It all begins in the middle of august 1988, just before the football seasons began. Inside the fieldhouse is a picture of each player who had made all-state during the last 29 years. They hang immortalized in a picture frame, a reminder of what glory looks like.
This weekend we get to watch a Detroit Lions game! We’re driving down to the West branch to spend some time with our friends. I can’t wait it’s going to be so much fun! My family traveled down near West Branch where we stayed for the weekend with our friends, Brent, Ronda, and their son Brendan.
Premier Sportsman, Inc., is compiled of generations of hunters. Growing up, I was given many opportunities to see what hunting, fishing and nature was all about. Later, as a husband, father and grandfather I discovered what it meant to have that perfect story. That perfect hunt, a guided trip, up in the hills with my buddies, in a drift boat on the Kenai or Columbia River... Creating and capturing memories are what is important to us at a Premier a Sportsman, Inc.
I asked my mother if she could give me some money to buy a ticket to the MAC Championship so I could go see Western Michigan Football play. I asked for this because I have very little money in my bank account due to student loans and the cost of college. Surprisingly the overall response was excellent she was very nice and said of course who knows if they will be back again next year. The result was I received the money to buy a
When we first moved here my mom went to one of the high school football games and was amazed by the spirit of the fans. She then found out that it was because the football team had won the last two games and they are supposed to be a losing team. Also at this time my brothers and I had been telling my mom for years she needed to quit smoking which she had been doing since she was 13. So, we designed a contract. The contract stated that if the Wabash High School football team had a winning season meaning they had to win 5 games that my mother had to quit smoking.
Going up a sports fan in St. Louis was hard at times. While we have the opportunity cheer on three separate teams with the Cardinals, Rams, and Blues. Over the years I fell more in love with the Rams football team. This love came from going to all the home games with my father and grandfather, even when they were away the three of us would still go out to lunch to watch the game together. While this opportunity I had through the Rams created a great boding opportunity for not only my father and I but as well as with my grandfather.
In the past, the face of baseball was scattered but pretty easy to find. We’ll start this in the ‘90s—because that’s when I was born, so yes I’m a millennial and like the bat-flip—but I’ll talk about that later. Let’s start in the ‘90s where baseball was quote, unquote reborn with Sammy Sosa and Mark McGwire hitting a homerun every other time they stepped to the plate.
On the morning of Super Bowl 49, I was playing on my Xbox One with Ben Jernejcic when he suddenly asked me whether I wanted to go to his house to watch the Super Bowl. It was an opportunity I could not pass up, so our parents arranged at time me to go to his house. Hours later I arrived at his house, waiting for the fun to begin. We started out going to the gaming room, where we played Madden and mocked the Super Bowl as we played as the Seattle Seahawks against the New England Patriots. After playing about 3 games, we started playing FIFA, NBA and many other games.
Jaiden DeBose Humanities/Hanson Nov: 22,16 EA…………… The 80 yard touchdown run I always thought football would be really really hard and I would be the only kid that couldn 't score a touchdown,but that all changed on a single big run. It was a Saturday morning and I was getting ready for my second big game.
As I said, I was never great at basketball, but my team was. I played for the Greenbelt Rec team where everyone was pretty good, but I wasn’t. My coach, Andy, was great and very encouraging and he made me feel like I was the best, even if I did horribly. I felt like a star, until I turned ten and my coach was Damon. Damon made everyone feel bad about themselves, especially those not in his starting five.
If I have to choose a favorite sport it would have to be football. Football is physical hard-hitting contact sport that is full of excitement rooting for my home team the New York Jets. Back in 1997 is where I developed a full interest; watching and playing football at a young age. I have played fullback and linebacker both positions took a lot of hard work, conditioning, and practice to execute my performance on the field.
I attended the Stadium Party during the week of AGOGE for freshmen. Everyone was given a "Stadium Party" shirt as souvenir. It was held in the URC Greatroom. It was supposed to be a required event but I don 't think everyone went. We were served dinner, which consisted of cheeseburgers and hotdogs.
I remember when I was around seven; Friday afternoons were the best part of my week for multiple reasons. One of those being that the school week was finally over. Most importantly, tonight was the night for Backyard Olympics. The Backyard Olympics were not only just a time for enjoyment it was a time for competition, and since I was seven I got into any type of competition. I remember the relentless hum of the crickets constantly playing, the wind whipping against my skin, and the scorching heat of spring.
This past year I have been fortunate enough to be a part of the George Fox Football Team; a community that many people want to be in but only the strong willed can make it on. I have played football my whole life and the way this team rallies and comes together is by far the best. Throughout, this year I have learned a multitude of life lessons, strengthen my ability to work in a team and to depend on my teammates while we all strive to achieve the same goal. The main uniqueness of my community, The George Fox Football Team, is the acronym that we stand for, T.A.P.E, through these four words I have learned many life lessons that has made me the man I am today.
Adrenaline pulsing through my body and anxiety filling up in my stomach, I quickly throw on my football gear and head out to the practice field. It’s a nice hot day in Ocala, Florida, with the sun beating down on our necks, we stand side by side in line waiting to be picked to play second, third, or fourth string in a play. Waiting in anticipation, each of us grinding our teeth, watching first string pure athletes colliding against each other like gladiators to have possession of a ball made at one-time of “pig’s skin”. To some people, the game of American football makes no sense, whether it’s the idea of trying to protect a ball or running and passing it to make a goal for your team. People like this, see the concept of football and understand why millions of people love it; but to them the sport is pointless and causes way too many casualties.
