Autobilography of Zlatan Ibrahimovic

Hours after driving in the region of the Panama City Beach strip, I decided that we should go back home. Since my friend drove the largest part around the strip, he let all the driving to me. It was around 1:30 am. I was heavy-eyed, but not sleepy enough in order to impair my driving skills. My friend was guiding me the way home since I was not as familiar with it as he was, but some how due to the darkness of the night, I passed the street that I was supposed to turn, and it lead us to about 20 minutes off the schedule we had planned.

Football is a game of passion, a time when nothing else matters and the only thing that matters is going out there having fun and fighting for the guy next to you. Football has always been something that I loved and had a wild passion for. I’ve made friendships and memories to last a life time and I can always be grateful that football did that for me. Now of course I’ve had some bad memories during football as well, I remember walking out of the film room on the last day of spring ball and having Coach Antle grab me and say “Gage, I think I want to try you at a new position, I want to put you at defensive end. We need you more there and we think you can really excel there.” I remember being so furious, I had played linebacker ever since I could remember and now the last day of spring ball my senior year everything was about to change.

After quitting, I focused solely on football. I loved being apart of the team. The thought of playing on a field just like The New England Patriots always ran through my head. I’ve always dreamed about being in the NFL since I was 4. (my first year in The Little Knights). Knowingly by now, the NFL is a rare career to achieve.

Sticking two black button eyes on our snowman, I turned and gave Charlie a high-five. "Finished!" I said. "And there's not a finer snowman in the whole neighborhood." But Charlie wasn't looking at me. He was staring at the snowman, his face almost as white. "D-d-d-did you s-s-s-see THAT?" he stammered..... "See

The moment I quit it seemed as the right thing to do. At the point I had torn my ACL and all my friends were quitting as well. My biggest thing at the time was I did not think I could get back into the hang of it. My coaches were always

My heart was no longer in football after 5 years of playing the sport, I only loved it for 3 years out of the 5. How I feel in love, I still remember pee wee and middle school football like it was yesterday. The sound of the helmets cracking on one another, the sweat dripping down my face and body, and the sound of my teammates breathing heavy after running. These were the years where you were excited to go to practice, lift and play Thursdays, but with everything good there is always a bad. High school football changed the way felt towards football. I began to hate the sport that I once loved and wanted to do for a living, if I was given the opportunity. The nonstop hitting and hitting and hitting, the pressure on the knees every time you would block someone, and practices that last for 3-4 hours long every day after school, in 90-100 degrees, and with 20 pounds of pads on. I thought was not worth saying I play for the Devine Warhorses. High school football felt like a job that you are not getting paid to do, having to wake up early to go watch film on the team you’re playing that week, and having to go in for lunch sometimes. When I played high school football I had no social life outside of the football team and had no time to work on what really matters… school. Strong and talented can only get you so far in a sport without being truly in love with it. When your burned out, not having any fun, and dreading for the season to come to an end,

I hated to go to practice when I started playing, I was small, I wasn’t athletic, and didn’t really knew anything about football at the age of six. The whole time there I hated how I was one of the last ones to finish a lap, one of the weakest tacklers, and not much talent. But after enduring those harsh practices after weeks of knowing that information I didn’t quit. I think I just wanted

Intimate Encounters A Guide to Effective Prayers Sharnik Hansbrough Copyright © 2012 Sharnik Hansbrough All rights reserved. ISBN: ISBN-13: DEDICATION This book is inspired by the life struggles with marriage and family, and ultimately finding my spiritual self with our Heavenly Father. Thank you to my husband, my children, my mother and siblings, and all other family members and friends. Thank you all for your support over the years. I love you!

The Snowmobile Ride I was running back and forth trying to find all my gear for snowmobiling! My Grandpa was going on the ride too, so was my uncle Troy. We all were trying to get our gear on. I’m the one who's always the first to put all my gear on. Then I was out the door like a streak of lightning.

said "we better start walking down the road to find a place to stay". As that night was coming to a end we could finally see city lights in the distance, I was tired and thirsty so I could not wait till we got to a store. Once we walked into the

Objects with Wheels That first car ride home was crazy! That big ol’ metal box moves so fast! I love car rides, but it can be a little discombobulating if you aren’t used to it. So can motorcycles and bicycles, so lots of love and treats when we handle it well.

look.“Hoping to see a ghost?” I chuckled, taking the turn as she directed. “Ha!” Jim snorted derisively. He yawned and turned Heart pounding in terror, I hit the gas. A moment later, I glanced in the rearview mirror

Last spring my cousins came skiing with us. They also came the spring before that and we had a bunch of fun. But what we did on this trip was the craziest thing I have ever done.

We went to Georgia and Tennessee. I was really excited to go to Tennessee because there was a possibility for me to see snow. I’ve never seen snow before and it’s funny because I was born in Ohio but I moved to Florida at a really young age so I don’t remember it at all. But anyway, while I was up there I was not expecting it to be that cold, mind you Florida is really hot. So while we were driving up a mountain, we decided to stop by a river that had snow around it. I started to play with the snow and I fell into the river, and let me tell you I have never been so cold in my life. I was freezing! But since our wonderful bodies have three layers of skin, the mighty glorious dermis layer helped get me warm and this is how.

“GOAL!”, Shikhar had scored a goal. I was at my friends house, my face buried in the red, leather couch. In front of me was a 65 inch Samsung television My friend and I were playing FIFA on my XBOX and he was destroying me so far in the game. It was only the second minute and he had already scored. My team was FC Barcelona and his team was Real Madrid. I had the legendary forward and he had the legendary FIFA skills. I was mad and I really felt sad after he scored and I was determined to score a goal and win the game. That was mostly because before we started the game we both made a bet of 15 dollars and would be popular at school. He also had a disadvantage in one key area , fortunately. That was his formation. His formation was a 4-3-3 attack which was three forwards three midfielders, a left back, a right back, two center backs, and one goalie. I had a 4-3-3 holding which meant that I had a defensive midfield instead of just three plain old midfielders. Overall, this meant that I had a better structure and could defend and while he could only attack well.