“Jin Da … Come on!” Yu Chen was walking towards me with an exuberant beam, greeting me with an overwhelming hug. I was still in a daze when I wriggled out of her hug and was not aware that I had been hoaxed. Just during the few seconds of the forceful hug, the front half of my PE tee had become wet – because her shirt was totally soaked!

Instead of getting annoyed, I was touched by her enthusiasm. She was on her way back from the games, and I was on my way to. Doubtlessly, she had enjoyed her games. How about mine? I was not excited at all. To tell the truth, I never have much interest in sports. In this case, it was worse for the games going on were floorball, which I had hated since the term we started to learn it. It was all about a group of crazy people wielding the clubs, running after an orange-sized white ball.

To me, the impending games would be a pain. I was really reluctant to play, maybe more because of the fear that I would not perform well in the game and hence would make my class lose face. Before the game, I told our captain that I did not want to play, and I could do logistics for the other players by cheering for them and serving them drinking water. Out of my expectation, she refused. She said that it was only a game, and as a member of the team, I must participate. I did not have to worry about the results. Finally, I was persuaded and I decided to go ahead.

Our team consisted of seven players, including me, and nearly all the other six were from sport CCAs and were excellent players. But for every match, only five out of us seven were allowed to participate. My team members seemed to have captured the fear in my eyes and they behaved really encouragingly. Before each match, they would ask me which role I would like to play, either defender or attacker, and they would ensure I played no less than any other players. For the last game, I was extremely moved because Nicola, the major player, decided to leave the place to me so that I could play in the game as much as she did. I knew how keen she was to play in the game, but she knew how significant the few minutes to me. She was really a lovely girl!

 As the game started, I totally devoted myself into it. All of us were playing very hard, and when our goal was threatened, the center players always came down to help me. Soon, I began to enjoy what I was doing, the every moment of heart-jerking and stomach-churning, and the very feeling of scare and excitement. Upon every goal of our team, rapture bubbled through me as if I was the star who had scored the goal. On the other hand, I became more involved and ran actively to obstruct the attackers of the other team from approaching our goalpost. I saved several goals and I really felt proud of myself at those moments.

In the end, we came to a second out of the four teams. The result was not so satisfactory, but we had tried our best. There was a long moment of silence after the results were announced. All of us might be feeling pity at the bottom of our hearts, but none of us said anything. Soon, everyone had recovered from the short sadness and devoted ourselves into the fun playing again! How passionate we were!

The day was a warm day to me. For the first time in my life, I was truly attached to a sport game and had enjoyed myself. Thanks to my dear teammates, I have changed my attitude towards sports. They have taught me how to pursue a goal with passion and perseverance, and at the same time enjoy myself.  They have helped me get back my passion about games and activities. They have also made me realise that how delightful it is to be truly engaged in social activities.

 I have proven to myself that I can play sports, and I can enjoy it with passion. The most important thing is -- to fire your passion, about sports, about studies, about everything in life!