Our defense started to slow down. The look on their faces was just horrendous. They looked like tired dogs with their tongue out. Forwards started yelling at Defenders; pointed fingers at each other. “This was all your fault!” Time went by so fast. During minute sixty-three in the game, the Rattlers had scored. Sorrow ran through our faces. Chills went down my spine knowing that their might be a twist in this game. The Tiger fan’s jaws dropped. Five minutes were left on the clock. Our team looked tired and furious at each other. Everybody went and did what they wanted to do. Midfielders stayed at the bottom of the field while forwards struggling on top of the field searching for somebody to pass the ball to. Avi Garcia lost the ball. As a result, the other team score again due to a kickback. That is when we knew everything was over. The pain in our legs was just horrible. We could not run as fast as when we started. The final whistle blew. Rattlers two, Valley View one. We had lost the district title. It felt as wicked as when you let go of someone. Coach made us stay and watch the other team cheer and celebrate their title. “We are the champions! We are the champions”, they yelled. It was the worst feeling ever. Tears started to come up. Wishing that was my team cheering I started to pull my hair of anger. Our hopes were too high, but it was because we had not tried as hard as the other team. Both teams prayed to God to help them win but, at last only one team will take the victory. It’s not about who prayed or who prayed the hardest, it’s who tried harder while not depending so much on the lord. I learned from this lesson that you cannot expect to just pray and let God do all the work. It has to be ten percent God and ninety percent you. You got to believe in yourself. Instead of saying, “Please god help me win this game”, you should say, “Please God stay with me throughout this game, I will give my
Our defense started to slow down. The look on their faces was just horrendous. They looked like tired dogs with their tongue out. Forwards started yelling at Defenders; pointed fingers at each other. “This was all your fault!” Time went by so fast. During minute sixty-three in the game, the Rattlers had scored. Sorrow ran through our faces. Chills went down my spine knowing that their might be a twist in this game. The Tiger fan’s jaws dropped. Five minutes were left on the clock. Our team looked tired and furious at each other. Everybody went and did what they wanted to do. Midfielders stayed at the bottom of the field while forwards struggling on top of the field searching for somebody to pass the ball to. Avi Garcia lost the ball. As a result, the other team score again due to a kickback. That is when we knew everything was over. The pain in our legs was just horrible. We could not run as fast as when we started. The final whistle blew. Rattlers two, Valley View one. We had lost the district title. It felt as wicked as when you let go of someone. Coach made us stay and watch the other team cheer and celebrate their title. “We are the champions! We are the champions”, they yelled. It was the worst feeling ever. Tears started to come up. Wishing that was my team cheering I started to pull my hair of anger. Our hopes were too high, but it was because we had not tried as hard as the other team. Both teams prayed to God to help them win but, at last only one team will take the victory. It’s not about who prayed or who prayed the hardest, it’s who tried harder while not depending so much on the lord. I learned from this lesson that you cannot expect to just pray and let God do all the work. It has to be ten percent God and ninety percent you. You got to believe in yourself. Instead of saying, “Please god help me win this game”, you should say, “Please God stay with me throughout this game, I will give my