Personal Narrative: My First Year Of Football

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My first year of football was anything but smooth “Mind, body and soul! Can’t stop, won’t stop!” the coach would yell at us, eight laps into a gruesome run. The physical exercises were exhausting; however it was reshaping my state of mind that would be hardest. I wasn’t comfortable. I didn’t enjoy being the only quiet person out of a loud group, I didn’t enjoy being picked on, and I didn’t enjoy always being last in exercises. I didn’t feel like I had a place until one day the coach told us that he didn’t care about athletic ability, all he cared for was the amount of work you were willing to put in. Suddenly from then on, everything connected. I developed the right state of mind- I began investing in myself. When the football season ended, I continued with that state …show more content…

The job of leading forty teammates gave me a sense of pride that easily dismissed the shyness associated with speaking. By the time conditioning had ended I was set to be the starting center, and, in one bad practice, I lost it. This was devastating. From there on, I was stuck in the cloudy awkwardness of being a captain yet not a starter. Humiliated, I lost my confidence as a whole, and my fellow captains played on it. When they called for a revote of leadership, no one stood in my defense. Suddenly I felt as if the forty people that I had built up as a team were now my executioners. The coach renamed me head captain, but the damage had already been done. I felt betrayed. I was lied to, cheated and made the team’s laughing stock. There was a contradiction to my determined face- I wanted to quit nearly every day. And every day I fought with myself over my commitment, my promise and my family’s support in one corner, and the pressure of my team in the other. But I stuck with it. I wasn’t going to let the emotional rollercoaster throw me off no matter how fast it was traveling or how deep the

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