The coach took him out of the water individually and told him how much he appreciated
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.
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.
The lacrosse game Last Saturday I went to my first ever lacrosse game in Ithaca, New York. The game was played between the college teams Albany Great Danes and Cornell Big Red. I had been invited by friends, and of course I wanted to go. I knew nothing about lacrosse before the game but now I’d almost consider myself a professional.
It wasn’t even the third quarter and we were losing by 12 points. This water polo game was already a loss before the game even started. I knew that our team had no spirit to defeat Newberg, the back to back to back state champions. Newberg throughout the whole game commanded the lead with physicality and speed. Every single Newberg player was ready to counter attack when we made a mistake.
On Saturday, September 9th, I went to the Enabling Aquatics session at the YMCA in Santa Rosa. I went from 10:15 to 12:40. When I first got to the YMCA I met up with the main coordinator, Kelly, who gave us a tour of the YMCA on where to go and where to sign in when we first arrive. We got in our bathing suits and then we went into the therapy pool (which is a 4 feet deep and 95 degrees), filled with volunteers and students who had disabilities which ranged from autism to cerebral palsy to someone with physical deficiencies. I have worked with children who had disabilities in the past but I haven’t worked as much with adults.
It was a rainy day, for I felt gloomy, tired, drowsy, and drained. It was freshman year, and I was ready to compete in the regional championships of 1A high school swimming. I was going to swim in the 400 freestyle relay, and I was nervous, excited, ready, and energized. As I sat on the bleachers, where the CSD swim team was located. Before I knew it I was up on the starting block, just about ready to dive off after the previous swimmer made it to the wall.
“The Swimmer” is a short story which follows a man named Ned Merrill as he swims home across the “River Lucinda”, a series of swimming pools that form a path to his home. It was adapted into a film titled The Swimmer, which remains quite faithful to the original work, but expands upon several aspects of the original short story. After being unable to swim through the Welchers’ pool due to their property being abandoned, Ned Merrill is forced to cross Route 424, a busy highway. “The Swimmer” follows an epic narrative structure, with Ned encountering several obstacles on his path home. The story is told in a third-person perspective and deconstructs many traditional epics by breaking down the genre into its base components and rebuilding
At Carmel High school, Chandler Grey was the guy with it all, he was the star striker for the soccer team, he was dating the captain of the cheerleading squad, all the guys wanted to be just like him, but, he was flunking, If his grades stooped any lower he would be benched on the championship game, and no one would want that. Ryan had a big Algebra final coming up and if he didn’t pass he wouldn’t be able to play in the big championship game. Ryan had been studying every moment of everyday, yet he still wasn’t confident he would pass. He knew the formulas and he knew the expressions, but something in the back of his head was screaming at him to study more. He felt as though the weight of the soccer teams future was on his shoulders.
I knew that for the next two hours I didn’t have to worry about my essay that I haven’t started or the drama my friends made that day. I knew the only thing I had to focus on was playing, and I knew I was able to do that. I recall even on the worst of days I would get into the water, swimming aggressively, and shooting the ball like I was trying to take off the goalies head, but not even thirty minutes into a practice you would see a giant smile on my face. Playing made me so happy, and I knew that no matter what challenge I was facing I could go to water polo to clear my head, and give me a place to just let it all
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.
Putting the fun back into physical activity for children will do wonders to foster PA. You don’t see children playing in neighborhoods anymore. A constructive approach to developing outdoor free play is, in my opinion, the cornerstone of developing a love of doing, moving, and being physically active. Many children don’t enjoy the harshness of competitive sport (I was one of them) but do enjoy being out and about doing things. As a child play that involved running, cycling, swimming, and skating were all the things that I truly loved.
I 'm the youngest in a relatively large family, 2 brothers and one sister. Being the youngest I always went to go see my brothers and sister play sports and what not. I remember going to the Newtown High School 's blue and gold stadium to watch Justin, my brother, play lacrosse and hearing my dad or mom say one day you 'll be doing that too or something along those lines. Frankly being the youngest kid stinks sometimes. Sure, parents are generally more relaxed by the point they have their last kid, but there 's all these expectations based off of what your siblings have done.
