Favorite Holiday

As we walked into our own charter bus, on the day of Thanksgiving, we started to realize that we had just walked into our worst nightmare, yet an amazing dream. This year thanksgiving was going to be completely different from the past ones. My team and I were going to a tournament filled with college scouts at Dallas. We were going to spend our entire break playing soccer. We were going to come back home, covered in purple and blue bruises in all shapes and sizes. Also, we were going to come back like newly transform zombies. Walking very slowly and moaning in pain at the slightest movement. Nevertheless, it was an extravagant Thanksgiving that we were able to experience. Most families would spend their Thanksgiving together. Yet, we were not a related, we were three different teams, mix to make two teams. However, we were able to put aside the hostility and rivalry among each other and become one colossal soccer family. Once we had reach Dallas, no one knew what to expect of the hotel our coach was able to attain for the week. Most assume a cheap hotel, like Holiday Inn. However, we were wrong. When we walked in, you could hear the amazement in the gasp the whole team took in sync. We were left speechless as we walked into our hotel, a beautiful palace. It felt like we walked into a Disney movie and we were the royalty. Once we were all settled into our rooms, we explored the palace, like children in a amusement park. We did this quickly, because we had to go to bed soon. We woke up the next morning before the sun did. Half the girls were sleep-walking onto the bus, but as soon as we arrive to our tournament, everyone was filled with nerves, and fear. College scouts were going to be there watching us and we did not know what to expect from the other teams. We lost terribly the first game, but coach said that did not matter, we were there to show-off our skills. Our next game, the same outcome happen, but we perform much better. We went back to