How Football Changed My Life

For as long as my heart beats, and deep within my soul, I will never forget that day.
True, I may have had been only seven years old, nevertheless and, furthermore, it is a day that changed my life forever.

The brisk autumn breeze was blowing, and it what a great day it is going to be to play some football with the guys.

The school bell rang, and lunch was over, we all stood up and began to file in line. The class had to be quite as all of us walked through the hallways; to our classroom to get our coats! YES! Finally recess time, and we ran outside as if we were a raging river.

A group of us were going to play some football, and although by the time when we got out there. Oh Man!

So as I ran out onto the field, they chose the ones they wanted to play. Also, I, being chosen, first my best friend second. However, on the other hand, I was a little uneasy knowing that my friend was on the team of a perfectly-known fifth-grade bully. For he was a giant and as vast as a mountain.

All of the players started playing having an excellent time, I so, remember the ball coming at me and the bully, I darted out in front of him catching the ball, INTERCEPTED! Thinking to myself feet do not fail me now, and I ran as swift fearless lightning. As I started going toward our end zone YES TOUCHDOWN!

Although being in a huddle planning our next move, that is when, I noticed my best friend walking off the field, and he was crying. So I looked up at the team leader and told him I had to go, I did catch up with him and asked if he were OK? He said," I do not think so." So we sat down and started talking.

As Joe and I were talking Joe sighed and told me that "today is the first time, they will be celebrating his dad's birthday without him. Since his