Last Year of Memories

Ever since we were in middle we have attended football games. At the time we never had the school spirit because we knew that we weren't in high school yet, so we just goofed around and gossiped a lot. I did always wonder what it would feel like being in the section where they have always cheered for the games. Everyone was always dressed up in green and gold, with paint on their faces and screaming with enthusiasm for the players. I knew that would be us one day, yelling and cheering for our proud school of Kennedy. As a freshman we still never reached a point to where we were fully school spirited for football games. There was always a rule that freshman call back row, but our class was at the point of gossiping throughout the game. That is not until we got into our sophomore year, than we came out with spirit to cheer for our players. I think that the feeling of not being the youngest grade in high school got us our bravery to join in.

Every game we came prepared to yell our lungs out, jump up and down with our cheerleaders and to make the other team less useful. It was our Friday or Saturday of the week to do that in the season. Now that we are seniors we wanted to attend every game and to support our senior players.

On October 29th, we had our final last game together as seniors with our school. It was our playoff game vs. Xavier that night, but we never came out as winners. There was 5 second left in the game where we could have taken home the win of 42nd street for the first time this year. Unfortunately, only making it 2 feet away from the touchdown, the buzzer went off. That went our last football season of the 4 years in high school, all just went down in the drain. Everyone was emotional, my friends, classmates, players and parents. I admit that I wasn't emotional, inside I was upset and sad.

Next year we hope that our new seniors will dominate over all the teams in our league, and to show them the real team that should have won before.