Personal Narrative Essay: The Sport Of Wrestling

At the end of the wrestling season, my wrestling team was triumphant in the eyes of the crowd and our coaches. We had placed 3rd in the CIF San Francisco Section with less than half of the weight classes of a full wrestling team.

Every person becomes discouraged at some point in their life. They become consumed with frustration and feel as though all hope is lost. My story of discouragement begins at the start of my junior year track season. I had made so many improvements since the previous season and knew I had the potential to be the best in the state. However, the first few track meets of the season this did show at all. For some reason I could not put it all together in the competition setting and ended up not clearing any bar the two first meets in a row. I felt like giving up, I had put my heart and soul into this and was not getting anywhere near the results I had expected. Even though I was at my lowest point I knew I loved the sport far too much to ever quit,

Have you ever competed in the state tournament in any sport? Not many high school athletes get to experience the feeling of competing in the state tournament, but I am very fortunate to have experienced the hard work, gained some life long friends, and all the memories. Going into the season I had did not know if I was going to play basketball or wrestle. I thankfully made the right choice in deciding to wrestle in high school.

Soccer is my life.Every weekend we travel all over Indiana and Ohio. But One Saturday morning my soccer team, my family, and I got up early for a soccer tournament in Ohio. The first game we played was a team called the Celtics at 8:30. The score was 1-0 we won. During the first five minutes of the 2nd half, we scored a goal.Also, the game was very physical people were getting shoved to the ground and kicked. But during the game the ball bounced off the side and almost was a goal for the other team but we saved it and before we saved it my team and I all screamed,” Go to the ball and get the ball out of the box” After, we played a Cincinnati United team at 3:15 at the end of the game the score was 5-1

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.

Walking through the tunnel and hearing the loud roar of the stadium as they announced my match, something that is so unbelievably unexplainable left me with a stomach full of butterflies, and a mind left empty. Unable to gather thoughts, I went out and wrestled the soon to be state runner up. The match ended rather quickly. Actually in two minutes. That night I sat in my hotel room, rather sour and thought about the whole day. I thought how lucky I was to be there, and how lucky I am to be so good at something, and then it hit me like a wrecking ball. I realized how much I LOVE wrestling.

Move! Head up! Work! These are a few of the numerous phrases that a wrestler hears ringing in their ears at almost any given moment on the mat or at practice. This is not the firework show and cage matches that are seen on television. Wrestling is not a game by any means. This is the real deal, no acting sport. Having personal experience with the sport myself, I know what it takes. Being a wrestler is a great sport to take part in because the sport teaches self-confidence, discipline, and anyone can do it.

Then in the second round we were a 12 flat that puts us third in the go again. I was so excited that I had gotten two buckles form nationals in the same year. That really put us well in the average. The top 5 in points and the top 10 in the average come back to the short go. Coming in we were setting third in the world, even though I did not know we were setting that good. We came out and were another 12 and was setting 1st, but there were still the top two teams to go. As I sat there and watch I was so nervous. The second top team went and they missed, that took some encumbrance off my shoulders for a

During the entire match I had no idea what was happening. I didn’t know which side of the scoreboard was mine, so I didn’t know if I was winning or losing. Since we were in a tournament, there were numerous whistles that were going off during my match. During the match, it was very loud, which made it hard to hear my coach. I also didn’t have any idea what period we were in. When the final whistle was blown, I didn’t even know that the match was over and that I won. I figured out that I won when the referee raised my hand. I was so tired at the end of my match, but I was so happy that I

My freshman year I went out for football even though there was a high percentage I wasn't going to play due to my last year traumatic brain injury. I went to practice and helped with everything and it was fine, less fun than I remember from years past. I got cleared and played and it still didn't seem like it used to due to me be scared at every hit against my head I was going to get another concussion. The year ended and I decided it was going to be my last year playing football. I thought to myself that I was going to need find another sport. I have always been interested in wrestling so i decided to go out for it. I meet my coach on the first day and his name was Teague Fenwick. I didn't really know what I was getting myself into on entering

When my name was called, butterflies instantly got into my stomach and i knew that it was my time. I went to the gym that day with no idea that I would be sparring in front of a large group of people. When i walked down into the gym i was instantly told to gear up and get ready because i was next up to spar. At that moment my head started to hurt, i felt weak, i was dizzy, and i felt like puking. And at this point it was my turn to spar and i got even worse, i felt like i was going to die but i didn’t let it show i got in the ring with confidence. The first round was terrible when the bell rang it was like i instantly forgot everything that i was taught. When i went for a Jab i left my guard down and i got hit and then came the right hook

The sun was beating on my skin, during the summer time. Every summer the kids from my neighborhood would host a backyard junior boxing competition. I had a trainer named Moe that would train, and also guide me throughout my training sessions. Everyday for a month, I would head over to Moe’s place to train. I could taste every drop of blood, sweat, and tears from the pain that I had to endure, but I enjoyed every second of it.

“You come to realize that life is short, and you have to step up. Don’t feel sorry for me. Much is expected of those who are strong,” tennis star Arthur Ashe. Homecoming week, one of the most important weeks of the volleyball season, where everyone in the community comes to watch the big Tuesday night game. 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.

Weapons and katas are the events designed for demonstration of people skills measuring the precision of the moves but sparring is fighting against opponent, measures the tackling and attacking skills against opponent. In the tournament, the events were in the order katas, weapons and sparring. In weapons and katas, I surprised myself. I was placed first in the group. I did not expect even to be qualified for the round considering my age and physique, but my grueling amounts of practice that I had done before, and my dedication to Karate, that I still continue, really paid off. That was a proud moment for me, my parents and my coach. At the same time, nothing could have prepared me for the pain I was about to experience in the Sparring round. In the Sparring round, my first few fights were manageable as I used my small stature and my skills to weave around a lot of my opponent’s attacks. But by the 7th fight I was gasping for air. It was at this fight that I had totally exhausted myself and within seconds the referees called my opponent the victor, seeing that I had not even an inkling of a chance to

Exhaustion was all I felt by the time I arrived at home. I pushed myself to keep up with everyone, but I overdid it. I did not want to go back. It was too much for me, and I wanted to quit. In retrospect, the whole scenario I created in my mind was quite dramatic. I felt that I was the worst on the team and that because I was so terrible, no one would like me. After only one practice I was ready to give up. I did not want to put in the effort. Fortunately, my parents forced me to continue with the team. I arrived the next day with an intense