Tuesday and wednesday went by and thursday and friday were just scrimmage days. After school thursday we stretched and got warmed up then got straight to business we picked teams and started playing I didn 't think the teams were that fair but I didn 't really care I just had to play my game I started down with the freshman and sophomore like every other freshman but i wasn 't regular like them after a few games past the coaches seen that a had some talent and that I should be moved up with the jv and the varsity players so the coach plaste me in the other gym with the more advanced players and put me on a team as soon as i started playing with the older guys I noticed an immediate change in paste I started breathing harder my heart rate shot up and they were just way bigger than me but I had to make it work somehow I knew I wasn 't the best one out there but I hustled a lot and gave it my all and hoped that 's what coach was looking for. At the end of practice I was exhausted from all of the running up and down
No big games, I was still struggling to get minutes, and at points I thought about quitting. Then high school came around. For the first time i began to get recognized. I made the JV team my freshman year and got a couple minutes. So, when sophomore year came around I was prepared for a season of a lot of minutes and a lot of basketball.
The day I had been waiting for for so long had finally arrived; the first day of the high school lacrosse season was finally here. That day was the day I needed to prove to my coaches that I deserved to be on the varsity team after not making it at tryouts. That day was a scrimmage at High Velocity, we were scheduled to play four games all in one day, against Saline, Okemos, Brighton, and Belleville. I woke up that day excited, I couldn’t wait to actually be playing lacrosse again. My breakfast was the same as any other morning, a bowl of cereal and some yogurt.
Then there was the school work that we had to do alongside football, it wasn’t always easy but I also got it done and did pretty well on it too. The days went by fast game by game practice after practice because we were having fun as a team. We did not always do the best as a team but it was our first year of football for all of us but it was the most rewarding experience I have ever had. In school I knew this Guy named Noah we did not always see eye to eye and I never
I have learned a great many things from participating in High school Basketball. It has changed my entire outlook on and attitude toward life. In the eighth grade, I was shy, had low self-esteem and turned away from seemingly impossible challenges. Playing Basketball altered all of these qualities. On my first of try out practice, I was Petrified.
All I can remember was that there was this one girl on my team who always hogged the ball, so that did not really help the cause. My dad was also one of those parents who screamed at their child while they were on the court. As I played more often, I became to be a pretty decent player. Meanwhile my family moved to North Liberty, and I got very nervous about starting basketball. As I got back into playing again, I started at the North Liberty rec league.
We didn’t give up and go home though. Instead after every tournament game, we would practice pitching and hitting. I was working harder than everybody else, and would go to the hotel room exhausted. The night before the last game, my father and one of the player’s parent had a argument about me, which affected my confidence about playing. I thought that I shouldn't be there and that the only reason that
It was the day before the first football game. Everybody was happy and couldn’t wait except for me. I was nervous and really wanted to do my best and prove to everybody that I was good enough. I was just sitting down waiting for school to start. Then I started to talk to my friend who underestimated me.
Imagine a person putting in so much work and dedication towards something that they care little to nothing about. Well, that was a reality for me. After my freshman year season of football, I began to not have a passion for the game I had played since second grade. The lack of passion for the game of football led me to start playing volleyball, and that decision had so many positive effects on me. The most prevalent of those effects are how I met so many wonderful people through the game, how I completed my dream of becoming a Division one athlete, and how I got to help out so many people through volleyball.