Personal Narrative: My Experience At Loyola Football Field

The day College of Faith football team played, Missouri S&T was in the fall of 2015, it was cold. At the time me and my brothers on the football team came off a big lost to the Cougars of St. Francis. The St.Francis Cougars Are located in Fort Wayne, Texas. They are a very big school, the cougars were undefeated the whole year round. After the 65-0 lost to the cougars, we the College of Faith, had a game against Missouri S&T. I felt like a raging superstar on field, I had 8 tackles, 1 big blindside sack and 1 pass deflect, it was very cool and also sunny. Unfortunately, we got demolish, the whole team quit.We lost 64-0 Football taught me to value my life more and be more ongoing to learn new things.

Summer, a season where many are free to do whatever they please and not have a worry in the world. This is not the case, however, for a high school football player such as myself; for classes being released marks the start of another season, not summer, but football season. It was a hot day on Mount Diablo High’s football field; I could already feel sweat dripping down as I stood there in my armor. Players were separated between two categories: Skills players and the Linemen. The coaches came and said we had to do hitting drills to start of practice. So the linemen, Erik, D’antae, Xavier, Charlie, Jarreck, Anthony, Josh, and I, created a circle and waited to see who the coaches would call out first. To my surprise, there was someone in the

It’s senior night for the basketball players at City Christian High School, and for both JV teams, it was the last game of the season. The emotions were running high for players and fans alike, both parties knowing this would the senior’s final chance to play on the court.

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

It was great talking with you. I always enjoy meeting someone from SC. Plus you are a Gamecock fan like myself. I went to the A&M game last year when they came to town. Hopefully this season is better than the last one.

Two years ago at Diamond Lakes Ball Field I started to play softball, I was scared and I really didn’t want to play because I was the youngest on the team. To begin with I started to practice with my team and at home with my mom, stepdad, and sister. After a little practice I became better and learned the skills needed to play the game.

I never really had a true passion for football in my early years of my life. I thought of it as a pointless game where a bunch of giant fat men fought over a brown pointy ball. My dad on the other hand, took football to a whole new level. Spartan football was and still is his life.

In my life I feel like I've been very successful, whether I was playing sports or working hard for school. When I regress to my glory days during middle school, I feel very euphoric, almost as if I was boasting to a group of my friends. I look back and see myself as if I was practically infallible. I remember how my attendance was merely perfect up until the first time I had gotten strep throat at the end of my 7th grade year.Or how my pop warner football team went 9-0 for the season, winning the championships of the Big Island.

In a game like football, we must surround ourselves with people who will go on the same mission as us. Playing football for McAuley Catholic High School in the past was my summer and fall during my four years in high school. I felt that I had a community of brothers who would stand and fight for each other every Friday night. In this community, people feel for each other and know what task is at hand; they must achieve to win every football game in the season and post. This is a type of community that I could rely on during games, practice, or school. This community has its own language, in a way we talked about touchdowns and turnovers rather than algebra and literature. A football community must stand strong from top to bottom in order to

I remember when I was little thinking how awesome it would be to play football and I looked up to the people older than me like in middle school or high school when I was in elementary thinking that someday I would be in that same situation.

The clock winds down as time begins to run out for the Bulldogs. My skin was crawling, but not due to the cold breezes that flowed past, but because of the perturbed feelings that empowered my body. What were the possible thoughts running, no--racing through the minds of the players? My heart dashes in anticipation and pain for the team as the score reads 63-58. The Dog’s paint below their eyes stream down their face and smear, making it hard to figure out who wears the eye black and who just has a black eye from the rigorous fight. 1:27 reads on the clock. In my seat, I listen to the loud sounds of the Titans as they clash and collide for omnipotence. This game would be the end all be all for the world of college football for the season.

Over the last 4 years I have had the opportunity to learn about the three pillars of mead football which are commitment, excellence, and hard work. Out of the three commitment has had the biggest impact on me as a player and a student because as I went through the season if I wasn't committed then I wasn't doing my job of being a leader for the underclass men. One major impact commitment had on me was if I didn't show up to a summer lift or even something small like not showing up to an optional football meeting showed to the younger guys that me as a senior leader not being committed gave them the excuse of not showing up. So as I went from freshman year to senior year I really took being committed to football to heart. The one thing

It was seventh grade year, I was one of the smallest kids in my grade. My biggest dream at that time was to start on the seventh grade A team as a linebacker. The first day of practice we went to the defensive position that we wanted to play, so therefore I went to the linebacker coach. When I went over there he just laughed at me and told me to go over to the safety coach because I was just to small. So I did and ended up being decent at the position. Thankfully I was able to go to the position on offence that I wanted, which was running back. I ended up starting B team as a safety and a running back.

The environment that perfectly contents me the most is a football field. I have been in many places and it’s not the same as a football field when am in that field I feel free and stronger. I have always played football since I was six I can’t find any other better place for me than a football field. It’s like a big castle and am the king to be in it the grass, wind, smell and every touchdown feel me to be complete and having me wanting more of it. No one really understands why am doing this as a life dream most don’t believe in me but when it’s time to be in the field I realize that am doing right where I stand and it’s what will be my career. If it’s one thing I learned is that no matter the obstacle your only choices is going through it and I have gone through those obstacles no matter how big or hard it was being a football player on the field and out of it has made me a better

I had many amazing experiences of football player in MSSD as (Model Secondary School for Deaf). In 22 August 2008, I was freshman student who joined the football at MSSD nearly the Gallaudet university in Washington D.C. state. After that, I joined football sport for first time. I received hard trained to increased strength of my muscle and stamina. Our coaches wanted us to be stronger and stay focused us communicate in our team. Also, we had countless battles in the football sport. The coach gave me a role as lineman defensive. My job was preventing them from catching our kicker at our behinds. We played for many hours until reached our scores. It was fun! At the end, we won the games lot and barely lost. All suddenly, the congress made their