Personal Narrative-Adapting To Tavon's Team

From before day one, all our minds were set. This was the year to win a State Championship. I can’t exactly explain it, but right from the start I knew we were going to do it. I was never so sure about anything in my life and I never doubted it once.

Practices continued. Nothing changed; except for me. I kept going, I didn’t let them win and I didn’t quit. Now the moment: the first game. I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I’d be. I felt that since I had made it so long already with dealing with the three that I could get through anything. I can honestly say that for my first time really performing I couldn’t have done better. I realized I really can do anything. Things didn’t get too much better, but I think they realized it

Our team practice everyday for 2 hours and our record was 23-1. We were the first team ever to win in our age division to ever win for St.Mary’s. We had a hard time in the beginning of the season. One of our best players injured her knee. She was running towards the loose ball and her knee twisted. She was out for the rest of the season. Looking back on it made me better because I learned how hard you to to practice or try to achieve your goal.

Walking out onto the opponent’s brightly lit turf field setting up for the kickoff of the second half just gave me the feeling that everybody knows, my hair starts to stand up, butterflies began to flutter in my stomach, and everything seems to slow down. Looking into the stands and seeing that our hometown fans had traveled four hours in order to outdo the home crowd gave me a sense of comfort. Looking into East Jefferson’s stands and seeing that our fans, despite having to travel all the way down south, outnumbered their fans by at least 70 people. I found myself thinking that this meant just as much to our town as it did to our school and team. This feeling would be just the motivation we needed in order to finish this game

The past two year we won the first two games in a dogfight and then destroyed Saginaw High in the district championship. On the week of the game, practices are a vale of tears . Twenty brutal suicides before practice, morning and evening practices. One thing that he knows, is that Saginaw high always out toughing us with fake toughness. So top it off Coach Mcmath, brings back his championship team from 2006 to scrimmage us the whole week before the big game. These are grown man with buffy, barrel-chested, some are slightly built and some are strapping. He believes the long, sweaty and abusive practices is the cause of our success, because we always have the 5 star players but just lack of toughness when it comes to this game. The best part about practices the week of the game is the gear we receive. Coach calls us in his offices one by one, it smells nice and fresh. The cold air hits your face. You take a look around.That’s when you see them! All the random shoes and gear. “It’s the pair of new shoes we’ll be wear for this game and get some socks from the box” he’ll say. Once you approach them, and take a look at them you know it's

As i laced up my revs , I thought about how bad I wanted to win this game. how bad I want to beat that cocky 13-year old player, one that thought he was better than anyone in the gym at all times. my team wasn't the best this year, because we didn't have a good coach. but he wasn't going to get in the way of us winning this game.

This was our opportunity to do so, before we had to act as competitors and not companions. After catching up, we rushed out of the changing room and into the gym, planting ourselves on the polished floors, our knee high socks sliding with every move we made. We sat in silence as the coach, Mr. McBurney, approached us and informed us about how each practice would play out, and about how even if some of us did not make the team, we should all treat each other as if we are teammates.

We grinded for the next 6 months until school was out. Some of us lifting twice a day trying to gain an edge on the other teams so we wouldn't have to suffer the same fate as the past year. When summer came around we headed back down to Colorado for our annual football camp. This year Cullen, Luke Max, Emmitt, Clay, and me rode down in coach G’s Suburban instead of going down on the bus. This was so much better than riding the bus. We were able to make more stops and the seats were really comfortable. The whole way down we were cracking jokes, talking about different stuff, and making fun of Cullen and his foolish comments on how Trump was going to “Make America Great Again” This was by far the best trip to CSU I had been on. After returning from CSU we got back into the weight room. When we started two a days this year the energy was different from years past. This year everyone was hyped for them. We all knew we were the best and we were going to prove it this

“It was really exciting,” said Patterson of winning the National Championship. “I was nervous because I had never been put in a situation like that before, but it was super fun. It still doesn’t feel real to me.”

Week three progress was me beginning my duties as starting off with the sign in sheet making sure it’s straight for the week, and each trash bin was taken out; before anything else was done. Next, my turn to check water on the field this week, so I had to move the sprinkler in every dry area of the football field and practice field for at least 45 minutes to an hour. This was also a very big objective to fill out because it’s very hot during the summer and without watering the field. The grass dies making holes in different areas. This could lead to players twisting their ankles if falling into a hole or other authentications if this is avoided. Moreover, this week was very pushed because players knew max-outs were coming soon. I tried to shorten my workouts this week because some players like our varsity linemen were coming in early to work out and didn’t have anyone to work out with. These max-outs show us coaches exactly where a player stands for the season.

As coach listened he was also preparing of the biggest speech of the season. He said “We as coaches can only do so much as it is to teaching you guys what to do, you have to do the rest on the field. You have to try harder than you have ever tried before, you have to dig deep and show them what you got, now let’s go do this. TEAM on three, one-two-three.”

My sophomore year of highschool I was not very good at baseball. Honestly, the team as a whole was not very good. We were a young and immature team; we did not have very much success throughout the year. We actually had a losing record that year at sixteen and twenty-four, and that is embarrassing if you ask me. The entire season was honestly a disappointment because we knew that we were much better than that, and the next year we would prove that theory true. The next year the team made a complete 180 degree turn. Although, at the beginning of the season we started with three straight losses; The season turned for the better quickly.

During our last practice, we had a discussion about what we thought could be holding us back as a team. Many ideas came up and we addressed each one. One suggestion was that we could practice 3-4 days a week instead of the 1-2 we have done. So Mrs. Brown and Mrs. Thomas came up with a plan/schedule for the rest of our season. We ask

In games like basketball and softball, expecting to win based on wishful thinking or past instances is insufficient. Preparation is key in this instance through practicing. The saying “practice makes perfect” coincides with Winfrey’s statement because both portray the concept that it takes hard work done in the shadows for opportunity to shine. As an athlete, preparing in practice is the only way to ensure the opportunity for a win. This is one of the vast forms of preparation meeting opportunity in everyday

The team was ready, we had been working extremely hard for the past seven months for this. We were all in great shape and very rested. A few of the returning players were meeting me at my house to carpool to the final game of the state championship tournament. Everyone knew that the hard work had paid off when we won the semi-final game the preceding day.