Personal Narrative Essay: A Career In High School Football

Sports has always been a huge part of my life. I would be the one team player who took the sports season a little bit too seriously. I was the number 1 doubles player on my school's JV tennis team. Unfortunately, I fractured my ankle during my junior year and wasn't able to play with my team. I was devastated, but I didn’t allow myself to become disconnected from my team. I became the team manager to allow myself to still play a role in my team, despite my injury. I would record scores to my division leaders and take pictures to post on the website I created for my team. After the season was over, my doctor told me my ankles required surgery to become fully healed. I knew that meant I couldn’t continue to play tennis, but I didn’t want to give

It was the aftermath of the Friday night game that I’ve given any signs of an injury, and my family and close ones felt sorrow for me and the following Monday. Throughout my life, peers and elders engraved an image onto me being that sports held a bright future for me, and it will lead to the true path of greatness, and one single injury puts me an aggravating, melancholy rut. Viewing my teammates playing angered me since the injury forced me into a world of therapy for the rest of the season. All the promises I made for myself were undone, athletic scholarships, the path to greatness, and my only school pastime and passion flowed throughout my body and into a pipe dream.

Stephen is a senior transferred to WCSU from Miami University in Ohio, it is better known for the home of the famous NFL quarterback Ben Roethlisberger. That one fact made it a little easier to bond and converse with Stephen as I am a huge football fan and he happens to coach football. It wasn’t Stephen’s idea to transfer but his parents, they decided it was too expensive for him to go to school so far from home. He therefore transfer here and now lives in his parents basement in Ridgefield CT, and he commutes to school. Stephen is majoring in media studies and he hopes to do something in the field of being a promoter or a publicist. Stephen coaches high school football mainly to freshman's and he also is part of a baseball league. Stephen also loves to sing even though he claims he isn’t so good at it.

This wasn’t just your typical football practice before your first game, this was trying to get everyone hyped after a rather laid back Monday practice. This was a more competitive practice than usual, trying to get everyone motivated for the first game against Clarksburg. Coach Song thought it would be a good a time to divide everyone up into teams, Team Zuckerman and Team Johnson. The teams were named after our running back and myself, who were voted team captains. In between drills we would have little competitions between both teams to try to bring a competitive edge for everyone to get excited for practice. Emotions were at an all-time high because Coach Song had yelled at us after the first practice to get us excited to on

The mixture of dread and excitement come as I walk onto the court. It’s eight in the morning and as I look around, everyone has a tired look on their face. The parents all have coffee and look half asleep. On the other hand, the coach is pumped up. I slip my shoes on not really noticing what I’m doing. Our first game on a new team. We are expecting a team we have played team before but when they walk in, we get a real shock.

I started practices which was exciting until I actually had to work. I would beat out these college kids so easy like a piece of cake but, I didn’t want to show up. Because I didn’t put the work in at practice, the coaches decided to bench me until I decided to try in practices. In the third game of the year against Texas Tech I carried the ball 2 times for 62 yards and a TD. The whole state of Oklahoma knew who was boss after that.The last game of the year in the Cotton Bowl against our rival Texas was a game to remember.I had gained 15 lbs of fat over the winter break so I was not in shape for this game. I went into that game unprepared and still ran the ball for 324 yards and two TDs. We lost the game because I had four different cramps that caused me to leave the game at halftime.If I would have took care of my body over the break,I would have have over 600 yards and we would have hoisted the Cotton Bowl Trophy victoriously.I wish things would have gone my way but they

Jeremy, my coach, was giving us our half time speech. We all huddled in a circle after and some of my teammates make a speech about what we need to do better and how we are playing. Once the referee blows the whistle we jog onto the field. I was playing center back with sadie. The score was 3-0 when the second half started.

Life was about to get busy for Howard as he was about to start training for high school soccer. He had just finished middle school soccer and was ready to get back in the action. Howard desperately wanted to make the team and he knew that he would have to put in a lot of time and effort to make the high school team. It was the first day of weights and practice for Howard and he joined his friend John who had already been attending both. When Howard arrived at the high school for weights he found his friend John and the weights class started. John had been going to weights for about a month longer than Howard had so this was very tough for Howard but he didn’t quit and give up. With the encouragement of his friend he kept giving it his all until

During my junior year of high school, I didn’t participate in football for the first time in my life, rather I focused almost completely on lifting weights/bodybuilding. I found that this was something I was more interested in, and lifting weights pushed me to also begin eating healthy so that I could maximize my potential. After a few months I was feeling great, I was consistently in a better mood, my energy increased, and I also lost a considerable amount of weight, a little over 50lbs. This weight loss also contributed to a large confidence gain allowing me to become a more outgoing and happy individual. After around a year of lifting weight consistently, I also decided I would try out for the cross country team, to challenge myself, and

All the hope I had was lost when I was put in a situation that I wasn’t used to being in, but this experience taught me modesty. During this time I realized things were not going to be handed to me, I have to work harder as life progresses. I was not alone in the ventures of being on the B team in fact, that is where I met some of my closest friends. This is also the time where I started respecting other sports and quit having a single story about how other sports do not demand as much effort. I felt like Adichie’s college roommate in a sense, as I thought that other sports were not as physically demanding as mine. I feel like gaining knowledge other sports helped me understand football better. With this knowledge that I gained I became a well-rounded player and started on my sophomore football

When I first entered high school, I had no intentions of playing football. My friends who played pop warner had always urged me to play but I always decided to play baseball. One day towards the end of 8th grade I made the decision to play football. I remember the first day of weights during the summer, I was so nervous I almost felt sick. I knew a select few of people but had no idea how much I was about to change my life. When everyone reported that first day, we started off by lining up and taking attendance. I recall as I was standing there, an older burley man walked up and began to walk slowly past each one of us. It almost seemed as he was examining us like we were the “fresh meat”. As he walked by me, he looked me up and down,

This summer, I worked at a summer camp in Maine and helped a college football player gain academic eligibility. I did not expect to be in that position, but it was a rewarding and humbling experience. In the beginning of summer, I met him during an introduction exercise. He told me that he was attending a Junior College because, after he dropping out of his first college, it was the only way he could fight his way back to division one football. A few weeks later, I noticed he was studying alone in the dining hall, and I asked him what class he was taking. He told me that he needed to take an online history course and earn an A in the course to play in the upcoming season. I realized that I could help him study and pass the class, and I offered

It was 2010 at Chain Of Lakes Elementary when I was in Kindergarten. I was only 6 and my was mind still developing. My mom taught 5th grade at this school which she enjoys doing. Everyone was nice but this isn’t their story. It’s mine. When playing games it’s always best to follow the rules.

Powder puff football was approaching, and I debated on doing it. After discussing the pro’s and cons of signing up to myself, the positive outweighed the negative. Game day comes and I vow to be my absolute self and nothing less. I approached the field with one goal in mind “Get two touchdowns”. I did just that. The team and I cheered together. Some of the girls were shocked, majority happy and excited about the great new athlete they have at their school. From that point on I felt like I was apart, and I began to find myself again.

Friday nights spent at high school football games are the sure sign that fall has unofficially started. The air is warm with a cool breeze, and the sky is orange with the sun slowly falling behind the trees. My best friend and I walked around the stadium as more and more people came. Eventually, her boyfriend tagged along. Because big crowds give me anxiety, I clung to her like a koala bear. I held one of her hands and her boyfriend held the other. It was third wheeling in its prime, though it was yet to be known whether it was me third wheeling or him.