Personal Narrative On A Football Team

We got changed in the locker room, listening to music that would get our adrenaline pumping. The game started with a tip-off with us getting the ball and scoring on the first play, but so did the other team. The game was very close. We would score, they would score. No one ever got ahead by more than four points. At the end of the second quarter with ten seconds left, it was their ball and we were down by two. They did a nice play and a girl got a wide open three pointer. Then the buzzer went off and we all looked at our fuming coach and knew what was about to come at half time. You know that scene in the movie, “42” about Jackie Robinson, where the other teams coach is yelling at him saying rude things? And then there’s the heartbreakingly beautiful scene where Jackie goes into the dugout and breaks his bat and screams and cries. That’s what our halftime was like. The coach yelling and us wanting to scream and cry, but still we had determination to win this game. We came back out ready to play and immediately tied it back it up. The game kept going back and forth, until the fourth quarter with a minute left and us up by four. The other teams coach called a timeout and our coach gave us a speech about if we wanted to win, we needed teamwork. Teamwork just like Jackie Robinson and the Brooklyn Dodgers. We came back out and held the game at four points until the buzzer went

While I felt as if we would lose, I still wanted to try my hardest to change that outcome. I played my hardest at Shortstop and was able to get two of the three outs by a double play. Sadly that play had come at the expense of a run from their team. The last batter from their team was struck out and we headed back to get ready and bat. The crowd kept supporting us through the bad calls from the umpire and the strikeouts even to this point. The team was motivated and ready to take this game and head to finals with my morale boosted I got ready to cheer my team on

While I felt as if we would lose, I still wanted to try my hardest to change that outcome. I played my hardest at Shortstop and was able to get two of the three outs by a double play. Sadly that play had come at the expense of a run from their team. The last batter from their team was struck out and we headed back to get ready and bat. The crowd kept supporting us through the bad calls from the umpire and the strikeouts even to this point. The team was motivated and ready to take this game and head to finals with my morale boosted I got ready to cheer my team on

“Never get too high and never get too low,” Sarkisian said. “You recognize what went well and what didn’t. Our guys were focused and they were ready to go. They were in it and played hard, but it was just that last half of the inning it just didn’t work. But there is nothing to hang your head about. Just recognise that we had opportunities and we have to just make more plays. We come back to work on Monday and move forward.”

Going into that game we had convinced ourselves that we had already lost before it even started. We were about as flat as a tabletop. While warming up we were pretty much just waiting for the game to end, so that we could just leave and just call it a year!” Once the game actually started something just clicked. We

Everyone having their inside thoughts but I was thinking to myself “We can’t lose, we just can’t.” That’s all i could think about. It was the fourth quarter which was the last one. The score was close 44-47 we were down though the entire game. We have never been down before. I can’t believe what was happening at the moment but I tried not to let that get to me.

I am playing the rival baseball team, the NRV Heat. Coach Turpin has me on the mound. There is two outs in the bottom of the last inning. I am shell-shocked. The enemies have never lost to us, and they have the best players in the region. We have only won a few games out of the dozen we have played this summer. I cannot stay relaxed because of the extreme pressure on me. We had been working harder than ever during practice to beat this team. Everyone knows that this game could change our team's reputation.

However, the second half did not bode as well. One interception, one dropped touchdown pass, and one fluke punt later and there’s 6 seconds on the clock, when Griswold throws a screen pass to a man under triple coverage in the end-zone. Touchdown. Final score after the extra point is 27-21, them. I can honestly say that was the most crushing defeat of my life, to have victory in your hands just to watch it slide away like sand; the harder you grasp at it the faster it slips through your fingers. With all the errors made in the second half I asked myself “what if?” more than ever before in my life. At first I even resented my teammates, some of my best friends, for making such costly mistakes. However, the more I let it sink in the more I realized that I couldn’t let the loss affect me in such a negative way.If there is one thing I learned from this failure, it is that years down the road, I know how I remember the past will say a lot about the person I am going to be. I don’t want to dwell on the failure. Instead, I’m going to look back and remember the fun I had with my friends, the discipline, respect, and dedication I learned, and the what is definitely one of the best games I will ever play

The third quarter was a blur. It was filled with some serious ups and downs. Including some defensive stops by both teams. Just when we thought we had the upper hand with a 95 yard touchdown pass to Joe, they would come back and score a 45 yard touchdown to take the lead back. It was a battle and we were losing.

