Hi guys, it's time I finally put this out, for the past two days, I've been writing a folio piece for my English class. It's taken me about 3 hours to write, so I hope you guys enjoy it. This is the story of how I found football...
The biggest sport in the world, the beautiful game and the game of nations, all associated with the legendary game we know as football. Football has been a part of my life for a long time, it has been there for me, it has delighted me however it has also saddened me too. I had once thought of football as nothing but a game of chance, like a game of cat and mouse but through the years, these thoughts have slowly diminished, with new feelings taking their place.
When I was younger, I was told to support Rangers FC, I had no choice in the matter as all of my immediate family were all supporters of Rangers. I never took anything to do with football, it was never a part of my life. This was until March of 2005 when my dad had found a pair of tickets to a Rangers FC V Heart of Midlothian game at Tynecastle Stadium. My initial feelings had wondered why he bought these tickets. He told me that he had enough of my anti-social lifestyle and that I was ruining my life. That I needed a hobby that didn't involve a T.V. Again, I had no choice whether or not I could go.
I was very anxious about my trip to Tynecastle, I never knew what to expect but what I was greeted with was astounding. Thousands upon thousands of fans, chanting and cheering, the atmosphere was electric. Upon entering the stands of the stadium, I was welcomed by a cold breeze and a sight like no other, a stadium packed full of fans from all over Scotland coming to support these two teams for what turned out to be a fantastic yet controversial game which ended in a 2-1 win to Rangers. This was a day that changed my life for the better, showing me that football had meaning, had a reason, that it wasn't just a game of chance or cat and mouse, but that it was a game of passion.
After this match, it turned into a major turning point in my life that affected me physically, emotionally and psychologically. I started to play football, which led to many great things as ridding of my anti-social lifestyle and gaining me friends that I had never once had due to my anti-social lifestyle. When I started playing football, I had very versatile roles sprawling over all areas of the pitch. I wasn't very good when I started so I was always told to go as a goalkeeper so as I wasn't to get in the way of things, it upset me at first, thinking I was just plain useless and terrible but now looking back, as a goalkeeper in the present day, I couldn't be more grateful of their decision to put me in goals.
I had been to 4 or 5 football matches for Rangers but none had the kind of stature that the Old Firm derby held. Ever since the first game I attended in 2005 at Tynecastle Stadium, I had always dreamed of going to an Old Firm derby, often regarded as one of the greatest derbies in football history, Rangers V Celtic. My chance had finally come in October of 2007 when I was given tickets to an Old Firm derby. When I was given these tickets, my eyes flooded with tears of joy.
Upon arriving at Ibrox Park, I could sense the tension writhing among the two sets of fans. My dad had always told me of the animosity and emotion that this derby held, that there were riots and fights entangled in the midst of all the tension. Upon entering the stands, a sea of symphonic chants echoed in my ear as both sets of fans battled against each other for supremacy, my heart was racing and my head was buzzing with anticipation in the hope for a great game that I would never forget which it turned out to be when Rangers cruised to a 3-0 smashing of Celtic. The game left me overjoyed and satisfied. I still regard it as the best birthday present I've ever had.
However. I haven't always supported Rangers as in 2009 I started supporting the great Manchester United. When I started supporting Man. United, I was given the stereotypical name of a "Glory Hunter," a fan who goes for teams who do nothing but win. I had never went to a Man. United game for a very long time due to financial constraints until January of 2013 when I was astonished by a surprising gesture when my family bought me tickets to an F.A Cup match between Man. United and Fulham.
The journey was tiring and costly, but it was well worth it when my eyes were gifted with the sight of tens of thousands of fans moving around the streets outside of The Theater of Dreams, Old Trafford. When I went into the stands, I was on the top tier of the Sir Matt Busby Way or The East Stand. Despite it only being a cup match, the atmosphere was just as good as the Old Firm derby. The match was exciting as Man. United bet Fulham to an easy 4-1 win. The trip took 8 hours in total by driving up and down from Scotland to England and back again which left me knackered in the morning but happy that I finally got the opportunity after 4 long years of wait.
Over the past nine years, I have accepted football into my life and it has welcomed me with open arms into it's fold. I now don't think of football as a game of chance, I think of it as a game of life or death. This is how I found football...
