The alarm clock sounds at seven am, Bzzzz, Bzzzz, Bzzzz! I reach out with my left hand to hit the snooze button, but a thought enters my mind, it is game day. Today is the day of my senior homecoming football game. I rise out of bed and go to the window. I pull the cord on the blinds and look outside. The frost has just glazed the bottom panes of the glass. I look and see the perfect day for a football game, overcast, gloomy, and gray. I trudge my way to the shower and turn the knob. The hot water cascades over my body; the excitement of the upcoming day rushes through me like a bolt of lightning. I finish showering and go back into my room to get dressed. I slide my jersey from its hanger, good old number 20 and take it up to my nose. I smell the past games, triumphs and defeats. I put the jersey on go to my car. I am too nervous to stop and eat breakfast, but grab a banana anyway. The drive to the school seems to take an eternity. I have a million thoughts running through my head.
At last, I arrive at the school. The cars all around me are painted to show school spirit. In the parking lot I see my friends pull up and a go over to greet them. Our conversation is centered on the
We met in the locker room at four forty five and get geared up for tonight's contest. With my favorite cd in my cd player I was thinking about how much I would enjoy the game and how hard I would have to work to get the job done. At five thirty we boarded the bus and were on our way to the game. The bus ride was one of silence, to allow us to get focused, get pumped up and mentally and physically prepared. We arrive at the stadium and go through our usual warm up routine. No one on the team is wasting time; our minds are all focused on getting the job done. Inside, my heart was racing and I was the most hyped up that I had ever been to get a victory tonight.
The team went back into the locker room and made the final preparations for the game. I was as focused, excited and determined as I would ever be and the game had not even started. The speeches that night we not of the usual kind, they were full of passion and ferocity. As we took a moment of silence and left to go on the gridiron, I felt it, something was different; inside I knew that we were going to get a victory tonight, no matter what the cost. As I walked onto the field, gazing at the lights I was ready, the whole day culminating in this moment, it w
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