I see my buddy Tom, and I run up to him. He looks at me and smiles, we both knew that we would be at this camp and we were excited. I look at Tom and he doesn’t look nervous at all. They blow the whistle, and tell us it’s time for the showcase game, a game where all the coaches look at your skills on the court. Not just playing but also leadership skills, and your ability not to get frustrated

Sad to know that all the ups and downs of my year were soon to be over.  This year was probably the most important year of my life.  It taught me so much I can't even fathom the results.  When I turned on ESPN in the morning they started talking about how we were 15 point underdogs.  I quickly turned off the T.V. and knew that they knew nothing about what would happen tonight.  I did my pre-game rituals and was prepared for the tip.  Josh leaped up and tapped it back straight to me.  I conducted a quick 4 point lead starting off with 4 points and 4 assists.  The Cats pulled back though with back to back three balls by their star freshman guards.  We went into half with a 2 point lead.  The first fifteen minutes of the second half were back and forth. We lost track though in the final five minutes when Kentucky got to a 7 point lead.  Two minutes left and we knew that at this point it was all or nothing.  I got a steal and quickly hit a stare down three.  Jay got an and-1 post up to put us down by two with 34 seconds left.  Malachi Richards missed a two point jumper with 6 seconds left.  We grabbed the rebound and called a swift timeout.  Clutch time, crunch time was the saying I lived by whenever I balled.  Jay got the inbound and drove to the lane off a Josh screen, He passed the ball to me at the corner for the three.  Jay bolted to the top of the key, and I shoveled the ball to him. He spotted up…. BANG!  Jay just got a

The chills creep up my spine, uncomfortably I notice every single person there was watching my every move. We were going head-to-head with the Vikings, they did very well at intimidating our team to death, but inside I knew we could try. They had some tall buffy people that didn't seem afraid that our dignity was high and on the line. We couldn't waste it here, right now. Next, a loud Screech the referee blew her whistle, and at that moment we knew it was time. We played as if it was the Olympics, even though it was just for fun.Then, the ball went all over the court back and forth meanwhile the crowd screaming, cheering, and excitedly saying, “Go Huskies!”

My whole body is completely numb as I set my feet in the torn up, muddy battlefield known as the gridiron. I glance up to the scoreboard we’re up by 3 with 30 seconds to go. My chest is pounding through my shoulder pads and a tingling sensation runs through my arms. “It’s fourth and goal, if they hold them here they’ll win the game!” comes over the loud speaker as I hear hundreds of screaming fans cheer. I can barely see from the sweat dripping down my eyes as I look over to the sideline to get the play call. Coach calls 43 Mike Will Cover 2. This is it. This is what I have worked for. My hands are shaking with anticipation as the quarterback starts his cadence. “Down!” I scan the lineman. “Set!” I know this play it is coming right for me.

The first period of the game was what most had expected out of the game. Stingy defense by both teams led to no score at the end of the time frame. Coach came in quick talk in the locker room while the ice was being resurfaced, and a few minutes later we were back on the ice to start the second period. After what seemed like a good start to the period, things started to fall apart quickly. Alexandria had scored about halfway through to take the one-zero lead. Before we were able to forget about it and move on, they scored again. In a matter of less than thirty seconds, Alexandria had doubled its lead over us. The second goal felt as if we were trying to recover from an initial punch and they threw another before we even knew what was going on again. Trying to not be too discouraged, we headed back to the locker room for the second intermission. This is when the facts really hit me hard. I realized that the upcoming period could potentially be my last. I fought relentlessly to hold back the tears and told myself that there was still hope. That we still had one more period to go win the game. I also promised myself that I was

I can already see us running and screaming on the field tackling our goalie in our heavy clunky gear. We all are so excited that we won. But wait i say to myself the game's not over get back in it. Now Simi has the ball but were winning by one. Then, I hear it the ref shouts in a loud energetic voice “2 minutes.”