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Losing The Game-Personal Narrative
I am an extremely competitive person and I would like my team to win every time we play a game. Personally, I do not like to lose very much. My players are told by me to play hard all the time. I pictured the gym filled with people and the gym being very loud. The conflict here was I did not want to lose the game. It was resolved with my team winning the game. At the beginning of the game, my team was down a couple of points. At halftime, my team was down by four points and I knew that in order to win this game, we had to keep fighting to the end.
I was yelling as loud as I could so my players could hear me. I felt that we had a very good chance to win the game when we were up by four at the end of the third quarter. As a coach, I knew that

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