Personal Narrative: Golf Tournament

Golf is my game…It is my ultimate passion. I breathe, sleep, and think about it constantly. Desiring to be the best, I practice as much as possible. Winning is my goal, but, is it everything? I realized now, that how you play the game, both mentally and physically, is more important than the number on the score card. My excitement was uncontainable. Playing in the Starburst Golf Tournament, the same tournament that Jordan Spieth participated in and won was another item I could scratch off my bucket list. Could I play as good as him? That was my desire. Looking around while registering for the competition, I realized just how many golfers I would be playing against. Anxious to find out who I would be playing with for the first tournament, we
Hole eight was my destination; that’s where I was to meet my team. After introductions, the horn blared and the tournament began. After three tremendous shots down the fairway, the last boy in our group, Thomas, proceeded towards the tee box. That’s when I noticed something was wrong with the way he walked. What is wrong with him? How is he going to tee off if he can’t even walk right? This was going to take forever! He finally swung and the ball flew about fifty yards in front of him. I thought to myself, “My grandma could shoot farther than that and she’s never even played golf.” This was just the start of how our day went. At every hole, the two boys and I came in close to par; while, Thomas always scored ten to fifteen strokes over par. I noticed, though, his unbridled excitement and smile never faded. Every time his ball hit the hole, his enthusiasm was uncontainable. There were high fives for everyone! Somewhere along the course, I knew that my mindset had changed. Thomas helped me realizing that there was so much more to playing the game then to just win. I aspired to always do my best and enjoy the thrill of just playing the game.
After finishing the course and turning in our score cards, we waited anxiously to find out our final results. I landed somewhere in the middle of the sixty boys I played against, not at the top as I originally expected. Thomas finished in last. Later, I found out that he had been in a life-threatening car accident,