“Dad they are giving autographs! Can we stay for them PLEASE!?! I am having such a great time this is a total dream come true!!” I was crossing every bone in my body hoping he would say yes or at least sure so we can stay at least for a couple minutes do I can get at least 1 signing. “Sure thing!! I want to stay for autographs too!!!! I mean who wouldn’t?” I was so relieved he said yes and he really was excited about and not just trying to be excited for me. I screamed, “CRISTEL!!!!!!!!!!!!” as loud as I possibly can so I know she can hear me. She is a new player to the team. She scored an amazing goal at the end of the game, it was her first goal she scored with the USWNT(United States Women’s National Team). She was on the back-up list …show more content…
What am I going to say to her? How will she like my jersey? Will she be nice? Will she hate me? Will she just sign my poster and walk away? Will she stop and talk to me? Will she say yes to take a picture with her? Am I going to regurgitate my dinner on her? Will I pass-out and crack my head open? My mind was racing with questions and I could feel my double-decker cheeseburger from Big Boy gradually inching up my throat to come spilling out onto the field in front of me. My eyes started to get weaker and I was getting dizzy ready to fall into my dad’s arms clutched around me.Suddenly I realized my dad saw my green face and was asking me if I was okay, rapidly, now because I didn’t answer the first 2 times he asked. “Yeah I’m fine,” I lied. “Are you sure? You look green in the face, like you’re going to hurl.” “Yeah I guess I’m just nervous because Cristel Dunn is coming this way and I don’t know what to say to her, if she’ll be nice, if she will like my jersey, if she will be nice, if she will not like me, and… My dad cut me off by clamping his hand over my mom. His hand was warm, soft, and felt like my little sisters super soft silky hair. “It’s ok she is just going to sign your poster, not seeing if you are USWNT