Personal Narrative: My First Soccer Game

We had very few soccer games during our season due to the lack of sign ups. Our second to last game of the season was today and the girls and I had heard the other team was tough. That night I eagerly ran into the soccer field and already saw about ten girls from the other team there. They did not seem tough to me just intimidating. Not all the girls on my team had gotten to the field except for Kassie and me. We were waiting for the others when we noticed a bus pull into the parking lot. More than thirty girls started to hop out one-by-one. Kassie and I were so shocked our mouths opened up wide in surprise by how many girls there were. Our team only had 14 girls in total! We did not know how we were going to get a break. A while later, the rest of our girls had …show more content…
She was not in pain or crying. Usually, when someone’s ankle is “sprained” as she claimed they go to a hospital and do not stay to watch a game. I stayed seated on the bench and five minutes later I was back in the game after the half time, but, I was feeling negative vibes around me. Everyone seemed heated up. We quickly switch sides of the field and we continued. The ball went to our side of the field in the right corner where it passed the line. The other team was suppose to throw the ball in again. I approach a girl and cover her so she can’t get to the ball. She was frustrated with being unable to get to it and shoved me then said, “move bitch!.” The goalie and and the captain on my team were not happy about that and started to protect me. Breanna, our goalie, yelled, “Don’t call her a bitch!” The girl immediately fired back with, “I’ll beat your ass up” and led to our captain replying back with “calm down, we don’t need this in a game”. Apparently, the other girl thought it was rude and said she wasn’t going to take orders from a white girl. It is important to note the majority of the girls on my team are either white or whitewashed Mexicans with light skin