Personal Narrative: Subpar Experience

Subpar Experience I don’t think I had ever been so frustrated and annoyed in my life. I couldn’t believe what was taking place right in front of me. At the time I was unaware of the effect that it would have on me for years to come. My sophomore year in highschool, I was on the Cle Elum-Roslyn High School golf team. I had struggled all year long, staying after practice countless times so my coach, Wade, could teach me how to perfect my shot. Previously that season, I had gone to one tournament. I had one of the worst scores in the entire tournament. That day I felt like the team as a whole lost respect for me. I had to get that back. After this event I was constantly trying to find a way to regain their respect, attempting to qualify for
Towards the end of the season, the team needed players for districts. This was my shot, my chance for redemption. I knew that it wasn’t going to be easy, but I thought I had a chance. The qualifier was nine holes at Rope Rider golf course at Suncadia Resort. I started my day terribly, shanking my ball into the woods bordering the first hole. I felt terrible. I got back up and I hit an amazing second shot and was on the green within two strokes. I began to improve my play as I progressed on the course. Then I got to hole six, a par five. The entire varsity team was sitting next to the tee box watching everyone take their first shot. By the time I got up to take my shot a strong wind began to slam against me. I knew exactly what to do, wait until the wind dies down and take my shot. The problem in this situation was, it didn’t. I got up to take my shot, the nerves were starting to get to me. The wind, the players, the coaches. All their attention focused on me. I took my practice swing. Not feeling confident, I proceeded. I took my shot and my heart sunk. I barely made it past the girl's tee box, fifteen yards in front of me. I looked down in disappointment as some of my teammates chuckled. My coach pointed out that it was smart of me to