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Personal Narrative: Make The Varsity Basketball Team
The Summer of 2014, I was a rising freshman in high school. My goal was to make the varsity basketball team as a freshman. Tryouts came along and I played JV over the summer. As I kept working during the summer and fall, the winter regular season tryouts came. I was determined to make the Varsity roster. I tried my best during tryouts, two days later the rosters came out. I read on the website, "Hunter Patterson JV." I was disappointed but knew that the coach thought that was the best fit for me.

The JV would practice in the morning so varsity could sleep in and practice in the afternoon. Three weeks into the season I get a phone call. It was the Varsity Head Coach, Kacey Martin. Joyfully, I answered, "Hey Coach, how's it going today?"

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