Personal Narrative: My New York Giants

I was nine-years old in 1952, and it was on a brisk August Sunday afternoon when my Dad took me to my very first 49ers game at Kezar Stadium for an exhibition contest against the Cardinals, from Chicago. As I remember the weather was overcast and the temperature a cool 60 degrees.

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

Tidewater Titans baseball team was at its highest peak and we had been unstoppable. Coach Derrick, Coach Tony, Coach Perry, and Coach Darren had all led the team to multiple championships that year. Ever since the beginning, there had always been a problem with Coach Derrick. He had always thought his kid, Grayson was better than the rest. Grayson had taken my position at shortstop in my batting position and the line up. I was left to second base the second less likely place the ball could get hit too.

It was so close we could almost taste it. The undefeated season, the holy grail of the NFL, seemed to be a sure thing. Here the Patriots were in Super Bowl 42. They had the chance to achieve a 19-0 season. Something no team had ever done before. I stood in my living room. Surrounded by friends and family watching the ongoing battle. I could feel the joy radiating from those around me. Victory was near. The Giants stood in their territory just a few downs from their ultimate demise. The Patriots defense had been stout the entire game, and so surely they would be able to hold the Giants now, when they needed to the most. Eli Manning took the snap, and the Patriots defense pounced. They had him by the jersey, all they needed was to finish the

My worst fear is getting shots. This arose when I was two years old, and had many visits to the doctor’s office because there were concerns about my respiratory system. I had to have many blood tests, which weren’t only scary, but also were painful. The blood tests came out normal, but it was later discovered I had asthma. After I had a severe reaction to tree nuts at around five, I had to have even more blood tests to determine if I had other allergies.

It was less than a second maybe half a second but it changed everything. I heard the ball hit against my bad with tons of power. Suddenly all I heard was the crowd cheering behind me and my team running up to me. I was dumbfounded did I really just hit a grand slam to win the World Series in the fourteenth inning? Tears rolled down my face as we all knew we just won the World Series for our team that hadn't won since 1908.

It was week 8 and the Panthers (white) had recently lost to the Panthers (red). Thus, that was the worst season that the Panthers (white) had had in the past 3 seasons. Meanwhile, we did not have a game in week 9, so the coaches, Klinger and Howell, made us practice from 5 PM to 8 PM Monday through Friday. In practice, one day we found out that we were going to play the Dragons. Consequently, we all knew we had to win or we would be the only team that had not won a game by week 10. Coaches Klinger and Howell trained the defense against the offense constantly. Finally, the defense could anticipate the quarterback’s decisions and the offensive line would protect the quarterback long enough for him to throw the ball to a wide receiver. In summary, the coaches knew we were ready to defeat the Dragons.

grandma, my sister, and many family friends, but not my dad, he’s a Cowboys fan. My Poppy (grandpa) had gotten season tickets long before I was even born, and they have been treasured in our family ever since. Until that day in November, everyone in my family had been to a Patriots game except for me. When I finally got the chance to go, I was overcome with joy and excitement.

Here we go again, I feel like this has been the topic since the clock read 0;00 in Lambeau back in January. Since the moment the Cowboys 2014 season was over this has been the news. Well that, and Tom Brady apparently doesn't like his balls fully inflated. Why are people so hung up on this? Are we as fans blinded by a hope and desire to win that when we being to get a tad worried about it we quietly say to ourselves "Jerry and Co have it all worked out". Because I know that I have. Should we be more worried?

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

The Carolina Panthers are coming into the 2015 season with great momentum with back-to-back division championships under their belt. This off-season has been very successful in keeping the core together in signing quarterback Cam Newton and linebacker Thomas Davis to contract extensions. The best part of the off-season to me was the front office being proactive in addressing our weaknesses and providing Cam Newton with more weapons to play with.

It is fall which means it is football season, the only problem is the fact that I go to school at Bryant University. This may not seem like a problem to most but that’s probably because you are a Patriots fan. Growing up in a family that absolutely loves the Giants I too grew a deep love for the team. My family would go to the games all the time because we lived only 15 minutes away and had season tickets for most of my youth. It was super easy showing love for my team growing up, no one really liked any other team except the JETS. Now that I am at Bryant University it is not as easy as it used to be.

The best sporting event that I have ever attended was a Chicago Cubs game that I went to with my family.

Freshly cut grass with a large diamond of dirt and the bottom surrounded by many bleachers. Fans packed outside waiting for the gates to be opened. And then there is a click, stadium workers open the gates and fans rush in with their hats, jerseys, posters, and more. The seats soon fill and the empty stadium turns into a packed one. The same happens everyday during baseball season at AT&T Park the home of the San Francisco Giants. For most this wasn’t their first time going to a baseball game but for me it was.

In my life, there are things I value very highly. At the top of this list is family. You can have anything in this world, but without family, it is not worth it. Family are the people who love you, motivate you, comfort