I had a feeling that I was gonna pitch that day, so I had to get my mind right. When I got to the field I sat my bag and everything else in the same spot, grabbed my glove, stretched, and started warming up. At the time I was very superstitious and I had to do the same thing every single pregame. Right before the game started my coach talked to all of us and then I would give my pregame speech to hype of the team. Then I ran out to the field and began pitching.
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.
My friends and I ran onto the field and looked up to see the huge stadium. The rows went on and on. I could tell that some other cheerleaders were nervous too. Then as we set our stuff down our coach yelled at us to get into our first formation. We finished practicing the routine and then it hit me, all of the sudden I was feeling nervous and afraid that I would mess up or not do the right thing or forget everything or especially bust my standing tuck.
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.
The breakfast before the game was was plain because as I ate I did not really tastes the food, I just put it in my mouth and chewed it. I was getting nervous for the games coming up that I didn’t say one word at all when we were eating. When we got to the fields, I was anxious to go out there and play. My dad started talking to the team about everything he taught us over the season and how proud he was of us. He told our team that he didn’t care if we won this or not, all that matters is if we have fun.
When I got on the field I was expecting for everyone to be friendly on the field as they were off the field. But instead I didn’t even get to touch the ball and when I did them would always give me bad passes so I couldn’t even control it right. In my mind I was like what am I doing here. There was no way I’m going to make the team if no
My mouth dropped and turn to my dad and asked where are we going? The security guy said “they didn’t tell u my dad and I both said at the same time tell us what? You also get to go in the locker room to meet all the players. I could not help myself ,I started jumping up in down with excitement .Walking through the door I heard my name chanted , the closer I got .It was them, all I could remember thinking was how huge they were. This was nothing like watching the game on TV, it was real, face to face with my favorite team players.
Each time I step on the broad ice, my brothers and I go to war against our opponents. Doing what I love and having fun is important to me. My interest in the game is immense and it is my passion. Having to compete with great intensity and having fun at the same time is a very important factor. I have played many sports in my life, but hockey is the only one that grabbed my attention.
That is why I love football because it has multiple things that pulls you in. It can be a life changer because you have to stay on top of your game to play and it keeps family’s close. Movies and bored games don’t pull you in as much as football. People always take rain checks on bored games and movie nights. When football comes around they are ready to either support or watch and scream with you.