Six years of pee wee, four years of travel, roughly 10,000 dollars of my parents hard earned money spent in payments, numerous nights of practice, countless days consumed by games and I did not make the team. An entire summer of early mornings dedicated to workouts, and I did not make the team. My freshman year I tried out for the Brentwood High School soccer team and didn’t make the cut. I will never forgot waiting anxiously for that email, opening it and not seeing my name on that roster. I was devastated, embarrassed and simply sad. I had failed. I will never forget that moment of defeat. I sat there on my bed, holding that computer in my lap just staring at the roster, which I wanted my name to magically appear on so badly. I remember
It was the spring of 7th grade, and a young and naive Jackson Lampley was training to become a Tennessee Future Star. The Tennessee Future Stars is an all star football team for 7th graders, and there is also one for 8th graders. After trying out for the seventh grade team in the 6th grade, and not making it. 13 year old Jackson Lampley was determined to make the 7th grade team. I was so determined like Rocky Balboa in Rocky VI (the best movie of the series), you could 've probably made a pretty epic training montage for me.
Tough Hope Imagine you want to make a team but you didn 't make it well that happened to me. This is the time I went through tough hope. After I didn 't make the team I practiced really hard to make the team next year.
I unfortunately choked up and didn’t make it on that team. Instead of giving up I choose to keep practicing. I decided to join another team outside of school to improve my skills. My new goal was to make it to my high school cheer team. My new team taught me team skills and with that we were able to win many competitions.
I would like to add something that happened at gym. We were playing against another class at soccer. I was called to be the person who starts off the game, the one who kicks the ball. When the teacher blew the whistle, I blew it. What I mean by "blew it" is I literally blew it.
Slender Man told me to do it. Two 12 year old girls from Wisconsin stabbed her friend 19 times in the woods then left there, she crawled to the road and someone called the police when they saw her. When the police asked them why they did it, they just said Slender Man told me to. Those girls are now in jail and even though their story seemed ridiculous, they still stick with it today.
Sadly, I never got chosen because “I was a girl and knew nothing about sports”. Although this upset me, I didn’t take it to heart. I started practicing at home with kids in my neighborhood. After weeks or maybe even months of practice, my older brother then noticed how good I was getting at the sport.
Cheerleading Tryouts We had cheerleading tryouts at the end of last year. It was one of the most stressful times of my life. One of my biggest dreams was to become a cheerleader. Before cheerleading began I had more free time, played other sports, and spent more time with my family.
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
Most people never see themselves getting in trouble with the police- I mean I never did. Being a teenager you constantly crave something new, something that breaks the rules set by society; something rebellious. Some do it to have a good story to tell. Others to experience something fresh and exciting like having your first ice cream cone or going on your first vacation. Now in the story I’m about to tell – I can frankly say I’m not sure why I did what I did, maybe it me maturing maybe it was me trying to prove a point to myself, but all I can say is that I never would have done what I did normally.
My soccer team’s season just ended. We won our game 6-1 and I scored 5 of them. I got handed a trophy, everyone else who really tried got one too . Then, they handed one to Timmy. Timmy showed up to three practices and stinks.
The glass never spoke to me, but it told me who I was, and although it didn’t breathe, I could feel its presence. I’d known it for years; see it every morning before heading out the door, never looking too long, but always checking. As you get older the glances get longer, you stop and look closely at the illusionary face that’s supposed to be you, but begins to appear less and less like you every day. Then it starts to lie to you.
There is about 30 kids trying out and only 15 were going to make the team. I had a good feeling I was going to make the team because I had good enough skill and I had a very good basketball IQ. The tryouts lasted for two hours for two nights. The two hours were full of sprinting, full court scrimmages, and shooting drills. Overall I didn’t do as good as I would have liked to.
Even though it was a little tough, it was completely worth it. On the third day of tryouts, the decision had been made and one by one, we went in to the gymnasium to find out our fate. Luckily, my hard work had paid off and…. I made freshman team!
Failure is not easy to cope with. Failure gives people a sense of apprehension, a lack of confidence that they are not capable of achieving their goals. Although it does not feel the best at the time, this is where success is made. Starting off my ice hockey career at the age of 5 I met many new faces and did not realize at the time that one sport would have such an impact on my life. Through the ups, and the downs, ice hockey has taught me how to be a hard worker, contribute to society, and most of all, how to handle situations when the tide is against you.
The hard part was to find one that would give me a tryout. I ended up making a team called the Spanish town football club they weren’t the best but they taught me a lot about the game I spent a year there. My next task was to get on my prep school team who were ranked #7 in the whole nation at the time. I remember the night before open tryouts because all I was thinking about was me not making it. I was an only child