Personal Narrative: My Coach

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The person I respect is my coach, Lee. Around November last year I met coach. It was during, my game, against his team, I had just stole the ball, when Lee walked to my mom, and talked to her. After the game he introduced himself and we talked. Once we got in the car my mom told me Lee said he wants me to come to a practice of his, and check it out. Sadly it took me several months to come see what his practices were like. I’m thankful I did because he’s the best coach I’ve ever had and I like his qualities, even though he’s very strict.
Soon enough he announced to the team I was joining for sure. Astonishingly they were all very nice. I was surprised they were so nice because I’ve played pretty dirt against them, and I have made a few enemies. As odd as it is my biggest enemy became the best friend I’ve ever had. From my first practice I already loved my new team. Lee taught me so much even from just a few weeks of coming to his practices. Eventually he had me playing like six minutes out of the eight of each quarter. I wasn’t a starter but I was getting a lot of play time. So I practiced harder and harder until I became a starter. …show more content…

Coach encouraged me to pay attention to the game, so I did. After the game he explained some of the basketball plays they ran, so I was ready at the practice when he would teach us them. He also made me the water girl for the older teams which isn’t very fun. He was helping me talk yo the other girls and meet them though. Fortunately, I met plenty of girls and they were pretty nice too. Now I’m not as shy and can play basketball without getting embarrassed when I make a mistake, because I’m really shy so if I know the person well I won’t really

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