I am sitting in an empty football field after my last high school football game has finished a few hours
ago. I'm the mid-field player on my team. But in fact that's not 1 now. I was the. mid-field player
because, as I said.this was my 2 game. That's a good way to be an end a high school football career
(生涯) , especially if you win ,but even though you don't, it's 3 to leave at a high point. I was eight when
I first started playing football. My dad 4 football, and he used to practice with me at home-passing,
catching, running. We used to practice almost every evening 5 it got too dark. He tried to teach me
everything he knew about the 6 .
"Just remember: don't ever 7 . " " Stay in the game. Don't lose your concentration (寺注) . " " Go
out there and give 110 percent (百分之...... ) every time. " Well, that was a long time ago, but I still hear his words 8 in my ears.
I had a lot on my mind 9 the game today. I don't like things to be an end ,I guess, and this was the
last game. I was talking to myself and warning myself about what co do and not to do, I didn't sleep at all
10 ,and when the sun came up this morning, I reached the point where 11 just wanted it all to be over, finished, done. But when the game started, my mind became 12 . I just lived in this game, this moment.
I didn't hear the crowd, I didn't feel the cold or the pain, I never felt tired. I just kept my eyes on the 13 ,
and it was just me and the ball and, inside, a soft, white light 14 me the way to the goal. It was a beautiful, empty feeling.
It's all over now, and it's really getting cold here. It's starting to snow. The sun's almost gone , and I
can 15 see the goal. Now it's dark and I'm sitting here all alone. Well, I guess it's time to say goodbye
and move on. |