You feel like a god. You feel superior to everyone else; at this moment, no one can touch you. Although there are 90 thousand fans screaming your name, you are in your own trance. There is a peaceful silence and everything is in slow motion. Nothing can compare to this moment.
The instant passed and I’m back to reality, yet I’m still living the dream. My team mates are celebrating and my thousands of followers are still cheering. I can feel the pitch beneath my feet shaking as the whole country is jumping with joy. What I have just done, has changed my life forever. What I have just done, millions of people dream of accomplishing, but only a few are worthy and its me.
There are twenty two players on the pitch, but only I count. I have risen with the sun behind me. No one can question how I got here as you have all witnessed what I had to do to experience this. Was it worth it? Risking everything for this feeling of scoring for your country to make them the best in the world? I am at the pinnacle of my career. I have been gifted my goal in life, yet can I forgive myself for ‘cheating’?
YEAR 2005
I was just 10 years old when I was first signed for Queens Park Rangers, one of the best academies in England. I was ecstatic. Along with most other young boys it was my only dream. I had worked hard to get here and I knew I deserved it. Yet after half a year of strenuous hard work out in the boiling, blazing sun, and trying to be accepted by the other players in the academy, I was released.
It was the worst day in my short life. I was at home ready to leave when my dad sat me down and told me the devastating news. I didn’t leave my room that day. I cried for hours on end, trying to contemplate what had happened. Why? All I wanted in life had just been given to me and taken away just as quickly. The next day I still felt as if I had been robbed of everything I loved. My dad talked to me that night and presented me with two options, either sit here and keep feeling sorry for myself or to get up, keep training and try again to reach my dream. It is never to late. That talk changed my life.
YEAR 2014
I had worked hard enough and earned a place in another academy, yet it wasn’t where I wanted to be. I was training at my maximum yet I still couldn’t break into the starting line-up. It started to hit me. Maybe I just wasn’t good enough. Was all this hard work for nothing? Was it pointless? No I won’t except that, I need to reach my goal, I must hear thousands of fans screaming my name. This is when I was presented with an opportunity to make that happen. I was approached about a substance that would enhance my performance, all the players were doing it, apparently.
I still wasn’t sure, I’ve heard stories before of people dying when taking an unknown drug or even being caught using it. All I could think about was my dream and if this substance was going to help me to reach it then there was no other option for me.
It worked. I had never felt so good in all my career, and I was playing at a whole new level surpassing any other player in the world . This is why I was called up to the England squad. But would I be able to live with myself? I’m not worrying about that now just enjoying football. However I’m pushing it out my mind for now and just enjoying my football.
March 26, 2015 at 7:31 am
Matt, this is a really interesting piece of writing. You are experimenting with language to communicate meaning and create tone. I got a bit teary at the second section!
Targets:
1) Rather than ’10 Years Earlier’, could you name the year instead? It becomes confusing in the third section because it is unclear whether it is 1 year or 11 years earlier.
2) You have a few capital letter errors.
3) You need to use paragraphs within sections.
4) I think you could elaborate on the moment of being offered ‘the substance’. There is great potential in this.
Current grade: 30/40 (B3)