Three years go by and I was begining middle school. To fit in I joined the football team and knew that in order to succeed I had to give it my all and not quit in desperate times as I did so long ago. The colorful sunsets and soon cold fall air made me think of my childhood and then my promise to never quit a sport again hit me like a truck. I needed to stick this season out, I needed to man up and be the best. Starting a new sport made me feel weak in certain areas but adapting to adversity was something I overcame in three years. …show more content…
He was taller, quicker, and stronger than everyone, all though it seemed. He taught me the basics of football and told me that football is not always about technique it's about being aggressive, it's about competing, and it’s about being tough. Both being young I felt he could be wrong and thought that football was more than just being tough so everyday after school we would practice for hours and get better in every way that we could, so that not even a rapid hail storm could stop us when game time