Throughout my life, I have had several disargeements and disputes involving various issues with people who are close to me. One particular instance in which I was in a diagreement with a close friend was when I beat him in a tennis match. We had played a full set with the final score being six games to five,however, there was a discrepancy in the final score. This caused an argument to arise between us which left a mark on our friendship.
Narrative I heard him shout the score as if it is an Olympic matchup between Federer and Djokovic. He shouted,“15-love!” as he set up for the next serve. The set had been an intense match thus far and my opponent had seemingly defied all odds of me winning. As I recall, the score was three games …show more content…
My muscles tense, eyes staring at him like a hawk, focusing on the ball. I hear whispers in my mind saying “you are ready, now win this game.” He throws the ball into the air and another crack is heard from the other side of the court. I rush to the ball and lob it over the net, allowing my self to reset. We hit the ball back and forth for at least 3 minutes straight, a rare sight to see amongst tennis players. On his last hit, my opponent sliced the ball towards me and with every bit of agression left within me, I slam the ball. In all joyfulness, I celebrate an rejoice but this joyfulness is short lived. My oppenent tells me “it was just shy of in and was more out.” “What? That shot was clearly in, I could see it all the way from over here.” I said. “Nope, you were just shy which means I win the set.” “How could my eyes fool me. The ball was clearly in the court and on the line. I’m pretty sure you are wrong.” “Are you kidding me? I was on the side where the ball hit in the first place. How could you say I was wrong.” My body began to tense once more. I tried to take a few deep breaths to calm myself down but it did not seem to work. “You know what, fine! Enjoy your win because I am never playing you again!” My voice