Football Team-Personal Narrative

The stands were already getting packed and the crowd getting louder as we all walked off of the buses and into the locker rooms of Doc Harris. Inside it was as quiet as a library. My teammates quickly started to strap their gear on and do what was necessary to prepare for one of the biggest games of the season. As I did the same, I thought back to that week of practice and remembered that most of the players that played varsity at my defensive position were hurt and a big part of me hoped that this would be my chance to start in my first varsity football game, a dream that had consumed my mind since the end of the previous football season. After everyone was dressed and ready to warm up, we all walked out of the locker room holding hands
I quickly became conscious of the fact that I wasn’t nervous whatsoever but actually very alert. A combination of aderol, and extra strength 5 hour energy had completely wiped away my fear and replaced it with a feeling of confidence, strength, and pure energy. My mind flashed back to about 30 minutes earlier when I tossed the aderol tablet in my mouth and then downed it with the energy shot. This probably wasn’t the healthiest combination of substances to take, but at the moment it was the least of my
“Down!” he screamed. My feet were planted in the soft turf, ready to spring off and make a tackle. “Set!”. My muscles tensed, ready to perform whatever task I required. The dazzling stadium lights danced on the shiny helmets of our team. Somehow all of the shouts and cheering were blocked out of my ears and the only noise that was audible was the other players. It was just me, my teammates, and the other team. “Hike!” I leapt forward with amazing speed, anxious to perform at my