Big Game Essay

Four minutes later 13 scored to make it four to three. The cheers of the crowd echoed in the arena. Then we went 10 minutes without scoring. With 5 minutes left. I skated around the defensmen went to my forehand, backhand. Score! It was four to four. Now it was tied.

The third game, that was previously postponed, was a tie at 8-8 with a team from Bucks County. Then it was a waiting game to see who and when we would play. We ended up playing a team called Big Sky and won that game. Then right after that we played York A team for the gold medal; which no keystone west team had ever won. The game was a long one if you were playing even though the game was only 40 minutes it felt like 2 hours. The game was 6-2 at the half and the keystone West team were winning. With under 1 minute left in the game the score was West 12 a York A had 8. York ran the ball down the field and then throw it out of bounds with under 30 seconds. West got the send it call and that is what they did and ended that throw with a goal. That ended the game and all but one of the West team ran to their goalie but I did not. I was in so much shock from how I went from one position to another in under a year and was one of the best in Western PA and how much we practice we had to let this moment happen. I am now and was and will always be proud of what happened with this

On my first day of rocket football practice in fifth grade I was nervous. This was the first year at my new school I would be playing football; Because of this I felt I had to prove myself to the players and the coaches. Unexpectedly, my coach yelled promptly at 6pm for us to fall into a line. Out of fear of running laps we all compelled to orders. Being the new guy, I was shoved to the fresh start of the line, after chatting with the two coaches beside him. Suddenly he began to speak in a less tempered voice. In such a way that made it seem he just realized he was yelling at kids to begin with. Calmly, he told us about how we were not allowed to practice without our helmet, shoulder

I was laying in my bed. Playing Madden Mobile waiting to go to Evans Baseball game. I was bored out mind trying to find something to do on Maddenn but then he called me.

The next morning, I sat solemnly backstage as my name was never announced for office. Hours later, I was back on the bus for our nine-hour-long trip back home to the very southern tip of Texas. Those on the bus understood that after the week I had, consisting of narrowly missing qualifying for nationals and losing state office, I was to be left alone, at least for a few hours. The peace was appreciated but left me to only reflect on what had happened over the course of the last

I just had one of my best seasons in years, playing for the best team in the nation with the best of friends. Although we’ve lost a couple of games at first, we have been on a tear recently beating every team by three or more goals. So I along with the rest of my team have been looking forward to this day since the beginning of the year. But, today seems a little different compared to the rest of the year, I wake up at my normal time of 7 O’clock in the morning. Then I go downstairs to where my mother has made eggs for me and my sister, knowing that today is a big day in my career, she leaves me alone to focus on the game. I then hear a big bang outside thinking it’s my friend shooting pucks outside I go check, I find out that it is my dad

I looked down as I was walking up the large stairs, thinking this was it the first baseball game I would see. I was so excited especially because it was my favorite team the Nationals playing. They were facing the Phillies. The noise was blasting out like 100 tiny speakers in my ears. This was gonna be the best day of my life I thought to myself. I had never imagined about doing this and getting to go to a professional baseball game. I thought this was one of my dreams becoming a reality.

Reading the second half of “The A game” took about the same amount of time as reading the first half. Once again, “The A Game” is a book written by Kenneth J. Sufka. The book gives students tips on how to make better grades. The new tips I learned about were developing learning objectives, learning the materials at all levels, using learning checks, and being exam savvy. The first part of “The A Game” was a little more straight forward. The second half is geared more towards the learning process and the right ways to learn something.

Over the other two wrestlers, he came up to me to ask if I had wanted to fill the spot because of how much dedication I had been showing. I immediately said that I would fill the spot. Though I knew I had only a slim chance of winning against varsity wrestlers, I still went to the tournament. With my luck, the first person I wrestled had been a state qualifier from the year before. It took 27 seconds for me to get steamrolled. In the second match, I wrestled a typical varsity athlete who only had a couple years experience on me. I made a personal goal to score at least one point during the match. After being taken down, I kept forcing my way back up. The other kid ended up returning me 3 times before managed I slipped away. I charged back in for a takedown and accidentally gave up an underhook which got me pinned. After that I felt disappointed due to my careless mistake, but glad because I had gotten that one

