Soccer brought me out my kind of addiction to video games which were my life during my childhood. Soccer got me outside and around people more to socialize. It was not easy for me at first to just go and join the soccer team after not playing any sport since I was around seven years old. I worked hard for about a year before I joined the high school team. I spent many hours outside for many days to get into shape and fit enough to play for long periods of time.
As I stepped outside the dreadful and monotonous hallways of the school, I stepped into an unrestricted and imaginative world that marked a significant transition in my life. I could ride the swings, play on the slides, or anything my heart desired. However, I decided to devote my time doing something I could impress my dad with: soccer. As I first stepped on the soccer field I had my father in mind. However, as I stepped off the field I had only soccer on my mind.
When I was younger I always wanted to be just like my older brother, Mikey. His senior year he got offered a soccer scholarship and seeing him achieve his goal made me strive to become just as good as he was so I could do what he did and make him proud of me. However, he was unable to finish college, since he was unable to finish I feel like I owe it to him to do what he was unable to do. Having an older brother that shares the same passion as me has helped me significantly. He has always encouraged me to become the best I can be.
It was after that season that I realized, that through the first 3 years of my high school soccer career, I had been trying to please someone and I wasn’t focused on enjoying what was in front of me. I had wanted those seasons to end so I could be done with the humility of playing on junior varsity, but now there isn’t much time left. I have only one more season left before my competitive sports career is over. This last season won’t be about pleasing my coach, it will be about enjoying the final ride with my teammates and friends that I have grown up playing with since the age of 7. Sometimes in life, you don’t appreciate stuff until it’s gone and luckily my failures helped me realize that my time playing soccer is about to be gone and I want to be able to enjoy
One year ago I confidently tried out for a travel soccer team, only to be disappointed, now I 've learned that hard work always beats talent. My dad always told me that hard work always beats talent when talent fails to work hard, but I never really thought of it that way. Once the tryouts had started I depended on the talent that I had. By the time it was the second day I was feeling really confident that I had this in the bag. I thought I was going to make the team easily.
Soccer is a great example, of many, for speed-accuracy trade-off. Soccer shows speed-accuracy movement trade-off by the player applying both movements for the final outcome or end result to be a goal for the team, if looking at it from the offensive perspective. Some of the ramifications of speeded movements in soccer can lead to missing out on a goal, a completed pass, or even worse, allowing the other team to score a goal. It is possible with practice for anyone who has never played soccer before to actually become better and perform the task accurately, as well as soccer players. For example, I remember when I was going through my personal training school last year and we use to play soccer on Fridays because the guys saw improvement.
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 played like it was a one man show. Now that I 've understood why teamwork is important i 've changed the way I play in the game. When I was a kid I only cared about myself when I played soccer. I never thought about my teammates. I just wanted all the attention for me.
Even though it felt like an eternity, it was only a few minutes before I was on a nebulizer. The doctor said I had a severe anxiety attack. These attacks started coming every day as soccer season continued. Soccer was the one thing I always enjoyed but being the 8th grader on a Varsity team, meant I was the easiest target for tormenters. Girls would taunt me for surpassing them.
As the others and I got on the field, Coach Robbie held me back and reminded me in encouraging words, “ Be a leader out there.” I nodded to show I understood and jogged back on the field, “Let’s go guys!”. In 25 minutes out of the 30 minutes of the half we had tied USAI 1-1 giving our team the final burst of energy to win the game. I had loved every second of it, the grass making me see green everywhere, the yells of my parents on the sideline, but most of all the competition. A short while later my teammate suddenly was flattened to the ground by a player on the other team. The whistle shrieked and the ref ran to the side of my teammate.