Waiting, Yet Chasing There are millions of aphorisms in the world. From “laughter in the best medicine,” and “honesty is the best policy,” to “better slip with foot than tongue,” people have made up sayings that describe a way to carry out your life. But of all the aphorisms in the world, the most important is this: You must chase your dreams. The truth is that no one cares about what you do unless it affects them. Often times, the wisest of people are the slowest of thinkers. They see the situation in the most simple of ways, looking at each aspect and dealing with what they have as well as what the product of their actions might be. You must strive for excellence, push yourself to the limit, and keep pushing past your boundaries. As the …show more content…
Can you do that Dylan?” “Yes Coach,” Dylan muttered, obviously shaken to the bone with anxiety. “Good. Now I want Trey to pick up the puck and pass it across to Zane.” He declared, dragging his dying, black Expo marker across the board. He must have been explaining more, but my mind flooded with thoughts. If you don’t get this, the season is over. Did you come this far to fail? You’ve worked too hard for the season to end like this. You had the ambition and tenacity to keep going even when you thought you couldn’t. Don’t quit …show more content…
I stared down the goalie, knowing that our battle was soon to come. To throw him off, I threw a quick, confident wink his way. He gave me a puzzled look and shook his head, returning his focus to the dropping of the puck You can do this. Push yourself further than you’ve ever gone before. I thought, breathing deeply to focus on what was to come next. The referee soon after dropped the puck. 13… 12… 11... Dylan won the puck back to Trey, seconds quickly counting down. 10… 9… 8… “Pass it!” I screamed, putting butterflies into the goalie’s stomach. 7… CRACK! The smack of the stick on the ice echoed in the arena, and for a moment everyone’s breathes went still and silent. 6… The puck bounded at the net like a dog after a cat. 5… The loud ringing of the puck off the post met everyone’s ears, and as the puck bounced in slow motion and swished to the back of the net, it sent my team into hysterics. I had finally done it. I had been a game