Memoir.

       Beep. Beep. Beep! We were in the championships! I have never got that far before. I was so happy. My heart was racing. Our season wasn't the best, but we actually made it. When I got to the final game, the championship game, I looked at the other team. They looked very skilled. But they also didn't look too hard to beat. We had played the team before and lost to them pretty badly, so my team didn't think we had a chance. The other team probably thought they were going to have another win against us.

        The whistle blew and the game started. I was in starting position. I heard the crowd roar as each team got the ball from each other. It made me very nervous. Both of the teams had really good shots but they were all blocked. That made me even more nervous. The first half was gone. Score: 0-0. The second half then started. Finally a girl on my team had a breakaway, just her and the goalie, she is the person who usually scored for us. She shot and scored! I felt a moment of relief. The other team looked and seemed angry. They had many other shots but none of them seemed to be enough.

         Beep. Beep. Beep! The final whistle blew and the game was over. For a second I thought there was another half or something, but I saw my whole team jumping up and down, screaming. Then I looked at the other team walk slow and sad back to their coach. I then started jumping up and down, screaming. It was so amazing. I couldn't believe it. We had actually won. I have never felt anything like this before. All the parents came over to congratulate the team. I felt so proud of myself and everyone else. We really came back.