This stench made the ride to the game unbearable. The buses lacked space for equipment, and most of the times we were pinched in our seats with our equipment or other teammates’ equipment. I was a sophomore and it was my first varsity football game for the Rome wolves. I had never played a snap in a varsity game. I have worked hard all summer, busting my tail off in the weight room.
At the beginning of spring I would have been just another spectator on the sidelines, refilling water bottles for the varsity players, waiting for another practice to prove my worth to the team. Now? I’m taking faceoffs at center field. The ref signals for the faceoff men to get into position, he lays the ball between us, and then blows the whistle. The game has begun.
I was the first to sign up. Within days, eight more names were added. We were all driven by the expectation that someday we, too, would be a star like Moose. Seeing the fire in our eyes and our eagerness to learn, George Brown knew that he’d finally found his reason to stay in Erin Falls. Months passed, and it quickly became apparent that “The Pumpkin Patch Park Marauders,” in their bright-orange jerseys, were finally a baseball team.
Lakota Hodges p.1 lacrosse game v.s mt si It was a beautiful morning the sun was shining bees a buzzing you can see clearly mt si as we stand on a terrible grass field filled with potholes and mole mounds i as i consider in my head why aren't we on their elevated grass field but that thought is quickly shooed away as john a fellow teammate hurdles a ball toward me as i catch it he trips on a pothole i say to him "today is going to be a good day" as that event comes to a close luckily the opposing team had just arrived and thankfully didn't see that as i suit up to play goalie in a muddy goal with moose poop nearby and goose poop
It was a cool and crisp night as the clock wound down ‘til halftime at the homecoming game where the Slinger Owls took on the West Bend West Suns. The strong smell of the fresh burgers on the the propane grill lingered in the air while bugs were swarming around the lights that lit up the new turf field. The score was Slinger 14-7 and the clock was ticking down as I was anxiously waiting for the six-minute mark. I didn 't realize untill we got onto the field that that this band performance is the one that matters the most.
"You can leave." Mrs. Godwin said to the now exited class. P.E. Class had just started, and the basketball team came in the gym to practice. They were making teams for lineball, when discovered they had an odd number of people. Coach Thrash asked if I could play with the red team, and I accepted his invitation. The game was getting physical between the players. Coach thrash asked , "Are you guys ready to play?"
Then it got serious real quick. My coach started talking to us for what felt like a half hour but was only five minutes. After, my team and I got team pictures. Then, we all left the field and went home. What a great night I thought to myself in sarcasm.
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So it took about a million years, but the season finally started. I waited and waited and waited and waited and waited for it to start, and then it did. I was immediately used to going all these places with the team. I never put on a uniform, but I went everywhere. Whenever there would be a game, it was always a fun night.
It was a hot, grueling day in my hometown of Midland, Texas. The temperature outside was one hundred and two degrees with about thirty percent humidity. As the final school bell rang to signal the end of the day, hundreds of students rushed outside into their vehicles to turn their air conditioning on. The football players all migrated towards their locker room. It was the beginning of hell for the Midland Lee Rebel Football
When we got there we played a lot of basketball and played a games that we made up which is assassins creed. The main point of the game is to get away from the person who has the ball, because if they end up hitting you then you’re the assassin. We had the whole yard to run around. We mostly just ran around the
One of the most artistically and historically striking pieces in the Mead Art Museum of Amherst College is George Wesley Bellows’ crayon and ink depiction of American football. Football, created in 1912 is a bold sketch of two teams mid-play. The main player holding the football is completely airborne and almost separate from the rest of the group who are all in the midst of tackling one another. In the distance, a substantial crowd is visible implying this is an organized event with specific college, club, or professional teams. This artwork, while aesthetically beautiful and well drawn, also speaks to the cultural shift in sports occurring around this time.