Baseball was in my blood. Some of my earliest memories include batting cages with my Dad, sliding into home plate and throwing my first curve ball. By eight years old, I was playing ball year-round on travel teams and loving every minute of it. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that this was my sport, and I would play it in high school and possibly beyond. But, during the summer of 2010, the unthinkable happened. Picking up a golf club for the first time, I fell in love with a new game. I played every chance I got that summer. Begging my parents for clubs and lessons, my passion grew and most of the following summer was spent on the golf course, not the baseball field.
I started to play golf when I was 7 years old first I have to learn the rule and protocol, this is my first class then I started to learn how to hit the ball, and change the golf posture.3 years later I join the match, it is my first match and I got a good score. And after this match I understand what is golf match and I have to use a mentality, just think if my score better than last time then I win. I like golf because I learn a lots in it, such as be a honest person and have patience.
It was in fourth grade when I started playing golf frequently. I would always run off into my backyard, drop my ball in the giant divot I usually play from, and start hitting the ball towards my golf flag. It was just a hobby at the time. I wasn’t super serious about trying to go to tournaments, nor was I trying to become like Tiger Woods. I just wanted to play the game. As fifth grade came along, I learned that there was a high school golf team. I never really set goals in my life at the time, but it had finally came to the point where I set one: to make the golf team when I enter high school.
It was one summer morning and my dad was up early for something and I did not know why and I heard a crack and I walked in the living room and nothing was wrong and I asked my dad” What happened.”
Have you ever enjoyed a sport so much you do it every day? I am a baseball player who has played for eleven years of my life. I have been playing baseball for so long, that now it is an everyday sport. Many decent teams have given me opportunities to play for them. As a result, I have had many different coaches. Over the past several years, many people have shaped my career and have made me a better player.
I have been blessed with many great opportunities in the past three years to serve and increase my leadership skills. I have played soccer for my high school, and was voted Team Captain of the varsity team by my teammates. I absolutely loved growing closer to each one of those girls, and being an example to them both on and off of the field.
At the age of fifteen, the end of my freshman year in high school, I started golf. Being in a sport I had to keep up a high grade point average I worked very hard to maintain a 4.0 GPA on our 5.0 scales. Therefore, I continued to work hard to stay up in the ranks and also stay eligible, I was able to receive an invite to join the National Honors Society. I was excited that all my hard work was paying off not only for just being eligible to play golf, but to also be allowed to join a very elite and well-known Society. Golf motivated me and helped me have a positive look at my schoolwork, which also helped me receive my Golf Scholarship, to the Colorado
My freshman year, I played the JV team for the first time, before that I never played on a team. I am not what you would call good at playing golf but because of the great memories I have playing the game, intrigues my heart to ‘golf on.’ Every golf meet I had, my dad was right there next to me in the backround watching every choppy swing. Being on the golf team made me feel like I fit right in Wahlert. In the
The tan sand around the bases with the growing green grass and old worn out cracked dugouts is where I would have been. The Albany baseball diamond was where me and my friends hung out. We would hit old worn out baseballs with the leather coming off of them and run around the aged bases and sleep on the old rickety metal things they called bleachers. The school right beside it also had a playground which we may or may not have supposed to be on.
A few hours later all of my stuff was tucked into my room, Mom and Sydney both started crying when they got ready to leave. Dad even had tears in his eyes, “I promise all of you, I’ll take good care of her. No Debbie downers allowed!” Sarah hugged mom and Sydney then Dad and Cade.
The Edwardsville tennis program has taught me so much about striving for excellence and the pay off of hard work. This was shown last year. With one week left in the season, one of our top player was injured at the conference. I was the next player on the roster, and, after only playing a few varsity tennis matches during the season, was asked to transition from cheerleader to champion and play at the sectional tournament. I stayed after practice every day that week to prepare with one of the assistant coaches. I ended up not only playing well, but
Do you ever have that moment in your life where you put everything aside a focus on one thing? The date was September 14th, the golf tournament at Yorktown Golf Course. I had been waiting for this tournament all year. This was my chance to put all that I have worked on for weeks into full effect. All I could think about was a medal and how much I really wanted it. This was my chance to have something that would really raise my confidence.
If you want something you have to go get it.Nothing in life will be handed out. The baseball field in my view as i approached it. It was a cold spring day. When i found out that hard work pays off if you try.
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I’ve have been playing forever, like since I was 4, but my attitude towards it was always less than impressive. I thought it was the boringest sport you could ever play and my parents are making me play. But I was finally determined to change my views on the sport, now that I signed up to play on a team that depended on me. Almost everyday in the summer I got up and played a round of golf. I often thought to myself,