Personal Narrative: My First Basketball Team
The game took place on a cold, November afternoon in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. It was the last game of the tournament and we, the CBS Falcons, faced the Red Dogs in the championship game. We were confident about our chances of victory; however, our confidence was quickly put to the test when we first saw the other team. This game taught me never again to judge a book by its cover and that effort can trump skill.
Undefeated in the regular season and on a role going into this Friday night game, we were the team to be beat. Our seventh grade team, quarterbacked by Alex Watermeier, had been together for three years and had built up an unbreakable chemistry. Although we had never made it this far in the yearly tournament, we were pumped up and ready …show more content…
They ran out onto the field, similar in size and strength of men in their twenties, and began a simple, but loud chant of “Red Dogs” accompanied by the crowd. Beginning to have some doubt, we sent our captains out to the middle of the field for the coin toss. Even though our captains were some of the tallest biggest people on our team, they were miniature compared to the size of their four captains who towered over our captains as an adult towers over a child. This moment is when we were certain the game was a lost cause and first place was out of reach. Doubt and defeat could already be seen in the coach’s eyes; nevertheless, we lined up for the first play. Alex said “hut”, and we ran it straight up the middle—touchdown. We stood there in aw not believing what just happened and thought surely it was a fluke. Our defense stopped them, and we scored again. The final score was 35-7, and the Falcons won it. After shaking the hand of the sad giants, we received the trophy and first place ribbons; and our doubts and disbeliefs were nowhere in sight.
Although we sometimes judge people or things by their outside appearances, we can never be sure about who or what they really are. In this game I was taught that no matter how someone looks, the truth of who they are cannot be revealed by their appearance
Undefeated in the regular season and on a role going into this Friday night game, we were the team to be beat. Our seventh grade team, quarterbacked by Alex Watermeier, had been together for three years and had built up an unbreakable chemistry. Although we had never made it this far in the yearly tournament, we were pumped up and ready …show more content…
They ran out onto the field, similar in size and strength of men in their twenties, and began a simple, but loud chant of “Red Dogs” accompanied by the crowd. Beginning to have some doubt, we sent our captains out to the middle of the field for the coin toss. Even though our captains were some of the tallest biggest people on our team, they were miniature compared to the size of their four captains who towered over our captains as an adult towers over a child. This moment is when we were certain the game was a lost cause and first place was out of reach. Doubt and defeat could already be seen in the coach’s eyes; nevertheless, we lined up for the first play. Alex said “hut”, and we ran it straight up the middle—touchdown. We stood there in aw not believing what just happened and thought surely it was a fluke. Our defense stopped them, and we scored again. The final score was 35-7, and the Falcons won it. After shaking the hand of the sad giants, we received the trophy and first place ribbons; and our doubts and disbeliefs were nowhere in sight.
Although we sometimes judge people or things by their outside appearances, we can never be sure about who or what they really are. In this game I was taught that no matter how someone looks, the truth of who they are cannot be revealed by their appearance