Personal Narrative Essay: The Start Of 8th Grade Football

My very first Varsity high school football game was the best experience of my life. It was the first week of school and I had practice every day. The practices were heavy we practiced for four hours every day after school. Everyone on the team felt we were being overworked but, that was just the beginning of our season. Our first game was a Friday night all that time practicing made us ready for that night. Two hours before the game we had loud music playing and we were all yelling to get ready for the game. I remember getting on the field and hearing all the fans screaming. Now it was time for kickoff I lined up on the 50-yard line then the whistle was blown, and I sprinted to go tackle the ball carrier. I made lots of hits but also took some

To be good at something you have to work had, you must give all your effort and all of the time you are being tested. Whether it is about sports or school, you cannot be good at the thing you are doing if you do not practice or give a good effort.

One of my favorite memories that I’ve is my freshman year of football. This is my favorite because we turned ourselves into a 1-8 8th grade team to an 8-1 freshman team. This is a good memory because we came together as a team instead of individuals. This all happened week 1 in August of 2012. One of our teammates shoes were thrown on top of the rafters in the main gym at East Noble High School. Coach Amstutz was told about the incident and the whole team was punished and was forced to run 2 miles.

With a score of 44 to 37, the Varsity Football Team won against the Midway Panthers last Friday night at Waco.

I think that playing football is one of the best decisions I’ve made. I have become a football star. Last year, in 6th grade, I played wide receiver and I was the leading scorer. There were only 2 touchdowns in the whole season that I didn’t get. That was my best season so far. Football has become my favorite sport and it has made me tougher.

Since they were only going to be involved with the first play of the preseason, they didn’t need much instruction. Rosanna went over the basics of the game, the role the quarterback plays and what the tight end was responsible for. One thing I can say about Rosanna, she is bold.

Victorious we had one more game one more chance to realize our goal make the playoffs. This one game summed up our season going into it our quarterback goes down with a high ankle sprain and can not play, but we were not worried as our backup was a phenomenal athlete we just needed him to play other spots till now. It is friday October tenth we had a home game against the Seymour Thunder who was in the same boat we were in win or go home, they were also carrying on their roster two Wisconsin badger recruits six foot six three hundred and sixty pound Jon Dietzen then do it all lineman at six foot four and three hundred even pounds Gunnar Roberege. The game does not start how we would like right out of the game they score on a long touchdown

Sitting on the cold bleachers, I waited for my sister to appear. Cradling a cup of hot chocolate I tried to warm my hands from the harsh fall winds. Taking a sip of the cocoa, I could feel the warmth of the liquid go down my throat. Then I saw her. My sister ran onto the field surrounded by her teammates. A huge grin on her face as she sprinted to the outfield, softball cradled in her glove, she looks like she belonged. The next year she was no longer apart of that team, yet I was still found on the bleachers. Once again I looked for my sister, warming myself with my hot chocolate. I found her running onto the field, lacrosse net in hand. Alongside of a new group of teammates; she still looked like she belonged. Another year passes, and I was

Almost two years ago, while everyone else was fixated on school, I could not believe what I was in the midst of. My soccer team was venturing to state for the first time in school history, boys or girls! Nothing will ever compare to that exhilarating moment. This experience showed me that hard work does pay off, and the friends that I made will last a lifetime. Having the opportunity to stand on the biggest stage in high school soccer was incomprehensibly elating. I will never forget the gripping time I persevered to the state championship.

This was my first college football game I been to and it was a great experience. I heard of tailgating before, but never actually been to one, until Saturday. I went to the tailgate and got to eat free hotdogs and also got a lot of free t-shirts and koozies. At the tailgate they were a lot of people walking around playing games, drinking and dancing, all before the game started. I left the tailgate a little early to go get changed for the game so I missed the parade leading into the stadium. I went back to my dorm and decided to head to the stadium with some friends. My friends took long to get ready so we got arrived a couple of minutes late to the game. We were planning to go walking, but then we saw other people waiting for the bus who were also heading to the game so we waited with them. All the busses said GAME DAY on them and were coming about every five minutes to pick up people. It wasn’t until the fifth bus that we got on because all the buses that were coming were packed like sardines. More

After my first game at running back, I felt like everyone looked up to me because the Coaches told me the next week that I was going to dress for the varsity game and play in the J.V. game, because I did so well at my game. I was so excited and proud of myself because of the perseverance that I showed. I could have given up, but I kept my confidence up and challenging myself to work harder and telling myself not to quit. After my freshman year the head coach of the varsity football team introduced me to my mentor.

As the sun started to set the lights began to warm up. I was staring out along the gridiron, staring down my opponent for the night. The breeze blowing against my face as my team and I stretch for the upcoming event.

Five of us sat in a dim room around an oval table. All of us ready to play a routine game of Texas Hold ‘em. The room was fairly bare other than the table we play on, a small television, and a vast iconic American flag. The small television was tuned to a sports channel, but the volume was obscenely low. They were covering all the week one College football games. Although we could not hear what they were saying we all had our eyes glued to the television. This first week of football was a rough one. My favorite team lost their opening game. This was why I desperately needed a win today. The table we sat around was set with an immense bag of chips, and a smaller bowl of cheese dip that lay next to it. I thought the chips tasted bland, although I could not resist a chip covered in the warm mouthwatering cheesy goodness. Only one distinctive aroma cut through the air, which was the scent of sharp bold cheddar. This cheese dip was transcending just

We start with the ball i'm the guard so I start with it. I dribble down make a move and shoot. splash I drained it. We get the ball back, we pass it around until isaac hits a wide open three pointer. The game ends we win by 6 points but 2 baskets because they were three’s. The next 5 games we won. We were undefeated going into the playoffs.We play some really bad teams.

My leg nervously bounced up and down. Around me were rows and rows of bleachers. In front, there were several palm trees, behind an enormous pool, which glistened in the sunlight. As I glanced to my right, I noticed that there were hedges blocking a view to an outdoor area of the school. To the left was the entrance that I had come through. As I sat on the red bleachers, I thought about what I had to sit there. I was at Sacred Heart High School in Atherton, California. About a month previous to this, my dad and I had told my old water polo coach that I would be switching clubs. The change would happen in four weeks. As the days passed by, I grew more and more apprehensive. What would the new team be like? How would the coach be? Would I regret