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  • Essay / Narrative Essay on Football - 1277

    Before starting the game, I never imagined that this game would open a new chapter in my life. Therefore, when the whistle blew, my partner and I both ran towards the ball to try and get it before our opponents got to it first. This game seemed as normal as the other three games; high intensity, fast movements, trying to keep the ball under control and keep possession away from our opponents. Towards the end of the match, the ball got away from all of us, so one of my opponents and I rushed at full speed towards the ball, to see who would regain possession. As we approached the ball, I shifted all my weight to my right leg to try to get the ball. However, when I did this, my opponent kept running and slammed into me and blew out my knee. When she did this, I fell to the ground, feeling intense pain, shooting into my right leg from the knee. Everyone ran around shouting, “Are you okay? What hurts? I responded with tears streaming down my