Personal Narrative: My Greatest Mistake In The Football Field

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You said that writing about sports isn't the best approach, but since the first day I stepped onto a football field I have been looked down on. Every mistake I make is held against my by biased coaches. I don't spend my time moping around. I use my time to motivate kids going through situations similar to mine's. I need this money, but I am not in this solely for the money. I want to win to show everyone who looks down on me that even though they don't believe in me I will be successful and accomplish my

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