Lacrosse Team-Personal Narrative

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As soon as the lacrosse coach came over to the side of the beat up field my heart sank. You could feel the tension in the warm spring air. Five people were going to go to the third and fourth grade team from ours. My heart was pounding. I was hoping I would stay on this team. I wish that I could but, part of me knew I would not.
“OK guys, I don't want anyone to feel bad about going to the other team,” the coach said meaninglessly wearing a saline ball cap and jacket. Well you failed at that so far, I had thought. “There are going to be five people leaving the team.” He pulled out his notepad from his back pocket and. There was a tense few seconds between him talking and him listing off of the names. “Please don't be me, please,” I muttered holding my breath crossing my fingers. Luckily no one heard me say it. I kept repeating it over and over. He finally cleared his throat to list off the names. …show more content…
The worst of the worst happened. You have got to be kidding me, I said in my head as my blood started to boil when he put his notepad away. I was as mad as a bull in a fight. I just wanted to leave. I stood up and stomped to my bag I felt a tear fall down my face. I slammed everything into my bag on that was on the ground in pure frustration and stomped to my car rattling in anger. I threw the trunk open shoved all of my stuff in it and slammed the trunk back down. The anger I had for my coach was more than anything I had ever had. I got in the car and slammed the door