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That morning me, my mom, and my sisters went to the competition. It stunk we had to walk all the way there because the skywalk was closed and it was freezing cold. I was so tired because me and my mom stayed up tell 1:00 A.M. helping my mom make sign for every single girl that was on the cheer team. Right when we walked into the area where they performed its was so loud there was blaring loud speakers playing music for the teams. It was funny right
As we were heading for the goal on another break away, the opposing team kicked it out of bounds by the goal. My sister Bailey, who is also on the team, set the ball up for a corner kick. Her kick was a beautiful, high, hard drive to the front of the box. I remember thinking of my trainer’s words, “Anything is possible”. I jumped up at the right moment.
I ran to second just and made it just as the ball made it there. I stood there dusted of pants and looked at my mom as she was standing there cheering at the top of her lungs. This
I sprinted for the ball that was bouncing towards the middle of the field. I jumped with the ball to make a header. Crack! I was on the ground and I remember feeling a sharp pain on my forehead. I felt like someone threw a rock at my face.
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.
I have been waiting since the start of summer for this day, the day to go against Topeka West the school that have been talking stuff for the longest. There was so much hype about this game and it was finally here, when the bell ringed at the end of the day i rushed out of class and got on the bus to head over to chandler our practice field. When we got there we all the football players loaded off the bus and when we got off there was a table of chips,water,gatorade,PB & J and fruit snacks so we didn’t play on an empty stomach. After we ate and got ready coach talk to us for a little bit and then we got on the bus to head to Hummer sports park, it was a loud bus
The crowd gets quiet as I shot. The ball goes in and the crowd yells and my team come running to me. That was a winning shot and we took first place. After the game my family
It was a radiant day in March with just a little breeze, a perfect day to play soccer. The first half of the game was just coming to an end and I had played center midfield the entire match. My team was in the lead, and we were playing a compelling game. A fake left around the girl coming at me and a lofted pass to my teammate on the wing.
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.
Being shoved to the ground and coming up with a mouthful of turf and a bloody nose isn’t the ideal way to spend a friday night, but for me, it's something I put blood, sweat, and tears into. Soccer has been a passion of mine since my father dropped me off at the local YMCA when I was at the tender age of four. Spending all of my free days for thirteen years running after a soccer ball is arguably what made me into the person I am today. Unity, tenacity, passion and pride have all been morals that are valued within the sport and in my own philosophy. I have explored places I’d never give a second thought to because my sport took me there.
Soccer is one of the most popular sport in the world and the best for me too. The feeling of gratitude that I feel when my team wins a game or the feeling of wanting to keep improving when my team loses. Swimming is another sport that compels me as well. Feeling the refreshing water rushing across my face as I swim against the bright, clear tide of the water while racing against other competitors. Running is also another favorite sport that I love.
It started when i was 5, as soon as i was eligible to play the lowest level, i did, as soon as i started kindergarten something else begun too. Soccer. For as long as i can remember i have played this game. For as long as i live on this earth i will still play this game. Well for me, it was never a game, it was school, it was religion, and for hundreds of millions of other people it is the same experience.
While waking up on a bright saturday morning with my soccer game at 12:30, I didn 't think I would end up in the Emergency Room that night. It started out like any other saturday during soccer season, walking on the fresh cut, bright-green grass towards our side of the bench. My whole soccer team was getting prepared to beat the team we are versus, drinking our water and making each other angry to win. I was feeling anxious and nervous at the same time. We were all walking onto the field looking fierce and mad and hearing our families cheer, “You can do it Bolts!
As soon as I got the ball, I started to race down the court pounding the ball as I was dribbling. I squared up facing the hoop getting ready to take my shot. I raised my arm up, releasing the ball with my fingertip with poor form and arc. The ball went flying towards the hoop very fast. The sound of the net went swoosh
The first time on a football field and i was very hyped about it cause i got to play and the coach put me as starter because i was the biggest one on the field. The very first play we got sacked but are left lineman didn't stop the ball they got pushed over and we got sacked. The ball was on the 25 yard line and we were trying to get to the fifteen yard line to get the first down and we were short 10 yards but we could still get cause if we work hard you play hard.