into the football game, I saw three boys talking and throwing a football around. The boys were throwing the fully aired football lightly, fast, and even on occasion short to mess with the receiver. Other fans were also walking to the entrance to watch the football game. They gathered their blankets, jackets, and mittens to stay warm while watching the big game. The most noticeable things to me at the football game were the people and things surrounding me.