This story started about seven years ago, in the summer before my start of middle school. I always was a big guy, so to keep my weight down I swam. But that summer, after practice one day my buddy convinced me to come out and try football for the local YMCA league.
The first day out, I had no idea what I was doing. I needed a lot of coaching at first, but, as time went on, I slowly got a hang of the game. With hard work, I started to succeed in practice and on the field during games. I played in the trenches on the o-line, sometimes crossing across the line to play some defense. I was having the time of my life playing the game that I love.
A memory that has stuck in my brain was the game I recorded my first ever tackle. Even though the announcer got my name wrong, I still remember the satisfaction from completing that play. I hope you enjoyed learning about the beginning of my love for the game of football.
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