Football Monologue

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Growing up I really didn't have a choice but to love the game of football. I played little league football for four years. Two years with the Pleasant Grove Broncos and two years with the Pleasant Grove Trojans. My dad was my football coach when I played for the trojans. However, my younger brother was always better than me. Once on the field he ran me flat over. I layed on the ground in thought to myself “was football really for me”. Everygame my brother would run up and down the field continuously. Instead of running on the field with him I was running up and down the sideline cheering him own as he scored. I started to feel as I was not apart of the team, every single game I was on the sideline waiting to get in but the coaches never put me in. I would …show more content…

I became interested in becoming a actor. My 8th grade year I joined the drama club with my friend Craig. We auditioned for a play called Isolation. The director stated he was only going to choose 11 good actors because the play is going to be used for the UIL competition. A week later the drama club director posted who all made cuts. I was in such disbelief when I found out that I made the cut to become one of the main characters in the play. I played a character name Tad in the play. The play was about four friends who broke into a school gym in became locked inside of it. While in the gym the one of the characters killed two of his friends and himself. It was an excellent play. I stayed after school daily to ensure I knew my lines out of the script. I would even go home and have my mom to go over the script with me. I felt well prepared about the play. Two days before we performed the play at UIL, we performed it for the school. I was nervous to see so many people in the audience but that didn't stop me from performing well. After the play there were many of my friends and teachers approaching me telling how good I

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