How To Write A Narrative Essay About Soccer

​There isn't a person on Earth that hasn't failed at least once. It is what you do after failing that is truly important and meaningful to your life. I recall when my high school soccer team just last season was on the brink of reaching the playoffs for our region. On the field I always gave it my all and today was no different. I'm not sure of the team name, but it was an away game. I recount the long bus ride. As always I play the same songs getting into the right mood to play. We warm up and conduct the same drills before the game routinely. The team gathers together and we converse about the opposition and go over the line up for the game. Our coach constructs our best available team hoping for a win in a tough game we are about to enter. We step onto the field and I run my fingers

throw the grass, feeling the dew between my fingers as I usually do. The game starts and it is deadlock for what seemed like hours but it was truly, approximately thirty five minutes. They had scored a goal against us.

Across the field as they celebrate our heads began to drop as hope leaves some. The captain and a few others including myself attempts to rally the team for a comeback and lift the spirits of the minuscule crowd we had. We struck back with a goal of our own scored by yours truly. The team's spirit rose as the opposition grew frustrated, but I was not content with our position. A restart in the game leads to a combination of passes that leads to another goal by our captain. We celebrate joyously, but he calms us quickly insuring that we don't allow our lead to slip away. Unfortunately, the sight of losing was unbearable by the opposition as they get a goal of their own creating yet another deadlock. It has reached about seventy five minutes in our game now with the score still equal. We battle hard, but legs have become weak and minds slow as the opposition come fiercely on a counter attack against the run of play. We try with determination to not allow another goal, but the ball found its way into the net. The game came to a close as we lost our final chance to enter the regional playoffs. Heads were down and mutters of frustration filled the

air. As a team we failed each other. Personally, I failed them. As a attacking and defending member of the team there is more that I could've done to help the team hold them back or widen our lead. After playing the last few non-regional games, the season came to a close. I was still particularly disappointed in my performance. I had to find out what I could've done better. I began researching club soccer teams within or nearby the Beaufort area so that I could gain experience and better myself overall as a player. Currently I'm training for the next season and bringing it all to every team we face. Failure resembles a bad habit. The habit will always be around, but it can be conquered with the determination of an individual or group of people.