Memoir

This is my memoir that I made in writing. Hope you all like it!

 

I hate when you find out that you did something for the last time. It makes you feel sad. Then you realize that you forgot how lucky you are to do those things. Like the time when my dad got another job and we couldn’t go to New York Knicks games on the floor seats. Or when I had to leave my favorite soccer team. I thought that I would grow up with those traditions but when my dad told me, I then knew and I felt sad.

When I was very little like 3 to 7 my dad and I would go to the New York Knickerbockers games. Every 3 or so weeks, I would put on a Nate Robinson jersey and go to the game. My mom stayed home and rarely came with us. An awesome part was that our seats were on the floor so sometimes when the game came back on TV after a commercial break I would show up on TV! My mom stayed home to watch the game and taped it so now I can always go on my TV and watch the commentators say my name. Once I saw one of the games and the commentators announced all the famous celebrities at the game and then at the end he said me. Somehow they learned my name. It was creepy but cool. I always thought I would grow up going to Knick games. Then, one day my dad got an offer for a better job. My last floor seat Knicks game I didn’t know it would be the last. I thought it would be like any other game. My favorite moment was when the actual Nate Robinson picked me up and hugged me because he saw that I was wearing his jersey. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.

Going to those games were very fun.

But thankfully the games weren’t the only fun things in my life. On weekends I went upstate with my family and sometimes had a guest. The only reason I went up was to go to my soccer games with my team called Bethlehem. I had nice and good teammates and a great coach that let me miss practice because my house was in the city, and practice was right after school so I couldn’t drive up 2 hours just for practice.

It was the quarter finals of the NY cup. Bethlehem, an Albany team vs Metropolitan Oval (Met Oval) a New York City team. I had some friends on Metropolitan Oval but at that time we were frenemies. It was a great game. At halftime it was 0-0, no one scored. Later in the second half my friend Semir on Bethlehem shot and the keeper saved the ball.  Semir, my friend Dylan and I tried to rebound the shot. Semir got there first. He shot the ball and scored.  1-0 our team. At that time Metropolitan Oval was a big and great team. Later in the game someone, I don’t know, on Met Oval shot and it deflected off of one of our players and went in. 1-1. It was very intense. I got subbed off and watched the rest of the game. But later in the game my friend Sadie shot unexpectedly with his left foot and scored. It was 2-1. I felt like a boulder got lifted off of my shoulders. When the final whistle blew, I ran on the field, hugging and laughing and relieved to not get kicked off the NY cup. After the game our whole team went to a restaurant /golf course to celebrate our fantastic win.  Around a year later the owner of met oval stopped paying the coaches so the good coaches left which lead to every good player leaving as well.

When I heard the news about Bethlehem, how everyone was going to a different team, I was sad and I thought I wouldn’t see my teammates again. Our bethlehem team broke up because we were getting older and u 12 has another coach. Now I play for a team called DUSC, downtown united soccer club. I think Bethlehem is better than Dusc because all the good players from bethlehem went to a team called the Albany alleycats. Dusc played the alleycats and the alley cats won 2-1. I rarely go upstate and never see my teammates but, I have seen some since. One moved to Texas because his dad got a good job offer and the last time I’ve saw him was at a tournament in disneyworld.

If I had my druthers I would go back in time to prevent this from happening but the past is past.