You never really know the true value of something, until you almost loose it. Growing up I was always involved with competitive sports. I would always make the highest-level hockey team that I could for my age group. Hockey has always been something that I was naturally talented at. When I was fourteen I moved one 1,932 Km away from my family, friends, and home to play for a prestigious hockey academy. With being at that academy and around that competitive nature I learnt perseverance, sportsmanship, as well as how to stay humble. Samuel Johnson once said “Great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance”. With being the youngest on the team, I was passed over multiple times for ice time, sitting out of important games due to the fact that I was the youngest and the newest member to the team. When you get constantly looked over time after time, it takes a toll on …show more content…
Throughout the hardships I faced throughout the season, the love of the game, the heart breaks, and the accomplishments and the goals I’ve achieved I’ve learned that I need to stay humble. If I let every failure get to me I wouldn’t be playing NCAA D1 hockey for Post University, I would probably be back home in Winnipeg wondering what could’ve been if I hadn’t quit over the setbacks. In addition, if I let every achievement get to my head I would be arrogant. With that being said being in competitive sports it taught me some valuable life lessons. Being involved in competitive sports has definitely given me life values that I probably wouldn’t have learned elsewhere. In competitive sports, you can learn to overcome to odds, how to interact with people as well to be modest. If I were to play hockey just for fun I probably wouldn’t have the same views and values towards sports. If I had kids I would definitely want to put them into competitive sports, wouldn’t
Showing grit is a common thing for all people in sports, but one that has really stuck to me was middle school football to now. When seventh grade football started, Coach was looking at kids for certain positions and he said my name first. I instantly perked up ready to get any position on the team, but when he said I was playing second team center I was crushed. I never played on the line before. I was tall and skinny, not big and bulky.
Joining the lacrosse team, supplemented by joining the wrestling team and moving away for my first year of college, has helped to me recognize who I am as a person and where I want to be in my life. I wish to become the best version of myself that I possibly can be, and when I
There is no denying that people consider me a decent player, but that doesn’t mean that I’m the best. There is a vast amount of better players that are even younger than me training to the maximum of their capabilities. I discovered something new, and my drive to become a better player and person came with it. The sport has taught me that not everything will always be what I initially expected, but that shouldn’t stop me from reaching my goals. For example, my team and I had won three consecutive district titles for our school.
The last four years of my high school career have flew by, especially my Girard soccer career. Many memories were made throughout my career from making playoffs my sophomore year to playing my last soccer game on senior night. The endeavor of striving to make playoffs for the first time since the 90’s. I knew after playing my very last soccer game, that I contributed to something that was outstanding for this program. That’s something that I will remember for the rest of my life.
(14) . It is a sport that allows, not only the players but also the fans to get away from their lives when it can be difficult and enjoy themselves, even if it is for a short time. Hockey has not only become a significant part of people’s lives, but also a significant part of countries all around the world, “Stanley Cup hockey games were national events that shaped how cities and regions saw themselves and each other.” (2108) . Various countries around the world either play professionally, or just cheer on the game, but the Stanley Cup allowed the players to represent their countries and show others what they were capable of.
Everything was going well until I faced my first real incident my junior year. Our team was successful during the last couple years, however it was not without sacrifice. Practices were long and grueling and our bodies were pushed to their physical limit, but the cheer of the crowd and the glowing feeling of winning made it all worth it. It turns out however, that the aches and pains of practice were not the only sacrifice to be
I thought I was not good enough to be on the team with the people I knew were magnificent players. I learned a valuable lesson: work harder and faster than everyone else. Knowing I was working with great athletes I had to prove myself that I was worthy enough to play on the team. I was beaten and tired out from all the extra training, but it’s what I had to do. I spent nights after practice to work on things I messed up on.
With the encouragement of my dad, we decided that it was time for me to move to a team that would face better competition and have players of a similar mindset to myself. In the beginning of 8th grade, I had moved to my first club team after being on a town travel team for four years. While this was the right move for me, it was definitely a shock for me to realize that I was no longer the best on my team. I struggled through multiple winter training and conditioning workouts before the season had begun, though I tried to remind myself that this was only helping me in the end. When the first game of the summer season arrived, I was somewhat surprised to find that I was not in the starting lineup or in the field.
I was set on helping my teammates realize that I could be a valuable asset to this team. As the season progressed, my teammates started trusting my decisions on the court and were confident I would try my best to make the right play. I earned their respect as a teammate and made some great news
I kept going for the guy next to me performing to the best to his ability. Success was the result of all the hard relentless work done throughout June into August. I acknowledged that my team had a good group of seniors who were high character student-athletes I spent most of childhood with. Ultimately finishing with a record of 3 wins and 7 loses taught me many lessons on becoming a better person and
The National Hockey League has a problem, but it’s not the one you think it is. For decades, a group of contemptible, no-guts, cowardly momma’s boys have been trying to eradicate one of the more integral and important parts of the sport: Fighting. Since 1922, the NHL has wisely allowed bare-knuckle fighting. This has had many benefits over the years. For starters, it’s given employment to hundreds of players who couldn’t otherwise make an NHL roster, except for the fact that they can beat a guy senseless.
I became obsessed. There was always something about that crunch on the ice when I took that step into my cross-over, the speed of the game, the intensity, and the gift of being able to play alongside 20 of my brothers to achieve the common goal of doing something bigger than all of us. I opened that heavy entrance door for the ice rink and immediately felt that rush of eagerness to lace up the skates. With this in mind, I took a step onto that ice and my tryout debut was incredible. I was ecstatic feeling that all my hard work was starting
At the very young age of four years old I took my first of many strides on the ice. My first hockey season began not long after. I have three older brothers who all played hockey at that time, and I began to follow in their footsteps. I grew up watching hockey with my family and I believe that’s where my love for the game truly began. From the very first practice, I was simply in love and hooked with a responsibility to show up to all the practices and games every week.
Most of us find it difficult to figure out what is our talent. My talent is playing tennis. Once I joined the famous sport called tennis, it shape me to be more responsible, extremely active, and furthermore have respect win or lose. The year of my sophomore I was allowed to tryout for varsity tennis and have been in the varsity leader team for three years.
I changed emotionally because of all the pain, hard work, and perseverance throughout school and hockey. In hockey I became more tough and more relevant in how hard you need to work to play high level hockey. I recently started running hills at Northside Park at 6:30 AM with some high school hockey players and it was so tough to get up the hill six times in six minutes. After every training my legs felt like gelo. After the six reps, we do killers up the hill and that’s what makes some of us throw up.