Personal Narrative: My First Football Game Against Jackson State

We’ve all had that time in our life that we were ready to give up, or quit because we didn’t care about anything anymore. Life seemed like it was getting to tough and nothing right was happening. This happened to me one time in particular that I can remember. In my senior year of football I had came across an injury in my knee. I had torn my meniscus in my left knee. It was one of the worst pains I had experienced in my life. I thought my final season was over. After learning from the doctor that I could still play but I would have to endure the pain when I played. While we’re in high school we start to get in these situations and have these sorts of feeling such as giving up and not caring what happens to us but that is not the answer to

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

I woke up the morning of September 12th to the blasting sound of the song Rebel March, a tradition my roommate and I have started. I jumped out of bed and put on my navy blue sundress; I knew it was going to be a perfect game day.

Kevin is having a conversation with his brother Tyler about college football while driving home from school. Both are in their Senior year playing for the USF Knights football team. But their friend Josh is really struggling.

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.

I was getting of the bus at Pike High School to start my high school soccer career. I remember being extremely excited and happy to finally get the season started. The team stepped off the bus and formed two lines to walk to the fields to warm up. I began my warm up feeling fresh. I got plenty of sleep the night before and I was not too nervous.

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.

I am a high school senior at Fair Park, looking forward to my first year at Jackson State University in the upcoming fall. My cumulative GPA is currently at a 3.6 average and anticipating to increase next semester. I would be considered the best person to receive a scholarship simply because I go the extra mile to assure my success. Although college is an extensive goal, it could be quite expensive. There is no better way to pay for college than by being awarded money for outstanding academic excellence.

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 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.

My friends and I all played on the same football team last year, and some of us, including me played as linemen. The linemen normally don’t get much credit, because they don’t score the touchdowns or make the big plays. Though the crowd and fans don’t love the linemen like they do running backs, receivers, and quarterbacks, the coaches normally give attention to the linemen. Well my coaches ignored and thought only negative about us.

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

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.

I may have had the greatest turnaround in college football history; I, Bill Snyder, the coach of the Kansas State Wildcats. I was born in St.Joseph, Missouri on October 7, 1939. When I was just six years old my parents divorced. I attended Lafayette High School in St. Joseph. In 1957 I graduated from high school ("Head Coach Bill Snyder").

I never thought I would have felt so much regret over a high school football game. This game, which happened to be my last high school game, has given me an entire new perspective on the game itself. This one particular football game got in my head emotionally and mentally and it definitely impacted me physically. Knowing that I got hurt and that we lost the game still haunts me to this day. Just thinking about how if I didn’t get hurt we could have won the game just makes me wish none of that would have happened.