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Buffalo Grove High School Football: A Short Story

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Bursting out the massive black prison doors, gazing upon the lucid crystal blue sky where marshmallow clouds waltzed by the bright sun that was scorching down, while a cool gentle breeze caused the hairs on my arm to rise, I rushed to the mini white bus where I heard my teammates chattering about their day at school. With butterflies fluttering in my stomach, my palms feeling clammy and an uncontrollable tremor emerging, I could not conceal my nerves. When we arrived to Buffalo Grove High School, the smell of crisp tennis balls--brought me joy--the feel of the brisk breeze descending down my back--caused the heat from my body to diminish--the sound of football players getting yelled at --reminded me that we needed to win-- got me relaxed and ready for this match. 1-6. …show more content…

Nothing was going well: the cool breeze caused us to “spray the ball” over the fence, the obnoxious football players frightened me with their persistent cry for help, the tennis balls’ freshness and pristine presence quickly vanished. As I glanced over, I saw a slender body, with speckles of gray bellowing at us, slowly trotting over with a blank expression. I was thinking, “Aw man, he’s gonna come over here and yell at us or tell us the same old “give me 110%” or “stay focused.’” A Northwestern graduate (wise beyond his years) , a basketball and tennis player (athletically gifted) , our coach’s words enchanted us with delight and captivated our attention. With a grin on his pale pink face and a sparkle in his glimmering eyes, he let out an optimistic sigh while saying, “You guys just gotta battle. I don’t care about the score anymore. Just gotta love the battle no matter what

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