Personal Narrative: A Giant

A giant. A giant is a mythological beast that is supposed to be larger than any human ever will be. A giant is supposed to be very strong and muscular. A giant is supposed to not be real, but there is. His name is Chris Leprechaun.He is a high school student who looks like a grown man and he is very good and basketball. He played for a inner-city school called Camel high school. He was widely touted as one of the greatest players to ever go to the school or ever play in the league. He was well on his way to becoming a college basketball player. You might be wondering, where do I, Jack Judge, come into this story? Why am I telling you all this? Well I’m telling you all this because it was my job to guard the giant one fateful evening. It was …show more content…
The talkers continued to talk. The rest fell into a deep silence, becoming lost in their earbuds. Everyone was focused and ready for this battle. I continued to listen to my music, but I didn’t hear anything. I was too busy getting mentally ready for war. I wasn’t playing a game tonight I was fighting a war. I knew everything I could possibly know for this game. I knew my plays, their plays, and everything I could possibly know on Chris. The hours of film I had watched had prepared me well for him, I felt like I knew everyone of his moves down to the smallest of details. I was ready for him. I thought. If you think something enough it will come true right? I can do it. I got this. I can do it. After a long and seemingly endless bus ride, we arrived at Camel high school. The JV and varsity split off as the JV team goes to change and the varsity team find a good place in the bleachers to sit and watch the game. Entering the gym brings back memories of watching past teams try and fail to win in this gym. The hostility, the frustration, and loses of past teams all fall on our shoulders. It's our job to get revenge. We must win. We will win. Our team finds a good spot and we all settle in. I sit on the bleachers surrounded by friends and teammates, but yet it feels like it's just me. There was complete silence in my mind. No music, no talking, no noise, just my thoughts. I was in the zone. I was ready. The Jv game gets under way and even though I watched the whole thing I couldn’t tell you what happened. I wasn’t paying attention. I had more important things to focus on. I was so mentally ready, but yet I still prepared. Could I become too mentally ready for the game? I didn’t know, but I didn’t want to risk anything. So I just sat there and cleared my mind. I focused on my breathing, slow and steady. In and out, one breath at a time. Calm and ready. The Jv game nears the end, so we head to the locker room to get game