Today was the day, Jack my twin brother, and I find out if we are accepted into the California University football team. Sure, I was laughed at and taunted at tryouts, but I know I did well. Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ring. “Macy, your letter is here,” yelled Jack. “I will be right down,” I replied. I was so nervous, I have been wanting to play football for California University my whole life. Running downstairs, my heart was pounding through my chest. Jack handed me the letter, as he opened his. Jumping up and down with joy, Jack announced that he made the team. My mother and father were elated. I opened the letter, feeling confident, even though all eyes were on me. As I sped through the letter, one paragraph in particular …show more content…
You know you deserve to be on that team, and as long as you know you did well, that is all that matters,” mom said, trying to comfort me. “Exactly, my dream college would not accept me because I am a girl,” I said as my eyes filled with tears. “It is not like I can re-try because they still will not accept me.” I ran upstairs in a fury regretting even trying out. “I just do not understand,” said Jack. “Macy was the best on the team. She scored more touchdowns than anyone on the team.” “It’s because she is a girl, Jack!” replied dad. “It 's because she is a girl.” ... Throughout the season, the main topic seemed to be about that heartbreaking letter. I wanted to go and support Jack, but it was just plain embarrassing facing the coaches again. I could not get over how angry I was, and I had to do something about it. “Hey Jack, can I ask you something?” I said. “Sure, anything. What is going on?” he replied. “I was wondering if you could give up your spot in the finals for me?” I said slowly. “Macy, are you out of your mind,” Jack yelled. “No, no way!” “Jack please,” I pleaded. “I just want a chance to prove the coaches wrong and stand up for girls who might be in the same
With the support of their families, William’s and Arthur’s motivation to accomplish this goal led them to fantastic high school basketball careers. From viewing the film, I found that I share William’s and Arthur’s determination. William, for his entire high school career, braved a 180 minute round trip commute to school and back. He spent three whole hours almost every day in transit to attend one
“Because Charles you need the extra practice,” Mom said. “No I don’t mom,” said Charles. “Yes you do and it doesn’t matter I already signed you up for it so, you're going to do it,” said Mom. When Charles got to middle school he was one of the best players on the field.
So, when one uses the phrase “you throw like a girl” they are describing how men dictated the way girls play. Scout’s experience is similar to many girls around the globe, who have talents beyond what many others can do, but are still torn down because of their gender. Always, a feminine hygiene company published a video on YouTube titled, “Always #LikeAGirl” where they asked kids of all ages what it meant to be a girl. The younger girls, who have yet to be exposed to sexist sentiments surrounding their genders ran as fast as they could when asked what it meant to run like a girl. Despite the heart-warming effort shown by the young girls, the teenagers, who did grow up knowing that they would always be considered less than men, showed the exact opposite amount of effort.
I waited by the dance room door for what felt like hours, waiting to see if I made the varsity cheer team. The feeling of both nervousness and excitement overcame me as the coach walked over to the door to post the numbers of the few who made it. The past nine years of my life I played softball year round when I decided to trade in my bat and helmet for a set of pom-poms and a bow. Making the switch from softball to cheer was a big change, I had neither the skill nor physical capability to do what the sport of cheer incorporated.
Justin Case stood outside the Athletic Director’s office, bouncing on the balls of his feet with glee. He checked the corridors for teachers, and on finding none he quickly slipped into the gym and unfolded the letter the Athletic Director gave him, “Mr. Justin Case of class 2016 has been selected as the school representative to the Annual McDonald’s All-American game which will take place in Los Angeles on the second Saturday of August. He is requested to collect the required material from the faculty in-charge Mr. Bobby Valentino.” Coach Valentino wasn’t high up on his “favorites” list, but if a small conversation with him will be succeeded by his taking part in the biggest high school game of the year, then who’s complaining? He quickly folded the letter and put it into his pocket before checking what time
But his day of triumph came two day later when he was the campus dinner hall. The excitement on his face when he answered to phone call and it was, Coach Adam’s giving him a call letting him know that Rashad just received a spot on the West Virginia Football as a walk on freshman. I was wording what was this demeanor was during that phone call. What he told me was puzzling because, all the stressing he did for those two days, he told me that “I just know that I was going take the team the whole time, just because of my performance on the football field I just knew.” The days after his first football practice with the WVU football
Jack is excited for the hockey tryouts he’s hoping to make a better team for his club but the kids on that team are very good. Jack is the best on the stars but there team is not good, jack has never really gave extra practice or show the coaches he really wants to be on the team. A few days later jack gets home from school. When he walks thru the door his mom says ’’ You made the stars” in a happy way I guess she likes this team.
Junior’s decision to try out for the basketball team was influenced by the fact that he was facing a time of adversity and needed a way to escape it. If Junior was not having trouble with kids before trying out he might not have even tried out. As the
Walk-On I woke up in my hotel bed on a Saturday. This day could make me or break me. The scouts from Ohio State, Notre Dame, and the University Of Michigan would be there. If I perform like I did this whole season I will have a full ride football scholarship from these schools and many others.
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
We had to finish the game johnny had to punt it darry held back two bit and dally with his muscles bulging gave time for me to set up the kick for jonny to kick. as johnny kick it it hit the inside of the field go and barely went in then my team all jump around until dally and two bit tackled us for winning every one headed home we found soda looking down the hill where the horse peen was. We headed home it was getting very late, a mustang was pulling up it was full of soc’s darry pulled me away from the road I was thinking ‘’why are you being so protective I can protect myself’, but they took one look at darry and that skin tight shirt and his baseball size musale they just yelled greaser and speed off we got home it was dark so I ran and got the light we stand up for a hour after playing poker but we did not bet money just for fun
I wondered how he was going to take the news. Dad never reacted well to news, and as I stared up at the airplane gliding through the thin clouds, I wished I could turn back, and redo everything. The screen door suddenly opened, and I was greeted by my triumphant father, proud over my latest victory on the court. You did real good Carrie, he said as a small but bright grin passed of his otherwise blank face, Ive never seen a ball fly so fast.
Through the adversities that accompany senior year, I have worked hard to propel my academic career, develop my leadership, and to have a successful soccer season. I recently had a conversation with the instructional superintendent, Anthony Smith, and he equated high school with a 400 meter race. As the race concludes and fatigue attacks, I continue to sprint towards my objectives. In the first semester, I applied to seven universities and I was admitted to all of them. I decided and committed to Colorado State University.
One day five years ago my father asked me if I wanted to be the water boy for the Milton Hershey School football team. I said, “Yes”. So for three years I was the water boy. I once got cleated in the face. I had to sit down for a little, but then I sprang up as fast as a rabbit.
Coach Bolton, Troy’s father and East High’s basketball coach, found out and thought that he would be able to get Troy and Chad out of detention since the sports department is a top priority at East High. Mrs. Darbus told Coach Bolton that Troy and Chad shouldn’t be exempted from school policy because they are basketball stars at the high