Personal Narrative: My First Tennis Player

When I first started tennis my freshman year, I sucked no question about it. If you gave a newborn baby a racquet it would have been better than me. I always wanted to call it quits, but my father told me, “If you quit what would you have accomplished?” It wasn’t just me sucking that made me want to quit though. I was bullied and considered a reject on the team. No one wanted to play with me or against me. So I trained harder than Rocky Balboa and challenged my way up through the hierarchy. When it was senior year I had reached the #2 spot on the varsity team and knew I needed to win my first gold medal to show all the people who doubted me that I can accomplish my goals. It was an early cold February morning, the varsity tennis team had a tournament to play, and I wanted to win my first gold medal. The bus ride was silent the entire time I was headed to J. Frank Dobie High School. I was sitting in the back of the bus with my letterman jacket wrapped around my shoulders to protect against the frigid air. My headphones were blaring music while I tried to prepare myself and get in my “zone”. I had no idea who I would be playing against but I knew it didn’t matter as long as I played my hardest. I was going to be playing doubles with a new …show more content…
Joanie and I got lucky and got to stay at Dobie and we walked over to the courts. I walked up to the site coordinator with Joanie and asked him, “Who, is our first opponent?” “Oh,” he replied, “Ball High, you play Elsik High School and it will be a 10 set game”. Joanie looked at me and sarcastically said, “Paul, can you handle 10 sets?” “Ha-ha,” I said while walking away, “Only if you can keep up with me.” We beat 4 schools to advance to the finals. I was so thrilled that my hard work and dedication had brought me to where my goal was. I felt I could reach out and grab my “Holy