Personal Narrative: My First Football Team

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My team was trailing by a touchdown the whole game, but Shane, who was on my team, made a pick six to tie the game with five minutes left of recess. All we had to do was stop the other team from scoring and then get the ball back and score. That was easier said in done though. The other team was forcing their way down the field and all hope appeared lost, but then out of nowhere the other team fumbled the ball on a fake hand-off. In the midst of all the chaos to get the ball I saw my team come out with the ball. Now the game was tied and we had the ball, but there was only enough time for one more play and we were in the other teams redzone. I remember asking Mrs.Shafer for a little extra time so we could come up with a play and she allowed

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