Personal Narrative: My Life After Playing Football

When David Charles Johnson was a child, he wanted to become a professional football player. He always wanted to become a quarterback for the Green Bay Packers. As his parents raised him in Madison, Wisconsin, they encouraged him to try new things and would push him to do his best. David had a lean build with dark-brown hair and blue eyes. He participated in multiple sports, but he enjoyed baseball and football the most. In both sports, he enjoyed the throwing aspects of each game. He enjoyed pitching in baseball and being a quarterback in football. When high school arrived and David was a sophomore, he decided that he only wanted to play baseball and football. He and his parents decided it would be better for him to focus on his academics

I actually trying something right now well sort of My dad and I have been going to the park to play get exercise get me out of the house what ever well my dad would take me to the Wooster Park. We would play basketball and walk half a lap ¾ we were there an hour or so.After playing BasketBall my dad saw that I was having a lot of fun because the only reason i wanted to leave was because it was pitch black dark ,so my dad bought a basketball goal on craigslist for free but the rim and the net need replaced and we got a orange plastic thing and it bounces the ball back to you.Both of my parents want me to be active what better way than to play a sport my dad wants me to play football because it's a lot of work,and my mom being her overprotective self doesn't want me getting “Hurt” which I don't want to play because football is pointless to me I like basketball and baseball.Back to my story well since my dad bought the goal I was about there 3 hours until it started to rain and it would roll off the side of the hill that my goals on so i would have to run a lot to get the ball.

Football isn’t just about going on the field and playing 4 quarters against another team every week. It’s not just those Friday nights going to watch your high school team play. Football is a brotherhood, it’s your second family. It’s making memories that you will have with you for the rest of your life. It’s the hours of preparation, sweat, tears, blood, bumps and bruises and going back out everyday just to give it your all. Football isn’t just a game that i’ve played it’s something that has shaped me into the person I am today.

The next games went by so fast it was October now a month or so left in my high school football career. Just very infuriated at this moment feeling pathetic, since the back therapy I was going threw was almost over. I had a feeling that nothing was going same again this season our record was now 8-0, still not satisfied. Because we only had two games left in regular season and they were against central catholic on Oct,24th 2014 varsity football team lost Friday's home conference game against Central Catholic (Toledo, OH) by a score of 56-33. Now one more game we were 8-1, I was finally done with my physical rehab it was about time missing 8 games total.

My adrenaline coursed through my body and my nerves were at an all time high as I was finally getting to play in my first game as a Varsity Wildcat. All my hard work had led up to this moment and there was no way I was going to mess it up. The all too familiar smell of the fresh cut grass made me feel comfortable at that moment and I lined up as the strong side linebacker and got ready for the play to start. Steam filled my helmet and my breathing got gradually quicker and quicker. The quarterback hiked the ball and I knew exactly what play they were running. I threw myself into the gap I needed to and made the tackle, but as I headed to the ground there was a violent crackling in my right knee. The whistle blew again and I tried to stand up, but I couldn’t. A flurry of emotions flooded my brain: fear, anxiety, pain, sadness, regret. When the trainer got me to the bench to see what had gone, wrong he determined that I had torn my Meniscus and I would be out for the season. All my effort on the difficult, hot, summer practice all nulled from this one moment. All my aspirations of

Football has always been a major part of my life for as long as I can remember. As the youngest of four boys, I watched all three of my older brothers’ play from the side of the field. I never wanted to miss a single game. I would run right along with them, watching every move and play that they made. I will hold these memories for as long as I live. I always knew that I would be out there someday playing, but until then, I would settle for cheering them on. When the day finally came that it was my turn to get out there on that huge, open field and run my plays, I had a feeling that I had never experienced before. I felt a rush from my head to my toes, and all of a sudden, I was focused on nothing but playing the game. I was there for one thing and one thing only, to play my hardest for my team and make my brothers proud. To this day, when my feet hit the field, I still have that same awesome feeling. I finally understood why they would get excited, yelling and jumping around and now I could join in on those fun times with them. They have taught me so much about the game. If it weren’t for them, I definitely wouldn’t be the player that I am today. I could never tell them how much I

