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Personal Narrative: My First Game
My First Game A specific event that greatly changed the course of my life is the day that I attended my first sporting event. Shocking, right? On this day, I discovered, for the first time, that I had a large interest in watching live sports. The day of the game was the thirteenth of March, in 2011. The location was Ricoh Coliseum, on Toronto’s Exhibition Grounds. The teams were the Toronto Marlies and the Texas Stars. My parents had decided to take me to a hockey game. They let me choose the game, and I picked this particular one. I think my reasoning for picking it was that I liked the Texas Stars’ logo. I don’t remember much of the game, I just remember having tons of fun. One thing that I do remember is that Texas won in a shootout.

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