One more goal and we would win but for the moment we were tied. My chances were slim because I was very tired and sweaty. We only had one minute left of the game. I went to kick the team stole the ball away from A person on my team got the all and kicked it back to me because she was cornered and I was her only chance. The seconds were ticking: 20 seconds left.
Going into college, athletics were always first priority to me; but after being a regular starter on my soccer team entering my junior year, my priorities were completely reversed. My first two years of college saw me as one of four players (out of a class of 22 players) to be on the varsity soccer team, meaning that I was exposed to long bus rides, missing classes for team events, and constantly being a lesson behind other students in my class. I had trouble balancing soccer, work, and school during that time, as I was only able to maintain a 3.1 GPA. I decided that putting all my effort in soccer was not the correct route to take, as school was going to lead me further in life. For the next two seasons, I was on a
Most importantly, I learned how to persevere. On the first day of band camp, I went home after five hours of rehearsal and thought I was dying. Everything ached: my legs from fifty-yard sprints, my arms from burpees followed by flag technique, and even my scalp from the too-high ponytail I had subjected my hair to. The next morning, I crawled out of bed and limped back to the field with a newfound determination. I was exhausted and discouraged, but I wouldn’t let that stop me from succeeding.
Ashlynn was a role model to me and to other younger players on and off the field. On June 7, 2013, she suffered a season ending injury as she tore her meniscus and put her knee out of place. Ashlynn did not play another game that season and only one other person on the team had the ability to play her position. That player was me. I had no experience playing at the varsity level, but I had played this position every year while growing up.
Without a break and feeling overwhelmed, I grew disinterested in soccer as it became a stressful environment for me as the older girls had to join our team and I was no longer seeing the field a lot. Everything was too much at once for me at the time and soccer came last on my priority list as the season trudged on. I finished out the spring season, but high school tryouts were next. Last high school season I was head over heels for our coach, Mack,
To end, my personal experience with football has been rough and has been smooth too. I started playing football when I was five and when I was seven and started on my flag football team, I loved it. I started at running back along with Dane Anden and we tore up the league, we were the fastest on my team, and we were the MVP’s of the championship that year. The year after that I suffered my first concussion. I missed a month of school and missed all of my wrestling season.
I have experienced failure throughout my whole life. Though, the most recent failures I have experienced are when I entered the college. As one of the Best Player of the Year at soccer in high school, I took it for granted thinking that at my level, it would be okay for me not to continue practice soccer for the summer. Instead, I focus my whole summer working at two jobs near my house. As a result, I have learned a lesson the hard way.
The sun beat down constantly with temperatures that had reached 90 by noon, and I was our teams catcher. Shin guards, a chest protector and a helmet all day. I could hardly take it, but I wanted so much to win so I dealt with the misery for one day. The first game we lost. It was a close game with a score of 4 to 5.
The week before the homecoming game, we found out that our starting senior libero got sick with Mononucleosis, which meant that she couldn’t participate in any physical activity. We quickly had to find our next best passer, for that next week’s big game, and I was next in line. You will never know when you will have to step up, and when chances like this will arise . You always have be prepared, otherwise you might miss your chance. When I found out that I had to libero for one of the biggest games of the season, I was dripping with drops of nerves.