Personal Narrative Speech On Football
“Quick! Get him to the emergency room!” The surgeon yelled. I remember something very faintly, about me being on the football field, one game away from the playoffs. How did I get here? Well, there is no time to remember now, my knee hurts like hell and the anesthesiologist is coming in. Well, I do remember… I finally woke up. I asked the nearest doctor, “Where am I? What happened?” She says, “Before I tell you what happened, you need to rest”
“But where am I?”
“You are at Johns Hopkins Hospital, in Baltimore”
“I was in Colorado. How on earth did I get here?”
“You have been here for three weeks, after being sent here from Foothills Hospital in Boulder. You were there for a total of two weeks.”
“So I have been out for five weeks?”
“Yes” …show more content…
I get ready in a matter of minutes. I don’t have time to brush my teeth, so I just go straight to the combine. When I get there, I realize that it is an amazing stadium. The stadium that will kick off my NFL Career. My first event should be the bench press. Lets see, I’ll aim for about 35 reps, since that does not involve using my knee. 1,2,3,4...25,26,27,28...35,36,37,38...41 reps. Wow, 6 reps more than expected. The people watching me are going crazy, even the scouts. My draft stock is back up to the second round, one of them tells me. Vertical jump, my should-be hardest event. I will try to at least get 37 inches. But I fall short, by about 4 inches. Not the best vertical jump, but did average for a linebacker. My draft stock is almost back to where it started though. It all rides on one event, the 40 yard dash. If I do great in this event, I can prove that my knee is not as bad as people thought is was. I hear the starting sound. I run, 10,20,30, then suddenly, at the 34 yard line, I trip. No, I botched the one chance I had to redeem myself. My draft grade is going to slide down, back to the 4th round. Suddenly, I look up, and I see something I can’t even believe. Coaches are coming up to me, congratulating me for what I did. 4.21, a new 40 Yard Dash record! That trip didn’t hurt my draft grade, it propelled me to the new 40 yard dash
“But where am I?”
“You are at Johns Hopkins Hospital, in Baltimore”
“I was in Colorado. How on earth did I get here?”
“You have been here for three weeks, after being sent here from Foothills Hospital in Boulder. You were there for a total of two weeks.”
“So I have been out for five weeks?”
“Yes” …show more content…
I get ready in a matter of minutes. I don’t have time to brush my teeth, so I just go straight to the combine. When I get there, I realize that it is an amazing stadium. The stadium that will kick off my NFL Career. My first event should be the bench press. Lets see, I’ll aim for about 35 reps, since that does not involve using my knee. 1,2,3,4...25,26,27,28...35,36,37,38...41 reps. Wow, 6 reps more than expected. The people watching me are going crazy, even the scouts. My draft stock is back up to the second round, one of them tells me. Vertical jump, my should-be hardest event. I will try to at least get 37 inches. But I fall short, by about 4 inches. Not the best vertical jump, but did average for a linebacker. My draft stock is almost back to where it started though. It all rides on one event, the 40 yard dash. If I do great in this event, I can prove that my knee is not as bad as people thought is was. I hear the starting sound. I run, 10,20,30, then suddenly, at the 34 yard line, I trip. No, I botched the one chance I had to redeem myself. My draft grade is going to slide down, back to the 4th round. Suddenly, I look up, and I see something I can’t even believe. Coaches are coming up to me, congratulating me for what I did. 4.21, a new 40 Yard Dash record! That trip didn’t hurt my draft grade, it propelled me to the new 40 yard dash