Hi guys, it's time I finally put this out, for the past two days, I've been writing a folio piece for my English class. It's taken me about 3 hours to write, so I hope you guys enjoy it. This is the story of how I found football...
The biggest sport in the world, the beautiful game and the game of nations, all associated with the legendary game we know as football. Football has been a part of my life for a long time, it has been there for me, it has delighted me however it has also saddened me too. I had once thought of football as nothing but a game of chance, like a game of cat and mouse but through the years, these thoughts have slowly diminished, with new feelings taking their place.
When I was younger, I was told to support Rangers FC, I had no choice in the matter as all of my immediate family were all supporters of Rangers. I never took anything to do with football, it was never a part of my life. This was until March of 2005 when my dad had found a pair of tickets to a Rangers FC V Heart of Midlothian game at Tynecastle Stadium. My initial feelings had wondered why he bought these tickets. He told me that he had enough of my anti-social lifestyle and that I was ruining my life. That I needed a hobby that didn't involve a T.V. Again, I had no choice whether or not I could go.
I was very anxious about my trip to Tynecastle, I never knew what to expect but what I was greeted with was astounding. Thousands upon thousands of fans, chanting and cheering, the atmosphere was electric. Upon entering the stands of the stadium, I was welcomed by a cold breeze and a sight like no other, a stadium packed full of fans from all over Scotland coming to support these two teams for what turned out to be a fantastic yet controversial game which ended in a 2-1 win to Rangers. This was a day that changed my life for the better, showing me that football had meaning, had a reason, that it wasn't just a game of chance or cat and mouse, but that it was a game of passion.
After this match, it turned into a major turning point in my life that affected me physically, emotionally and psychologically. I started to play football, which led to many great things as ridding of my anti-social lifestyle and gaining me friends that I had never once had due to my anti-social lifestyle. When I started playing football, I had very versatile roles sprawling over all areas of the pitch. I wasn't very good when I started so I was always told to go as a goalkeeper so as I wasn't to get in the way of things, it upset me at first, thinking I was just plain useless and terrible but now looking back, as a goalkeeper in the present day, I couldn't be more grateful of their decision to put me in goals.
I had been to 4 or 5 football matches for Rangers but none had the kind of stature that the Old Firm derby held. Ever since the first game I attended in 2005 at Tynecastle Stadium, I had always dreamed of going to an Old Firm derby, often regarded as one of the greatest derbies in football history, Rangers V Celtic. My chance had finally come in October of 2007 when I was given tickets to an Old Firm derby. When I was given these tickets, my eyes flooded with tears of joy.
Upon arriving at Ibrox Park, I could sense the tension writhing among the two sets of fans. My dad had always told me of the animosity and emotion that this derby held, that there were riots and fights entangled in the midst of all the tension. Upon entering the stands, a sea of symphonic chants echoed in my ear as both sets of fans battled against each other for supremacy, my heart was racing and my head was buzzing with anticipation in the hope for a great game that I would never forget which it turned out to be when Rangers cruised to a 3-0 smashing of Celtic. The game left me overjoyed and satisfied. I still regard it as the best birthday present I've ever had.
However. I haven't always supported Rangers as in 2009 I started supporting the great Manchester United. When I started supporting Man. United, I was given the stereotypical name of a "Glory Hunter," a fan who goes for teams who do nothing but win. I had never went to a Man. United game for a very long time due to financial constraints until January of 2013 when I was astonished by a surprising gesture when my family bought me tickets to an F.A Cup match between Man. United and Fulham.
The journey was tiring and costly, but it was well worth it when my eyes were gifted with the sight of tens of thousands of fans moving around the streets outside of The Theater of Dreams, Old Trafford. When I went into the stands, I was on the top tier of the Sir Matt Busby Way or The East Stand. Despite it only being a cup match, the atmosphere was just as good as the Old Firm derby. The match was exciting as Man. United bet Fulham to an easy 4-1 win. The trip took 8 hours in total by driving up and down from Scotland to England and back again which left me knackered in the morning but happy that I finally got the opportunity after 4 long years of wait.
Over the past nine years, I have accepted football into my life and it has welcomed me with open arms into it's fold. I now don't think of football as a game of chance, I think of it as a game of life or death. This is how I found football...
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