Saturday, June 1, 2019

Personal Narrative- Soccer Injury :: Personal Narrative Essays

Personal Narrative- Soccer Injury I went into my junior spring soccer moderate kind of sad, my past coach, wasnt going to be our team coach this year. I wasnt really depressed though, because I had tons of friends that were playing this year. One of the great things some soccer is that it is not a school-sanctioned sport. To me this said that I was able to play another season of soccer with my friends from Paonia and Hotchkiss without the normal High School rivalry amidst these schools. Year after year, the schools pulled pranks on each other, sometimes nothing big, but sometimes something big. I remember my freshman or sophomore year, when a a few(prenominal) guys I knew went over to Paonia and painted their skylight in their commons. When the sun shined into the skylight, it reflected a big HHS onto the floor, talk about a cool prank, but hey they got a gratis(p) vacation but the school had to pay a ton of money to clean it up. This season wasnt just any season though. W e had a new coach, and we were withal playing competitive soccer. What was competitive soccer? Well its a lot different than our normal soccer. Instead of playing the local teams, such as Delta, Cederedge, and baronial Junction, we got to play in huge tournaments and against teams far away from here. The game was also a lot more intense I remember the first game, against Glenwoods team. It was alone different than anything I have seen, we were getting to play at a college, and against a soon-to-be known rough team. We had started the game, and man these guys were violent. We started to retaliate big time, and my friends dad was the snapper referee, John is his name. I sure would have hated to be in his shoe, thats for sure. It didnt even phase me how crazy soccer was this year until one of the Glenwood players spit at our coachs feet, and got tossed from the game. We soon learned to live with this violence, and we even participated in it more than anyone would probably admit to. But after all of the beat downs we had received from the other teams, we were in the end going to go to a big tournament, the Durango Shootout.

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