Personal Narrative Essay Tryout

Finally, I’m home after a full week of tryouts. One full week of hard work and lots of soreness. I just sat in front of the computer screen. I had dinner there and watched T.V from there. I was just waiting the moment for coach to put up the numbers of the people who had made the team online. I was nervous but confident, I felt that I tried my best and gave it all I could and actually felt like coach liked me. Especially because after the last session he said, “Great job. I see your passing and shooting are really good and I like that.” When I heard those words come out of his mouth I felt that I had automatically made the soccer squad.
So five came around….. No numbers posted. Six……. No numbers posted. Seven…….. No numbers posted. Eight…….

No numbers posted. 9….. My number wasn’t posted with the rest. I couldn’t believe my eyes to be quite honest I had felt that I had enough to be on the team. At that moment I literally froze in front of the screen and kept refreshing the page to see if there was a mistake. My phone began vibrating and my friends kept calling telling that they were on the team and if I had made it. When I told them, they were in shock just like me. In shock and madness I stormed into my room not even directing a word or stare at my parents who kept asking if I had made it. I slammed the door behind and threw my fist into the wall with anger and disappointment. Luckily I didn’t break my fist through the wall or else my day would have probably gotten even worse.
I then calmed down relaxed and started analyzing and realized maybe it wasn’t meant to be. Maybe soccer isn’t for me anymore. Maybe I need to realize that school is my priority because at that I have never failed. Years have passed and I can proudly say that school has never made me sad or angry unlike soccer. I thought to myself maybe it’s a sign from God to get my mind straight and realize school is what I’m good at and what I need to focus on. Even though I’ve played soccer all my life, that’s not all that there is to my life. I can still do bigger and better things in school even if I don't have soccer. Slowly thinking to myself I said School is a priority from now on if I get to play soccer cool, but still have to remember School is first.
The next morning came around, I woke up to something that shocked me once again. The coach called and told me that he had made a mistake on the numbers and that he wanted to be there for tryouts later that afternoon.Of course, with no hesitation I accepted and told them everything was okay and that I would see him there at 3:30p.m. As soon as I hung up the phone I thought to myself and realized that the time of madness and sadness I had the day before taught me that soccer isn’t all that matters. School has to be the number one priority if I want to succeed and soccer is just a bonus. To this day I hold that and maybe that explains my 3.5 G.P.A I have.