Personal Narrative-To Kill A Mockingbird

My first college scout was an interesting one. Possibly, one I will remember my entire life. The events that before infuriated me, had no room in my head. The overwhelming sense of pride counter acted the prior sense of anger. The sensational feeling of finally being recognized is one that will last a life time. The tournament started out terrible. My team should have won the first game. We played terribly. We could barely call ourselves a team. We didn’t work together. We didn’t communicate. We talked at half time. Then we changed. We played okay. But we still lost. That was okay because we had another shot in forty five minutes. Now, this second chance we had was completely useless, we again were not a team and we again didn’t communicate and individual …show more content…
It was terrible. I thought nothing good can happen. I thought nothing we can’t move on in the tournament now. If we have players who can’t are playing so bad that they can’t pass a straight ball, then how are we going to get better. The next day of the tournament started out alright. We were in second place because of goal differential. Then, the events of yesterday replayed. They scored three goals in the first half. We scored none. And as it happened yesterday we weren’t a team, we didn’t talk, we didn’t communicate, we had a bad referee, and our coach got mad. I felt as though my job the entire tournament was to keep the team together. As the central player and captain I had to be an example. In those three games I worked my butt off to do my job. My job of keeping the team together and to be an example. Since, my team failed I felt that I had failed. I wasn’t able to fulfill my job, even though those three games had been my best since my injury. Even though I played well, I had failed. My coach doesn’t mention that I