Locker Rooms-Personal Narrative

I take the ball out and instantly we get a turnover. I couldn't believe it, the turnover felt like it was my fault. All of my teammates were confused which lead to more turnovers. Now the other team is coming back for the win. I remember the last two minutes of the game, it was like a clock ticking. Everyone on both teams just wanted to run the clock out. Finally I got a steal and went down the court for a layup, that put us up by two points. The other team comes down the court and waist time then, they take a three while were yelling out shot! The shot goes in. That makes them go up by one, our coach called a timeout. There are only 5 seconds left in the game and I have to take the ball out again. I didn't want to make another mistake so, I launched the ball down court to Chris Robinson. He didn't have the shot so he passed it to Cecil. Cecil also didn't have a shot so he passed it to Martell. As soon as Martelle got the ball there is one more second left and he shoots the ball. The ref calls a foul, and the ball goes in putting us back up by two points. We already knew that we were going to win all Martelle had to do was make this last free throw. He made the free throw and he is the reason that we won that game. Closest game I ever played

In the Semi-Final game we played the Wilsonville Wildcats. It was a game where we got smacked in the mouth early, The Wildcats were up two touchdowns early, but we were never out of the game we came back made them play four quarters of all out physical football. We ended up winning that game 63-35. Entering the locker room, the excitement filled the air and the chant “were going to the ship,” began. The whole season lead up to this moment the moment when we knew that we had made it all the

We got changed in the locker room, listening to music that would get our adrenaline pumping. The game started with a tip-off with us getting the ball and scoring on the first play, but so did the other team. The game was very close. We would score, they would score. No one ever got ahead by more than four points. At the end of the second quarter with ten seconds left, it was their ball and we were down by two. They did a nice play and a girl got a wide open three pointer. Then the buzzer went off and we all looked at our fuming coach and knew what was about to come at half time. You know that scene in the movie, “42” about Jackie Robinson, where the other teams coach is yelling at him saying rude things? And then there’s the heartbreakingly beautiful scene where Jackie goes into the dugout and breaks his bat and screams and cries. That’s what our halftime was like. The coach yelling and us wanting to scream and cry, but still we had determination to win this game. We came back out ready to play and immediately tied it back it up. The game kept going back and forth, until the fourth quarter with a minute left and us up by four. The other teams coach called a timeout and our coach gave us a speech about if we wanted to win, we needed teamwork. Teamwork just like Jackie Robinson and the Brooklyn Dodgers. We came back out and held the game at four points until the buzzer went

I refused to cheer too much because I know it would drive my focus away and it was best to stay humble. I reminded the offensive team this because it would be our hubris if we let our victories envelope our heads. By the end of the final quarter, we had won our game by only a 2-point conversion. The cannonade from my chest was still lunging towards the outside world. Throughout the game I feared failure, yet I overcame it. Realizing that my role was more influential than I known previously, I adapted to the pressure. I reflected on my own performance and knew I could do better. There was so much I could improve on and I was determined to be the

Everyone having their inside thoughts but I was thinking to myself “We can’t lose, we just can’t.” That’s all i could think about. It was the fourth quarter which was the last one. The score was close 44-47 we were down though the entire game. We have never been down before. I can’t believe what was happening at the moment but I tried not to let that get to me.

When I was younger I used to play sports especially football. I remember playing in the championship game for Coral Reef Senior High against American Heritage Senior High. It was my last high school game and for us to remain undefeated throughout the season. I also knew I had to bring my “A” game because of college scouts were going to be at the game. Our game was to be played at Florida International University at 7pm. My team and I went to the FIU stadium two hours before the game started to stretch and loosen up. So as the time was winding down for us to play we step on the field, all I could see was a lot people in the stands cheering us on. I kind of had butterflies in my stomach but I had to put that feeling aside and help my team win.

The crowd is cheering, the pressure, the weight of my team on my shoulders I take three dribbles and then I spring up and take a shot and. It was a December night on the day of the Oley Championship Basketball Game, against Oley. After the tip off, the game was in Oley’s hands. They played great defense, made a lot of their shots, but our team just played horribly and they were up by 16 points. At the end of the third the score was around 26-10 Oley, but in my head the game was not over yet because we still had 8 minutes to come back, and I always want to win. Nothing really happened in the first 4 minutes, but in the last 2 minutes I contributed with an assist and 5 points including a layup and a three.

We were destroying Lenawee Christian, and at the end of the third quarter we were up 44-6. Coach started to put under classmen in the game. Shortly after, I heard coach calling my name. I could not believe it, that coach was actually going to put me in the game! I was excited and ready to go in. Coach put me on defence in the cornerback position. I have never practiced this position, so I was a little nervous. Little did I know, the first play I was in, I got injured. A senior from the other team ran through

My teammates and I were all hyped up and ready for this game. Then they call us on the field to warm up. My stomach was everywhere I was really nervous and didn't want to mess up. Many kids on my team felt the same way but once the whistle blew it all went away. The whistle blew and it was game time we were doing good the whole time and had the ball and we scored it happened. We were winning by halftime against the best team.The half time whistle blew and we were up.we knew that now as a team we need to keep it up and not let them

After a sleepless night Saturday finally came around. As the team warmed up for the game I began to have butterflies. At last the first whistle was blown to start the game. Eventually it was time for are offensive unit to go in. On the very first drive I powered my way threw the the line of scrimmage and broke a huge 30 yard touchdown.

I walked on because I knew exactly what he meant. The feeling when you know you played well but the rest of your team kind of stunk. The rest of the morning went by and as soon as we knew it we were back at the rink ready to play our second game. I knew I had to be ready because this was my game and I didn’t want to let my team down. We played through the game and we won 3-1 and I felt kind of happy about how I played. Everyone in the locker room was in a really good mood and then my coach walked in.

It was finally my time to shine. I threw on the sweaty jersey, and it was time for the second half. The balls gets kicked right up in the air right to me. I catch the ball and run straight forward and collide right into a nequa player. For 45 min straight the game it's self was bloody battle. The sun was so hot, our team became desperate for a timeout to get sum water and hydrate ourselves. We were only down 1 try and we needed that last score to take the

We were in a full timeout i was zoned out, and my mind was blank, i was scared to death for the team, this was the championship game, I didn't want to let down the team by missing a shot completely, a lot of people were telling me a lot of things such as ‘’you can do this’’ ‘’ you've done this many times’’ but i was completely out of my mind, I couldn't think straight i was hearing voices but didn't really catch em’ but there was one thing i did catch and it said ‘’never looked at the consequences of missing a big shot... when you think about the consequences you always think of a negative result, Some people want it to happen, some wish it would happen, others make it happen, and this is your time to make it happen,’’ and that's exactly what I did I wasn't afraid to fail, i was able to accept failure, everyone fails at

It popped open and spilled all down the officer’s back. When the officer turned back around with a furious face, Steve just sat there and smiled and mocked the officer’s laugh. The officer left to change his suit with one in the locker rooms and when he came back he took Steve out of his cell and put him in the car to take him to the trial. When Steve got out of the car he was shocked to see how many news stations were that to just record him going it to a court house.

After a long day of school, I was finally ready, well at least I thought I was. All of the pressure that was building up inside me to finally play under the friday nights lights was an uncomfortable feeling at first. My heart was beating so rapidly it felt like it was coming out of my chest. Here I was sitting in my locker with my headphones on trying get myself ready for my first last game ever. The music was so loud I was cancelling out every little sound that was happening in the locker room to keep myself concentrated. Nothing would get in my way to mess up my confidence. My teammates and I seemed to sit in suspense forever while watching each second on the clock pass by.