Reflective essay: "The best game of my life!"

Essay by $oop@m@n21High School, 11th grade April 2006

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Around six years ago I remember my parents encouraging me to play ice hockey. It was my first time on the ice and I had a bit of trouble getting started, but as I played more I began to love the sport and I just couldn't get enough of it, now it has become a significant part of my life. In this essay I will reflect upon a very important and exciting ice-hockey game that took place a while ago, and in which I took part.

Every single chair in the arena had been filled. From the changing-room it was difficult to describe the noise; fans cheering wildly for their team, coaches drilling the game-plan into our heads, the booming music intended to entertain the fans before the game...all adding to the fluttering butter-flies in my stomach. The arena was built to muffle the sound of 1000 people, but that evening it was like a sponge that couldn't absorb anymore.

The teams were introduced and we stormed onto the ice. The crowd roared and it sent my adrenaline soaring, being under so many eyes brought both fear and motivation to me. This game was not just any game; it was the final! The whole season had been building up to it. It was like a war for me and I wished to leave the battlefield with victory. I had faith in my team and I knew everybody on it would play their best to win the game and trophy.

The game was about to start; I clenched my hand tightly around my stick and reminded myself of how important this battle was. The puck was dropped and a roar filled the stadium, along with the sudden carving noise of skates cutting through the ice. I tried to ignore the...