Soccer Personal Narrative

Soccer was one of the very first sports that I played when I was young. I participated in the sport for about six years before other responsibilities took over. I still missed soccer, I missed the practices, I missed the games, and I missed the fun. There were several occurrences of world matches between countries that I have watched. The envy grew as each “cup” passed. A few years ago, after watching the World Cup, I planned to buy myself some soccer shoes. However, I only purchased a ball, which was better than nothing. I dribbled it around occasionally as like said; I was busy with other activities. As this summer began, I found out there was going to be a Euro Cup and this sparked that little flame in which I still have in me. In addition to this,
Now all I am missing was my own set of cleats. I bothered my mother on numerous occasions to get me some new cleats. We were planning to stop by at Sport Authority to get the shoes, but it was later found out that it was going out of business. The only other major sport store was Dick’s Sporting Good. Finally, yesterday we were able to go to Dick’s. There was a big tent outside in the parking lot where a large sign labeled “Clearance Sale” was hanged. Mother and I went inside of the tent and looked around. I saw a bright neon green pair of cleats and I quickly put them on. It fitted snugly and I was pleased how they look. I could not wait to go home and give a few kicks to the soccer ball. We also went inside the store to get me a new pair of running shoes. Mother found a red pair, and that also fitted accordingly to my feet. Mother was even planning to buy another pair to replace my sneakers. She said what I have right now was too heavy and she found a suitable candidate. There was a large weight difference, but it was a bit too big on me. It was unfortunate, but there were two other Dick’s Sport stores and the option of ordering the right sizes