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My Last Shot-Personal Narrative

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There I was with a breakaway, half field, I was in the 18, “Shoot!” everybody was yelling, but I knew if I shot now I would miss the shot. So I dribbled in closer, I shot it and I scored!! We were still undefeated. That was the best game of my life.

“I can’t believe that you scored that goal,” my best friend told me. “ I know neither can I,” I replied back. After the game my coach was calling me to come over to him. “ Oh my goodness Leah, I am so proud of you,” he said “ Oh, thank you,” I replied. “No really, you played really good, it’s the best I’ve seen you play in a while, and I have a question for you,” he said.
“Yes?”
“ Do you want be captain of the team?”
“Sure!” I replied in excitement
“Great, I really think you deserve it” he …show more content…

My coach walked over to the other coach and told him the they needed to stop and that it was ridiculous for them to do that. After that the refs called Juliet and I over. We were kicking off first!!! Coach puts in his starting lineup and I was starting. Usually I never come out because we don’t have any other defenders that can go in for me, but sometimes I liked to go in other positions. Let me tell you a little something about my head coach, Shawn. He is not like one of those coaches who tell us where to pass and where to run, he is one of the coaches that doesn’t make a big deal out of us getting scored on or if we score. He basically just sits there and doesn’t say a lot. I didn’t mind, but my parents …show more content…

As soon as I got the ball and passed it to Carly she tried to dribble, but they got the ball from her because she didn’t pass. Then they dribbled the ball all the way down the field to our other defender Payton. She accidentally fouled her in the box and they got a penalty kick. Our goalie Becca was pretty good and she usually stopped every ball and I wasn’t worried. This shot was the best I have ever seen. The ball curved so far it looked like it was going out, but it curved into the upper right hand corner and Becca couldn’t get to it quick enough. Coach Shawn didn’t say a word, my dad didn’t like that, but he didn’t say anything. The play after that a girl started dribbling down the field and I started to go after the ball, but somebody came out of clear blue sky and shoved me so hard I almost got whiplash and I fell on my arm. I didn’t want to come out, but my coach made me. While I was out they scored. My coach didn’t say anything, I was going back in but my dad and mom came over and grabbed me. I tried to tell him that I didn’t want to leave, but he still took me. I asked him why and he said,” We will find you a better

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