It’s dark. Pitch black. My eyes are shut tight. I’m praying that I can win this tournament. I know that the other girls are better than me. They have been playing for 6 or 7 years. I have only been playing for one. Today I’m going to win. I’m determined. Underneath the layer of confidence I show, there’s fear. I know I will win cause I have… My lucky shoes. I have had these shoes through the year I have been playing. Despite how filthy the bottom of the shoe is. They have won me either 1st, 2nd, or 3rd place in every tournament. These shoes are white with a black nike sign next to the grey pattern. They have brought me above and beyond my career. I hesitantly open my eyes to my name being called. I step onto the tee box, put my tee in, take a practice swing, and BAM a 215 yard driver down the center of the fairway, past the other girls shots. “Thank you”, I whisper to my shoes. You lead me to victory.