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Personal Narrative: The Varsity Golf Team
I was fourteen years old just starting my new chapter of life at Hamilton High School. I did not really know what to expect from high school but the year started great. I was having fun in my classes and made some great friends. However, I was nervous about the Varsity Golf team tryout. I played golf for about a year leading up to the tryout not knowing what to expect. I felt like I had a really great chance of making the team and join a varsity team at Hamilton.

It was tryout week and I was very well prepared. My game was sharp and I was ready to be on that team. The week went by and I was not playing as great as I wanted to. The last day shows up and I am just a couple of strokes out of the team. I knew I had to do something special. I started out fantastic and was inching closer to the team. We came down to the last shots and I was right in it but this happened. My worst shot of the week when I needed my best shot happened on the last hole. I finished up knowing I had failed and did not make the team. I was sorrowful and depressed and did not know what to do. …show more content…
I was not on the team so I could not really get good practice. I then realized that I have three more years to make varsity and I can never give up. I started working really hard and grinding out long days of practice. Ball after ball and stroke after stroke over the course of the year got me a lot better. The next year was my sophomore year and I knew this was my time. Tryout weeks started and
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