My Relationship with Football
I took two steps to the left, made a pocket with my hands and took the handoff from our quarterback Jason. I continued to run to the outside looking desperately for a hole to cut up. I saw to the right of me our tight end sealing the linebacker and thought now is the time. I stuck my left leg in the ground and accelerated up field. Then out of nowhere another linebacker came and hit me; I stayed on my feet but the defender had a hold of me. It was a stalemate, right as I began thinking about trying to break free I saw him coming. Grandville's all state two-hundred-and-fifty-pound lineman was charging at me, and I could do nothing about it. He picked me up and drove me three yards back. This was the last time I will ever run the football in my life. Starting in third grade and …show more content…
If I was having a bad day at school I could forget about everything and just worry about football for three hours. We had many good memories together of victories and championships. From one of our first memories together when I scored my first touchdown against Lowell on that old dirt field in the middle of a corn field, to winning the OK Red this year football has been my friend for all the good times in between. Ever since our friendship has begun football has introduced me to some of its other friends, my teammates. My teammates have become some of my best friends and I would not have been introduced to them without my friendship with football.
Football at times has also been my enemy. From all workouts at seven in the morning when I would have rather been sleeping to the two a days in the ninety-degree August heat our relationship has always challenged me. The last two falls, my enemy was waiting for me early Saturday mornings to get yelled at for my missed blocks the night before. However, I realize now even when football was my worst enemy it was only trying to make me a better
I took two steps to the left, made a pocket with my hands and took the handoff from our quarterback Jason. I continued to run to the outside looking desperately for a hole to cut up. I saw to the right of me our tight end sealing the linebacker and thought now is the time. I stuck my left leg in the ground and accelerated up field. Then out of nowhere another linebacker came and hit me; I stayed on my feet but the defender had a hold of me. It was a stalemate, right as I began thinking about trying to break free I saw him coming. Grandville's all state two-hundred-and-fifty-pound lineman was charging at me, and I could do nothing about it. He picked me up and drove me three yards back. This was the last time I will ever run the football in my life. Starting in third grade and …show more content…
If I was having a bad day at school I could forget about everything and just worry about football for three hours. We had many good memories together of victories and championships. From one of our first memories together when I scored my first touchdown against Lowell on that old dirt field in the middle of a corn field, to winning the OK Red this year football has been my friend for all the good times in between. Ever since our friendship has begun football has introduced me to some of its other friends, my teammates. My teammates have become some of my best friends and I would not have been introduced to them without my friendship with football.
Football at times has also been my enemy. From all workouts at seven in the morning when I would have rather been sleeping to the two a days in the ninety-degree August heat our relationship has always challenged me. The last two falls, my enemy was waiting for me early Saturday mornings to get yelled at for my missed blocks the night before. However, I realize now even when football was my worst enemy it was only trying to make me a better