Personal Narrative: My Experience In A Football Team

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Dislocating my elbow got me held back from a great season I would have had. Over the summer of 2017, I was at two different wrestling training camps on top of the school´s captain's practice. The people I knew all wanted me to be the best heavyweight for our team which I was and hyped me up for the 2017-2018 season but when we were going against Lakeville south I was slammed and my elbow popped out of its socket and slid up my bicep. The wrestling mat was my favorite because it's where my only skill was in middle school when I started wrestling the mat was amazing because I've done so many bad things I just have great memories of the mat.
The wrestling map when I was in middle school was like a second home because that's where I spent my time every day after school all year long and where I bettered myself to become the best I could be. …show more content…

I was only into football because of my own strength but it was a team thing and I never did care about a team and I only really care about myself. It was during a game where I learned why am I doing this for someone else when I could be the star. My running back fumble and I didnt block just to have my moment. My coaches were so mad at that moment and flipped out on me but I acted like I didn't mean to let that happen but they know it was only 4 weeks into that season and I quit because I got so bored of football Now I'm going to describe my first wrestling season in middle

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