Memory Research Paper

Memories, take that in for a moment really think, what are memories? Memories are sometimes very vague, or other times they are the most descriptive moving or still images in your head, taking you back to a time or place that was either horrific or outstanding. For me, a memory that sticks in my head is a culmination of the best times I have ever had. Some of my fondest memories came from my twenty fifteen football season.
I remember every game in my head as if I am watching them play over and over and over again in my mind. Thinking back, I can see mistakes that I made and plays and tackles I messed up on, but also big accomplishments, plays, and tackles I don't even know how I was able to do. The order of the games from week one lead up
A week later, we were back to the fresh cut green grass with freshly painted white lines that we called home field, playing the Crusaders. The Crusaders were an undefeated team for the past three years. We made a great showing, and gave them a true run for their money but ended up with a loss. They were ahead by five points; if we would have pulled through and completed our last play in the endzone, we would have won. Unfortunately, the pass was dropped and we went on still proud knowing that nobody had ever gotten that close to beating them. Another week of hard work went by, and we were coming up on the Raiders ready to fight. It was one of my favorite games of the whole season because it was a 48 to 0 win and off we went to the playoffs! The first playoff game was against the team that made it to the championship game the year before but lost. This year it was going to be a different story….we were the ones who went to the Super Bowl to face the Crusaders again! We won that
At that point, we were going to the Superbowl and knew who we were going to have to face. The still undefeated three-time super bowl champs the Crusaders. Super Bowl day came and it was a cold, wet, and rainy day. The field was as torn up as it could be! It was 95% mud with just a few grass spots here and there, and it was only getting worse as the game started. The indescribable feeling came, the one that you get under those lights while hearing your name being announced for everyone to hear and knowing that this is it-- this is the championship game and the last game of the season. That feeling is nerve wracking, but incredible at the same time. The game went on, but we went into halftime behind by one point (seven to eight). We entered into the locker room and our coach gave us a talk about how we needed to step it up for the next half and. We did until there were three seconds left on the clock. Our team was winning by five points with only a few seconds left on the clock. It was fourth and eleven, but they went for it. They threw a pass that was thrown short, and it went into the hands of our cornerback. At that point, I thought it was