A sense of jubilation ran across my body while having a stomach full of butterflies was with me as we did our team cheer for the first time before our first game. The coach gave the starting line-up, I was not in the starting eleven. I expected this because I was in fact one of the new players. The referee blew the
While soccer is singled out as one of my very strong passions, I find myself playing harder and smarter during school soccer. With the help of Craig Rocastle, former professional soccer player and the current coach of Seaman High School, we are undergoing one of the best seasons Seaman High has ever had. Presently after seven games we have yet to face defeat; furthermore, Rocastle pushes our team to the limits and states, “We will fly, I am proud of our season so far but there is still another level in us.” As our team enter each game with new mentalities and expectations we are; in fact, becoming a better team while also handling the task at hand and winning the game.
When I first thought about how soccer impacted my life, nothing really came to mind. I was that kid who mostly looked forward to the end of the game snacks and bringing around the goal jar. But when I actually began thinking about more about playing soccer I realized that soccer was the first place where I was fully submerged into something completely new. I learned how to make friends, how be a leader, and how to have good sportsmanship. These are all things that have made me into the person I am today and it all began on the soccer field.
There were no “sorry you didn’t make the team.” But “congratulations on making the team. ” It was different. As I walked through the hall the next day, I was met by so many faces and hands. “Congratulations.
The start of my freshman year was a thrilling experience for me. To start out my freshman year I made the schools Varsity soccer team, a huge accomplishment for me. However, I was naïve to the coming situation to myself. I was on the path to continuous harassment from teammates as I was surrounded by seniors. Many of the seniors had egos, full of themselves in every aspect possible.
Six years of pee wee, four years of travel, roughly 10,000 dollars of my parents hard earned money spent in payments, numerous nights of practice, countless days consumed by games and I did not make the team. An entire summer of early mornings dedicated to workouts, and I did not make the team. My freshman year I tried out for the Brentwood High School soccer team and didn’t make the cut. I will never forgot waiting anxiously for that email, opening it and not seeing my name on that roster. I was devastated, embarrassed and simply sad.
The best leader I’ve worked with was my Junior High Football coach. My coach used the Path-Goal Theory. I hated football and saw no future for me in that sport. I was teased and literally quit the year before at a different school. I heard about try outs at another school and decided to go.
The past few weeks here at the University of Maine at Farmington have been excellent. I had the opportunity to come a week early to try out for the girls soccer team. I didn 't make the team but in retrospect, I think that was the best thing to happen to me. I moved into Dakin on the 24th of August. My roommate there was a sophomore that was here for the field hockey team.
Soccer’s Life For Leo soccer was his life. He’s been playing soccer since before he can remember. He´s always played on a soccer team and he was pretty good. Leo had a soccer game coming up and was all ready to be breaking ankles. Instead of him breaking other the rest of that day he couldn't move his foot without hurting.
Last year I became captain on the Soccer Varsity team of my high school. Being captain isn’t just being the head of all the girls, but is doing the best for the team. My goal was to work as a team in and outside the field, and working together to win and have fun. But my conflicts with certain girls were getting in the way, because how can I expect them to do a certain thing if I’m not setting an example. I chose to talk to those girls, set things straight and set an example to my teammates.
Darry was the 1 string quarterback for the high school football team him and Paul Holden was the dream pair with him in the backfield he could throw to him in the flats he will at least get 5 yards every time. I never liked Paul he was always a jerk to everyone even his girlfriends and somehow Darry hung out with him push each other into walls on our dirty street that we called home and the nice clean one that had never seemed to have dirt on it seemed that Paul lived on. Paul hated when I was the third wheel like they were on a date. Then I hear something between all of the cars honk at each other because everyone is on their phone I never want to be a driver myself because I hate the honking sound of a car. I heard Johnny's mom in the distance
This year was great some of my highlights are basketball and touch rugby. I’m proud that i moved to room 43 because i have gotten smarter stronger and faster also i have meet some new friends that helped me thru the year i will miss some of them. The most challenging thing was the tests because I had to think hard. I’ve achieved my goal of being better at soccer because I’ve been play with Reece and Guy and they have helped me aswell. I want to to the same goal as this year getting better at soccer and hopefully I can find Reece and Guy To up my Soccer skills because i think if you play with better people you get better as well.
I never thought I’d play ball after high school. To be honest I thought I wasn’t going to play after my freshman year. My freshman year at practice my coach had the guts to tell me I would never make the varsity team as long as he the coach. I thought to myself like why would a coach ever say that. He said that because we had a cut off relay race and our team already lost so I jogged down the line instead of sprinting.
One of my best days was when my soccer team won the championship. I won several other championships ,but with other teams. This was my first season playing with this team. The major characters in this event were me, my teammates, my coaches and the parents. This event took place in a park at sanger during the summer.
My eighth-grade year, I tried out for the school’s co-ed soccer team and was confident that I would make the team. During the three hard days of try-outs, I pushed myself to improve each day and received several compliments from the coaches. On the last day, the head coach pulled me aside to tell me
