Personal Narrative: My Greatest Failure

Failure isn’t always something you have control of or have the ability to predict. Failure seems to happen at the worst of times; however we need to accept it, because you cannot always win. My greatest failure would be tearing my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL), my junior year in a lacrosse game, through no fault of my own in which my body physically failed me, but it truly changed my aspect of life in multiple ways. Tearing my ACL may not appear to be a failure in most people’s eyes, but to me it was horrifying and a complete let down to myself, as well as others. I worked very hard in the off season and was prepared to be a varsity starter in the spring. The first game came upon us very quickly and I was ecstatic to be on the starting lineup. I had enormously high hopes and wanted to prove my worth to the team and well as the coaches. The game started out as a brutal battle against our greatest rival Walsh, of which many of the opposing players I once played with, but we all played our hearts out. It was towards the middle of the third quarter, and we were down sixteen to six. The game was essentially over at this point, and we had no real chance of coming back to a ten point deficit. I continued to play hard as I still had hope and wanted to prove a point to the Walsh players who once went to

I was told about a new innovative surgery that would cut the recovery time in half and give me the chance to play football, so I went for it. The recovery time depended almost solely on therapy in this case. Therapy was tough, but I had a goal in mind so I took the challenges to the next level. I was determined to push myself to the limit in order to get better, whether it was with the physical trainer or by myself at home. I did anything and everything it took. I grew stronger in the process, not just physically, but