The second half kicked off, and we were heading for a win. I began a run from the right side as Abandi finds me with a long pass. I control the ball as a defender is trying to catch me. With a strong right-footed shot, I score a goal. I am fighting for this!
According to FIFA, the is over 295 million kids/adults actively playing “The Beautiful Game” all over the globe. To see real passion for soccer, go to Brazil and watch their style of playing, it’s amazing. Many may think most famous people grew up with the perfect life, but it was different for Pelé. For Pelé to achieve his success, he trained in the streets with only a sock ball. Money didn’t stop him from becoming who he is today.
My eyes settle on the furthest post, the wind is forcefully blowing against my heated cheeks and my legs are moving faster and faster grinding the green and black turf of the field. The tension is palpable but I am focused on my goal, metaphorically and literally. Suddenly, my right foot fiercely impacts the ball, that slides straight into the net. GOAL! Excitingly, I put my hands in the air, fists closed and a smile plastered on my face, I scored!
This new attitude, and fresh change of mind, helps her excel in her soccer game. Every hero is reborn, with a new change of mind, and heart. Jess’ change not only helps her ease her conscience, but also helps her succeed in her tournament final. The Hero’s Journey closely resembles Jess’ own journey in Bend it Like Beckham to become a soccer player. Both heroes face challenging obstacles, reach a significant low point, and are physically and/or mentally reborn.
The most enjoyable part was that I felt as if I had freedom. I only ever played this game with my close neighbors, being that it involved running around in the community. It was a very big part of my friend group because, it is what brought us together every weekend. - Adolescents: When playing competitive games, such as soccer, I was taught how to play this game through my dad when I was younger. The most enjoyable part of the game was the feeling of scoring a goal.
Although going through hardships may not necessarily be the most positive experience, the lessons people learn from the obstacles everyone goes through can be significantly fundamental to later success. I have been particularly fortunate in that I have not had to undergo substantial privations. One setback that will always be ingrained in my memory is a soccer game that I was playing during my freshman year of high school. It was the beginning of the year and I was transitioning from a big-bad eighth grader, into an insecure and quiet freshman. I had been playing soccer for the past few years, so I tried out for the high school team.
I can vividly remember the play that led up to our first goal. The skillful passes from player to player, defeating each person that tried to obstruct our one-set minds and our eyes on the goal. Our timing was perfect and our moves swift, I was baffled at the precision and skill our team used and I quickly came to understand the growth the team had reached. I can never forget the moment when we all ran in for a group hug to express our joy, it made me feel an emotion I never thought i’d feel for a school sport. Although it was just one goal and we still lost, a sort of realization came over me.
This is how sports hough high school have influenced me; they have helped me grow and learn humility and purpose. When I was in eighth grade i was the star of my recreational soccer league, so going into highschool I was not only expecting great things, but I was expected by others to do great things. My coaches, my teammates, and my friends all knew me as a great player which put a lot of pressure on me walking into high school tryouts. I did not know anyone there but I quickly saw that the level of skill I was competing with was something that I had never experienced before. With that I went from being the best player in the league to not making the team my freshman year.
From stepping on that field for the first time and hearing the announcer announce your name for the first time under the bright lights as you stand there seeing your family looking from the stands with joy and excitement. The sounds of your coach yelling and pushing you to work harder, not just for yourself but for the team. Seeing how all 11 players on the team bust their butts off for the team is true love for the game. Every tactical word yelled from across the other side of the field and those occasional curse words you get from the other team as they struggle against you. Before your eyes you get to see the amazing plays build up before you and being part of it is the beauty of the game, the game that I call my own.
Another reason I like soccer is because of how challenging it is for me. The only experience I have had in games were 8th grade year and club soccer and neither are as fast as the varsity level and this means everyone that makes varsity has to have some type of speed whether running or footwork. This makes soccer more challenging and enjoyable because every player is
High and his name is Logan Northup from Sigourney. I have inspired my brothers to play every year and my Dad coaches them too but they have never been undefeated. Logan taught me tricks and techniques because he played soccer in college. He got me started playing soccer for William Penn College youth leagues after I got too old to play for Sigourney anymore. Now I play soccer for the Oskaloosa team and I have played for them every year in the spring and fall.