Personal Narrative: My First Football Experience

My first football season By: Dylan Jackson Today was the day to pick up my football equipment. I could not hold in my excitement, it was a Saturday and my first practice was on a Tuesday. I was outside chucking the ball in the air and catching it when my mom came out. “It’s time to go,” she said “OK” I exclaimed as I dropped the football and sprinted to the van. When my mom and I arrived I tried on my gear and left to sign up, the guy at the signup place signed me up he gave me a football and a New Ulm area youth football shirt. “See you at practice,” he yelled as we were heading to our van. Three days later was my first practice, it began at 5:30 P.M. Around 4:15 my dad started making Mashed potatoes and meatballs with Cream of Chicken soup. I
When I jumped out of the van and was walking to the field I saw Nathan Allen was on the opponent's team the Broncos. The very first play was on the offence, Tommy sprinted to the end zone for a 79 yard touchdown. I thought “am I supposed to do that”, Sadly we lost 14 to 21 but I was glad Nathan won his first game. The rest of the month went in a blur and the next thing I knew it was our final game, the teams standing was 2-3. The only team we haven’t beat were the undefeated Steelers. Before the game I headed to the clinic to see if I broke my finger from Thursday's practice. When I left the X-ray room (I didn’t break my finger, just jammed it bad) I saw Nathan who was holding his wrist funny. I said hi and then headed to the game. We won, I can’t believe we beat the undefeated Steelers! I had to turn in my gear and after that that my mom, sisters and I went to get ice cream at Mcdonalds. I drank my vanilla shake and thought in my head. “I learned a lot about football and teamwork.” I was disappointed that football ended but I knew that wasn’t the last time I would be on the field. I hope I get picked next