Nothing is better than waking up in the morning with soft sunlight beams casting through the window. I hear the sounds of birds chirping outside my window and the sound of my AC gently blowing out cool air to contrast the warmth in my room. I could not be more excited because not only has Spring blossomed through melted winter snow, but soccer season has also started. Now that the soccer season has officially begun, the blisters on the souls of my feet have also started forming. I swear trying to gain back my stamina was like trying to climb Mount Everest without any breaks. The most running and shoving I did during the off season was when Black Friday came along. Then, dribbling the ball was so difficult it was as if I had my shoelaces from both shoes tied together. However, after several weeks of stumbling around like an eight month old infant, once I got back into my groove games could not come sooner. …show more content…
Sometimes, depending on the team, I get so shaky nervous it looks like I am suffering from hypothermia. However, when I am standing on the field waiting for the referee to blow his whistle, all my nervousness dissipate into concentration. Watching the whole team move as one beautifully crafted machine up the field to the goal, finally hearing the kick of the ball and watching it fly through the air, and whooshes into the back of the net causes a great sense of euphoria to wash over me. Throughout the season we have a great journey of wins and losses, but the destination is rapidly coming upon us,