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Since I came to ETSU last year I was dying to go the first football game of the season. So I couldn’t wait to get my ticket to the first home game of the year. Monday morning I was outside getting my ticket. I waited in line, sitting in the morning cold outside of the Culp Center for about 30 minutes just to get my tickets. My friends walked by me in line asking what I was doing. I said with glee in my voice, “getting my ticket!” Finally the day came. It was Thursday, the day of the game, and I couldn’t. I sat in every one of my classes just waiting. Not even paying much attention to my teachers. The teachers’ words were just going in one ear and out the other. My friends and I all packed up in my friend Brandon’s truck and headed for Science
Hill. We rode around for about 30 minutes just to find parking, arguing about how we should have came earlier to get a good parking space. We finally found a space and got extremely excited in the parking lot for the game. My friends and I walked in to the games in our blue and gold rushing into the crowd. Then the games started. Everybody in the Stadium was ecstatic, even more in the first half of the game. Suddenly all the enthusiasm died during the second half. We started to lose the game. My friends and I were heart broken, hoping ETSU would make a comeback. Unfortunately they didn’t win the game. We walked out of the stadium with our heads down and depressed telling each other “It’s ok. We’ll win the next one.”
It was the day, that day, that special Friday, game day. Game day not only meant that there was a football game, but there was a pep-rally, where our team would be performing. The routine was one minute and thirty seconds long , and I knew
Initially, we had a hard time finding our seats but once discovered the game was quite entertaining and sensational. As was previously stated, we had a hard time finding out seats and yet, I couldn’t help but ponder what aspect of kinesiology the ushers were failing to accomplish by sending us from one place to another thus, the ushers were part of the sports management aspect. Anyhow, once our seats had been located it was off to the vendors to find a nutritiou...
All we had to do was beat a team we had beat numerous times before and then we would be in the finals. Easy right? So we thought. Going into that game I did not expect to feel the heartbreak that I did when it ended. Finally, game day had arrived; in the first inning, things seemed to be going as planned, we were up five or six runs. By the fourth inning, we were down nine to five and it only went downhill from there. My heart started to ache and the feeling of frustration flew through my body. As the ninth inning rolled around we were still losing and we could not get it
It 's the day before my last high school varsity basketball game as a senior… Wow four years went by this fast who would have imagined this day would have came. All day I was thinking about the season ending. This game meant everything to me, it wasn 't any ordinary game. It 's a section game! Win or go home.. With it being my last high school game I wanted to close the chapter knowing I gave it my all. Practice was probably the most intense it 's ever been for me. Emotions were flaring and we were all on the grind.
We loaded the van, and then we set off to go home. The trip home was pretty quiet. We stop a few times and my Mom always says “We’re almost there, guys.” I’m so glad I did. Well, after many, many grueling hours, we finally arrived home!
Friday night rolled around, it was the game we had all been working so hard for. Knowing we were seniors, we knew it would be the end of the journey.
The entire week was memorable but the last night we had for All-State was the most memorable to me. It was a Friday night in the big city of Tulsa, Oklahoma, when the stadium lights were shining down on Tulsa Union’s football field. The football players, trainers, and cheerleaders were at the stadium before anyone else. As I began to walk on the football field with my black Muller trainer bag around my body like a purse, I realized not everyone has had a chance like this. I was very proud to be able to stand on that field with other athletes from different high schools that were very vigorous in football. Before the game started, the west side trainers filled up the water and Gatorade coolers. Then we began preparing the football players by taping their ankles and wrists. The crowd started showing up in the stands and eventually we got introduced before the game started. By the end of the game there were no injuries in the game and the west side I had lost. When the trainers started packing the equipment we used during the game, there was an injury in the stands. The lady had broken her
A few hours passed and it was approaching 12:00: game time. As I was getting my equipment on, all the possible things that could go wrong flashed threw my head. As I finish putting on my pads and other equipment, I heard a voice from behind me, "Just stay focused man, and play like you have been.” It was RJ, trying to help me focus and give me motivation. Walking into that dark tunnel with the light at the end is like an exhilarating wave of nerves and excitement. Approaching the end of the tunnel, all I could hear was the crowd screaming and yelling. From there on, as we ran onto the field, another person took over, and I didn't know the outcome of what was about to happen.
I tried my best to concentrate and get to understand. I was trying so hard to get myself into the environment but I couldn’t. That was when the first culture shock for me happened. I felt like I was the only outsider in the Football culture and just decide to leave. I saw everyone enjoying the game and the fact that I was not having a good time made me sad and upset. I spent hours in my room analyzing the scenario I had just been in. The worst part was thinking that I had to deal with the feeling of not belonging during the three upcoming years while leaving in America. That day I had to deal with my sadness alone, I felt that if I poured my heart out I would have been laughed at. Even though it might seem silly now that experience changed my
My unforgettable senior football season was coming to a close. The whole team knew that this was the last game of football we would ever play together. After this game, it would never be the same. I had been waiting my whole life to experience what I was about to face in the next few hours.
The bus ended up getting there, “finally”,we all said and we left, it was like a 20 minute ride. When we got there we had no time to warm up because we were really late;however, we still ended up winning. We slayed them by a lot of touchdowns. I scored 2 touchdowns, I felt proud of myself. After our first win the team was excited but we knew that the team we had just played was trash
We were in overtime with the game on the line and everyone’s hearts were racing It was the championship game, everything was on the line. No one on our team was holding anything back. It was due or die time. If we lost, we got sent home and if we won we would go to nationals and continue to play.
At first my anticipation was low, considering the fact that my attitude towards anything is dismissive, and because I never hear anything good about the football team. It was my first time ever going to a high school football game during my high school career so I truly did not know what to expect. I found myself gazing, watching everybody settle in, even noticing the aroma of nachos and hamburgers
We spent the few hours before the game watching other match-ups as well as laughing while we managed our Fantasy Football teams amidst several abrupt cuts causing some fury and outrage among us. I then checked the time, it was five o’clock, what felt like one hour was actually three. My friends and I walked towards the stadium. The same distinct sound, smell and feeling from the morning felt as if it were amplified by ten. By the time we got outside the stadium. We passed many families, students and officers yet no sight of fans from the opposing team. Once we got into the stadium and found a seat in the boneyard, we waited for the game to start. The stadium in the matter of minutes was filled with a wave of purple dressed fans. I stood in my seat as the video on the video board played the welcoming video to Dowdy-Ficklen stadium. As I stood and watched, goosebumps consumed my body. There I stood, I was in awe at the sound of all the fans cheering as the band
I went to my trailer and put my car in it because I wasn’t racing anymore tonight. The girls and I went to the grandstands to see more of my friends and