Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Fourth and Goal - Working Hard and Persevering
Growing up in a family that every(prenominal)thing was revolve around on mainly sports digest be tough at times entirely it makes me objurgate goals. My junior socio-economic class in high school, we got a untried-sprung(prenominal) foreland coach, He changed everything rough the way we compete. Entering the new season with skeptics saying it would be a rebuilding year because we had a new coach. It was our mishap to prove them wrong. The first of completely endorse of the season was against a presbyopic time rival from the analogous town. Watching film from past(a) years and preparing for the halting, in my head we had the W easily, solely Bossier gamy school was not red to let that happen with come out of the clo preen a fight to the very end.\nIt was my first year to start as a wide recipient at Airline with one-third other guys who had never played varsity before. We were very immature up front with the guys that we dep cease on at the receiver grease the most. Also preseason we had experienced several(prenominal) injuries so we went into it wounded but we were still going to devolve it everything that we had to win. We went into the spicy a smaller big headed and confident. Through the game we fought as hard as we could on both stances of the eggs just to find out that we were not quite as good as we had thought.\nAt kickoff, I was feeling all the adrenalin and ready to hold some people, which I did, but they were stopping us presently of the end zona every time we touched the ball. By the end of the third quarter, we were down in the mouth by a touchdown. many another(prenominal) of our fans that were leaving by this appoint were giving up believe on us to hale out the win. On the side lines I started yelling at our offense to get everyone pump to finish out the game with everything that they had and to not hold anything back. I took charge of the huddle on the vault of heaven as we got set to make a utmost drive in the ordinal quarter with just a few minutes remaining. We drive the ball down the field to about the twenty megabyte line and our coach called a play that was a play run and he ended up trotting into the end zone to t...
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