We went and got checked in, then prepped for bowling. I remember as soon as we got there, the other girls were queasy and complaining about their tummies. I felt fine, but everyone insisted, “No don’t eat those poisonous Timbits. They will kill your stomach.” Being the rebellious daredevil that I am, I ate them anyway and said to them all, “It’s fine it’s not like I’m gonna die.” Coach just told the girls to calm down because it was probably just nervous jitters. We sat in the dimly lit bar, waiting for what felt like an eternity. Then finally, the announcer said that we could get to our lanes for the playing of the Star Spangled Banner. I know that this is supposed to be a serious moment, but it seems like every time we have a tournament they play the one with the saxophone. The saxophonist is so obnoxious at some parts that it makes people giggle every time, and I just can’t help it. After they played the banner, they announced for practice to begin, and like always, I throw a gutter my first ball. It never fails, I do horrible in practice then make up for it in the game. The first game we bowled, I got a 253 (my highest score ever). That score put me in first place. I was so happy. People were so impressed and coach even said that some of the other coaches were impressed too. After that game, we bowled about five more (I honestly can’t say if it was five or six, because after three you start to lose count), and after each game I got more and more tired. At least I was staying in my normal 150-170 range though (that’s not too bad, but others can do better). I was slowly knocked down from the top. At the end of the tournament, they announced that they were taking the top 16 out of 50 something girls. I was really nervous because I had gotten the one 200 score (the highest game of the day) and the rest were in my normal range, plus the other girls were so good. They announced the first one through

Rain pounds down on top of my shako and my breathing is hard and ragged. The roar of the audience is deafening and the tears streaming down my face make it difficult to see. My drum majors put their hands down and my mellophone goes down with them. I run off the field and find my sister. It's her senior year. I hug her and collapse into sobs. The rush that I felt on the field makes me feel as light as air.

We passed all the security guards who all wished us good luck in our game. We finally arrived to our locker room where we all picked out a spot according to our position that we played. Our coach told us that all the defense and goalies should sit together and all the forwards should sit close. The second the team opened up their bags the raunchy stench of body odor filled the room. I set the stereo up and started playing the Rocky song that we would always listen to before every big game. The players were all dressed in our uniforms when the coach told us that he had a surprise for us. He yanked a box form the hallway and pulled out our new jerseys that he ordered for the great accomplishment. This reward reminded everyone of our unbelievable journey to the state game. Coach handed the jerseys out telling us the pride we should feel as we slip the sweater on. We had twenty minutes until the challenge when our coach ordered everyone to be quiet for his pre-game speech. He started out telling us how proud he was to be our coach and whatever happens in the next two hours he commends us. The rest of the speech was the strategy he wanted to use if we encounter any problems. In his final words the horn rang telling both the teams that it was time to take the ice.

I took off at a sprint towards the ball, I barely got there, but I was able to square up the ball and make a clean field. Then, the last one came, this one came screaming to my right side. Again I took off at a sprint, but I missed the ball with my glove. The ball, slammed into my ankle and bounced in front of me. I quickly picked up the ball with my bare hand and fired it across the field. Mortified I jogged over to the dugout. I felt like crying, there was no way I would make the team now, I thought.

This person I;m facing is strong but he ain’t fast like me. So I used my speed like most of the time. Later that match it was at the end where I had to get one point to win. Its tied and he just took me down, there is five second left so at that moment I turned him around so I got two points and won. Never faced him but he was a tough opponent. My finals match was the upcoming one, I was scared not just for me my parents too. Just thinking of the finals match is already making me sweaty. They call my name to wrestle, I’ve made it far might aswell go my hardest. We shake hands, all these different wrestling moves come into play. As we wrestle I'm thinking to myself that he is very tough. In the third round I start to get tired, I'm losing six to zero. All I remember is me almost fainting so I had to call the match. I was dehydrated. I took second In that tournament, all of the guys were tough but I knew I was tougher than most. At the end My wrestling club was supporting me, giving high fives some down lows. In the end I had a good time.

It was 2012 the crowd was electrified at super bowl 48. It was Packers at Bears at Soldier Field the Bears MVP 2 going on 3 years in a row running back Colyn Woods also voted best running back in the national football league. But the packers had rookie running back Vondell Morris an uprising star. The Packers quarter back Aron Rodgers averaging 230.4 passing yards a game. The bears quarter back Mitch Trivbiskey averaging an amazing 298.2 passing yards per game.