Going into elementary school, I would attend my brother's practices and watch excitedly from the sideline waiting my turn to go out and compete. I got my chance in second grade and I made the most of it. There were two teams in my grade and on the better of the two teams I was the quarterback which was exciting, but even better, I played my favorite position since I started watching football which was linebacker. The exhilaration of hitting people that came with playing linebacker made me think of myself like Brian Urlacher and Jonathan Vilma who were my favorite professionals I grew up watching. The thrill of competing and winning made me eager to get on the field every single day. My first year of football was one of the best of my life! However, the next few years would shape into something I did not expect.
Third grade grew more difficult with the mixing of both teams …show more content…
It was heartbreaking and a harsh reality to the entire team. We played that season in honor of our friend that passed away unexpectedly. Before I knew it I was in seventh grade I lost my position at linebacker to another coach's son. Linebacker was my favorite position and over the years it became something that I associated myself with myself and was nearest to my heart. Playing through sixth grade was quite a challenge but in seventh grade the combination of a friend's passing and the fact that I lost my spot once again at a position that I loved the most really took a toll on me. I felt like my coaches and team had abandoned me and I did not want to take part in another season. In eighth grade however, I took the field for my final year of youth football and although I enjoyed playing with my friends, I could not wait to begin a new chapter in my