It was a Saturday and I was with Jase and Fabian and we were at the park and they started talking about football practice and I asked should I join football and they were like yeah do it it will be fun so I went with them to practice and I told the coach I am new so what do I do and he said, first of all, let's get you some pads and I said okay and he said let's go and we went to the locker room here at the middle school and we went upstairs and I tried them all on and finally one fit and a helmet I got that too then when I got back on the field and he said let's goooooo! Soo loud that I got scared and we started running and running. And I saw Jase and fabian and I felt right at home so we started running and in the middle of it I said I'm

Ever since I was little, I have always appreciated what I had in my life. When I was four years old, my dad passed away. I only have little, short memories, but I can still remember him. It’s like I’m missing half of the pieces to a puzzle. Losing him has made me realize how fortunate I am to have a family. Every day, I work as hard as I can and try to be the best person I can be, to make him proud.

I love badminton, but because of being limited by my living environment, I did not have any chance to really experience formal badminton playing and practice until I was a sophomore.

When i was 9 years old i had some friends at my apartment complex and we would climb this wall to get onto a street and we were bored and we climed it one day at had the bright idea to just jump off into a bush and so we did it and i twisted my ankle.I had some friends by the age of 10 who were older than me and we were walking around in the southlands mall and we walked passed a mattress store and i was dared to go in there and jump on all the beds and fall asleep i did it and got in trouble.Later that day we walked to safeway and bought some stuff them messed around i chucked a football across the illes and we ran back to my old elementary school and of my friends had a date come by and i got bored so i saw some kids playing football so i

All summer Aaron has been watching football anticipating the start of the season. His favorite teams are the NFL team Atlanta Falcons and the college football team Alabama Crimson Tide. He has watched video replays over and over of previous games and has looked up the new players who will be playing the year of 2015. He has also watched videos of the new players college and high school highlights to see if he thinks they are a good pick. He has always been so into football ever since he was a little kid and wishes he could have a job involving that field like becoming a coach or a general manager.

I do not remember much from when I was five years old, but I will never forget Saturday mornings playing soccer in the playground behind my elementary school in a small program run by parents in the neighborhood. My dad was not around much during the week due to a very time-consuming job, so the weekends he got to spend with me and my sister was very important to him. Allie, my sister who is two years older than me, is the one who got my family into soccer. My dad signed up to be a coach for her kinderkickers team and then to be a coach for her town team. I would play with my sister’s team as well as my own because my dad always brought me along to their practices and games. I liked playing goalie and defense and I was good; at least as good

Since a young age I constantly struggled with being overweight and never felt comfortable in my own skin. It was only when I found my passion for playing football that I finally gained confidence and the courage to live a life outside of my shell. Growing up I was never social, keeping conversations with people to a bare minimum and only speaking to people when needed. Everything seemed to changed when I began playing football for my school’s team. I worked hard all summer and soon found a new home in Sylmar football, a home that gave me a place to grow and become stronger mentally and physically. I felt accomplished because I had lost weight and became a member of the team I had seen so many times before in middle school, wishing that one

By a long shot, my favorite sport is football because it requires physical fitness and a strategy to succeed at it. The action is unpredictable, so the game is very entertaining and unique. I enjoy playing the game and watching it also, football can be played by anybody. The game is an awesome method for fun and an incredible approach to play around with family and friends. Football will dependably have a weakness in my heart, I can't imagine my life without the game.

Helmets pounding, pads flopping. Football is one of the greatest sports to be invented. This is personally my favorite sport. 2013, i was playing little league baseball 3A and the season just ended, we lost our game to an outstanding opponent. After the game, our team got together, and ended the day at a mexican restaurant. Then when we got done and everyone started to leave, I headed to the parking lot to load my equipment in the car. I still had on my blue cap, bright blue shirt and my white pants covered in dirt. As i started my parent's car, a man dressed in athletic clothing came up to me. He shook my hand, all i could see looking straight was his shirt that was black and has red words on it. The words spelled out Prosper Pirates. He