Personal Narrative Essay on Football

It was a casual Friday morning, a little bleaker and laid back and no one was in a rush to get to where they needed to go. I was moving along at my casual pace and the only difference i had felt that i hadn’t encountered throughout the previous mornings of my football games, were the butterflies in my stomach. I was nervous, and I don’t usually get nervous the morning of my football games. But I was, and I couldn’t get this desperate feeling in my stomach to go away. I had tried everything but my body knew, with Michael out a lot more responsibilities would be pointed towards me offensively and defensively. I was worried that I would make a mistake and cost our team an undefeated, hard-fought season we had spent hours getting better in.

It was a nice day so I wanted to see if my friends could play, I rode my bike to Alex and Tony’s house. I got to the door and rang the bell.

In my opinion it is the best sport that I have ever came in contact with. Between Baseball, Basketball, Tennis and Track I believe that Football is the greatest sport ever created. It is my favorite thing in popular culture right now. The game of Football also allowed me to build character and grow as a person, and it taught me how to preserver through adversity. This game has enhanced my perception about commitment and sacrifice. This sport is the reason that I am able to attend the Howard University. This game is also a good stress reliever; I mean who wouldn’t want to hit someone legally without getting in trouble.

Football wasn’t just a sport for me. It shaped my life in a lot of different ways it helped me become the person I am today. I started playing football when I was twelve years old when I started play it became the best sport ever. I started learning how to do a lot of different stuff on the football field. Football allowed me to take my anger out on the field.

Approximately 2 years ago, in the fall semester of 7th grade year, I was in the football team. It was my first time experiencing and encountering American football, but I got fond of it. It happens to be started by a friend named Chris, introduced and persuaded me into American football, who already experienced in the football team for few years. First I felt scared to play such a treacherous sport but my brother Michael, who was already active in football, asked me to play football also. Because many of my friends and people around me play football, I decided to give it a shot and later the coach was able to give me a position in the game. My position wasn’t fancy or much noticeable in the game compared to other positions such as the quarterback or running back. Even though I was

I come from a house where football is the reigning source of pride and entertainment. When I was younger, my family and I would wake up early on Saturday morning and get ready for my little league football game; afterwards, my dad would sit in his chair and watch college football. I had very minute competition for starting positions for all my life, until I reached the high school level. When I reached the end of my freshman year of football, I was one of the lucky ten to move up to the varsity level. It was the first year I had never gotten a chance to play in a game, and it felt as if I had no right to be considered a state champion. The following year, I earned a starting position on the varsity defensive line, and I immediately started to become over-confident of this achievement. Due to not producing on the field, I lost that starting position to stubbly little senior a few weeks into the season. I was soon switched to offensive line where I earned a starting spot on the roster. Later on in the first round of the play offs, I broke my foot and was not able to play the rest of the year. That was a rough year to say the least, for my

Anxiety surged through every portion of my body. Tears streamed down my face almost as fast as thoughts flooded through my head. “It won’t be the same. You’ll be uncomfortable. The coach will hate you. They’ll all make fun of you. You won’t be good enough.” I struggled to push the thoughts from my head.

At this point of pregame I don’t care about anyone else but me so I can get focused on my own assignments. I almost have my locker organized and bout to start getting my game pants on when I feel a hand slightly grab my shoulder. I turn to look who it was and coach was intensively looking at me nodding his head up and down. I slide my beats from one of my ears and he asks, “You ready big dog?” I reply with “Yes sir.” He informs me that he wants me to be the play caller for the defense during the game. Normally the play caller is the Mike Backer so I was shocked that he wanted me to because I’m a free safety. He told me with my ten years’ experience he confident in my ability to call the shots. “Yes Sir.” I replied. He got loud and shouted, “Let the dog eat!” as he put my headphones back on my ear. I finish putting on my game pants, socks, and jersey and walk out to the field for my traditional field walk before each game. There’s already people out there warming up and stretching but no one comes up to me because they understand what I’m doing because I’ve played with a few of the players in high school and fund raising alumni games. As I walk from end zone to end zone I start to visualize plays and pursuit angles from the scouting report and film. I reached the

Football is a great sport. I also did football myself. When I was nine years old I joined the Tri County Hurricanes. When I first joined the team I was trash. I did not know how to hold the ball, throw the ball, nor catch the ball. When I was practicing at home and on the field I got better and better every day . So I got back on the field the next month and I out ran people, caught the ball, and I made the QB( Quarterback ) spot and wants we got done all you done all you can smell is the wet grass and all you can hear is the football players hitting each other back to back to back.

My love for football began when I was only in the 5th grade. This was the year I decided to play football for the first time. Sign ups were at the elementary school about two weeks after the end of my 4th grade year. When I signed up I proudly picked the number 81, which I chose after my favorite football player Calvin Johnson. Approximately halfway through that same summer was our youth camp. Youth camp was the very first thing all the Roscommon youth team started with every year. At the youth camp the players and coaches off the varsity team would come down and help with the fundamentals and basics of playing football. The coaches decided that they wanted me to start off playing wide receiver and outside linebacker. Coaches made the youth camp extremely fun and that cemented the fact that I really

One shivery shadowy December night at my football game, my friend and I got into a ferocious fight that I still remember to this day. It was on the football field where my friend Andrew traded words that I would never forget. A ghastly fight that I never thought would happen to me and my friend Andrew.

We jog out to the field after warm ups and a quick water break. It was about 6pm, and I feel a nice breeze over my shoulders and think, this is going to be a good practice. Our coach, Coach Pue, was setting up the 3 cone drill, a drill where one of our running backs run the ball while 3 defenders try to tackle him. We started and I ran a couple of times, feeling good about our

One of the things that makes me the happiest in life is football. I have been fascinated by the game ever since I was a kid. I remember playing catch with my dad every day during the summer. Me, my dad, and my brothers would play catch all day long. Literally from when we woke up until we had to go inside and eat dinner. It was the greatest time of my life.

My relationship with football will soon come to an end, as it will for so many others this year. From the beginning of summer until now is when everything has started to settle in that this is my last year. This year is everything that me and my teammates have worked for my whole high school football career. Everybody has worked to make their mark on the school and the game. Through all of the summer and beginning of the school year we have worked hard to make this season one for the books.

The most recent challenge that I had to face actually happened last week. Me and a few Standout club members were arriving to football practice a little bit late on Tuesday. When we made it to the practice field our head called a team huddle. All the players gathered around, took a knee, and focused their attention to coach. Coach looks around and says “For all you guys going to Bible study is gonna have to make a choice”. Hold on, let’s stop right there, I am going to give some history on how this tension built up. Two years ago, my friend Matt started at bible study group called stand out. Every Tuesday Matt would have a bible study starting right after school at 3:15. Every Tuesday me and a couple of football players would go. The only