Stepping onto the Field

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As I walk in to the locker room the color of our orange jerseys is almost overwhelming. I close my eyes, tired of being nervous, and to my surprise all I can see are a thousand suns. It then comes to my mind that these vibrant, orange jerseys might not have been the best color choice. Maybe the idea was to tell the other team to beware. Nichole helps me put on my black face paint even though the heavy rain will wash it off. All of us are together in the locker room for the last time, listening for coach to tell us the line up of the game.

As we head outside, I can tell everyone is realizing this is the last time we will ever get to play together. It’s a sad moment, but at the same time we’re filled with joy to be done with high school. It’s not the same feeling for those who just joined this year. Someone has to of had the experience of playing together for two years to fully grasp the game, and understand what it’s all about. This great game is called Powder Puff Football. It is a flag football game that puts the junior girls against the senior girls. This football game is a charity event. This past year we lost Mr. Leeder, who was a teacher at our school, to a car accident. In order to help, we have decided to give all the proceeds of the game to his family.

If anyone knew the rivalry these two grades had with each other then they would understand how important this game is. I quietly, reminisce for a moment about how much these two grades of girls have not gotten along in the past. Both teams have a head coach and all the guy football players help coach as well. However, the guys do not help willingly. The school administration forces the guy football players to help with the game. The guys have tried for y...

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...ns. I can hear everyone cheering because we know we have won. The freshness of the air after the rain fall makes the victory much more enjoyable. The night is calm, and everyone is celebrating. We shake hands with our opponents, and only feel a little bit of resentment.

After our victory, we head over for pictures to be taken. My eyes start to burn from all of the flashes as if I had stared at the sun for too long. We raise our hands to the sky to honor Mr. Leeder and his family. I know he would have wanted to witness our victory, and a part of me thinks he did. The trophy has so much shine I can see my reflection in it. The happiness I feel is incredible. I have never felt anything like it before. I begin to get a big smile on my face, jump around, and hug my teammates. I know it is just a game, but it is a great way to draw a close to our senior year.

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