On the morning of December 6th 2010, I was sitting in bed, looking at my ceiling and remembering how far I had come since the first practice. My alarm shrieked and I jumped out of bed. Today was the last game of the regular season, and we wouldn’t make the playoffs if we didn’t win. I quickly brushed my teeth, packed my lunch, grabbed my bright red Jordan’s, and my Titans jersey. It felt like I was leaving for war as l left my house not knowing what was going to transpire. I got to class early and started the typical day, singing O Canada as it came on before the announcements. I could hear the teachers and students arguing who was going to win the game today. I felt a tingly sensation in my stomach because I never wanted to know the outcome. Finally, the clock struck three thirty as the final period was over. I grabbed my books and I headed to the gym with my teammate Jona...
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...t into the locker room and looked at the ground, embarrassed. Coach walked in the change room and said, “I would I like to thank all of you guys for putting your blood, sweat, and tears into this team. We had a great season. I don’t care that we missed the last shot of the game, all I care is that we fought.”
We all huddled in a circle and yelled, “Titans!” on three. I grabbed my shoes and walked out of the change room with my head held down. The next couple of days were long, but the nights felt longer. Starring at my ceiling asking myself, “where did I go wrong?” I kept on playing that last play over and over again, thinking about what if. It doesn’t matter how many times you get knocked down, it is how many times you get back up and keep fighting. I kept the jersey as a personal achievement to remember what we accomplished during the season; we were the Titans.
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