Goal Number One I didn’t know it yet, but the way I viewed the game of lacrosse was about to change drastically. It was a normal day for me. I was in eighth grade, and I was getting ready for school. When I was ready for school, I sat down at the table and waited for everyone else to be ready. While I was waiting, I decided to make some breakfast for myself. So, I made a bowl of cereal, some eggs, and a cup of milk, along with an apple. I had to make sure I got my daily nutrients, as I remembered, Hey! I have a game today! As I thought about it; how I would prepare myself for the night, I thought of ways I could improve my game. On the long drive to school, it was a nice sunny day in about the middle of February. Yes, it was cold and a little windy, but I put all of that aside and I could not get my mind off of the …show more content…
I take the team into my hands. The referee blows the whistle to start us off. When I hear the whistle, I start running faster than a rabbit towards the ball. The ball is on the ground. As soon as I see it, I get it off the ground and take it down to score. When I get close enough to the goal, I make a dump pass to one of my team members and they score. The stands are going crazy now! As I make my way back to line up, coach yells “That’s what I am talking about Meade!!”. After we scored one more goal, the score was four to three. It is the start of the fourth quarter now. Spartan High, somehow scores a myriad of goals. The score now is six to three. I call a timeout, and everyone hustles to the sideline. I tell my team “Here we go again. We do not need to start getting behind now. It is still the fourth quarter. There is still time on the clock. The game is not over, and if you think it is, you can stay on the sideline. If you are ready catch up and whoop some Viking tail, you will take the field! Now let’s get fired up, and let’s take this dub
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“Touchdown Lafayette!” This was the start to my high school career and we were losing in the first half of the game. It took them forever to score so I believed that the defense could go hard and stop them just once. We knew if we lost it would be some smack going on social media so someone had to step up.
On the first play we did an option and i took it and ran all the way in the end zone. We have the best comeback team in the state and that 's what we were showing off. I returned it to the 20 yard line with only 10 seconds left i ran it all the way into the end zone but i went down right around the line and we couldn 't tell if it was a touchdown. We had one second and we snapped it and they did an all team blitz i had johnny toss it to me touchdown we had won the crowd roared.
My teammates are getting tired and need substitutes so I hear my coach yell over to me to get in for another player. I’m a little kid on Christmas after I hear this joyous news and run as fast as I can to get to the sub flag. I’m called into the game by a ref and flashbacks run through my head of the last time I was called into a game with this similar situation. It was 0-0 and 30 minutes left of the game. In the previous game I had shot the game winning goal but the weather wasn’t nearly as bad as it was now.
Just 2 minutes left the sun half way set, the crowd cheering and most of all the scouts not blinking paying attention to every detail, play and decision each one of us makes, I see the ball come off the rim and the other team grab the rebound and their other play already across the court just past half court I knew what I had to do. With no thought or anything I break out running across the court chasing their player knowing he was going for a fast break lay-up I knew I could catch there was no doubt about it but the question was would I block the ball or not I can feel the eyes staring at us curiously wonder what will happen. Just like I predicted I see his hand turn upside down getting ready to lay it up I take 2 more steps and leap as hard as I can towards the ball staring at the ball and nothing else all I cared about was saving my team from those 2 points and looking good on the court and on that stats sheets, that was a decision I would later pay for. I did what I had practice and done hundreds of times before at the park I swat my hand towards the ball as hard as I can, I hear when my hand hits it and it bounces off the backboard not thinking about my landing instead of preparing for the fall I prepare myself to start running back across court but that wouldn’t happen when I landed I felt a pop in my knee’s
For Sandusky Ohio, it was the hottest day recorded in the past ten years. At the time I was ten years old and my lacrosse team, Black Swamp had been dispatched into the championship game. If we won, a trip to Florida for the World Lacrosse Championship games were evident (ironically Sandusky Ohio was hotter than Miami Florida on June 29th, ironic). At the time I was someone who came of the bench, it was my first year playing travel lacrosse and had only begun playing the sublime sport sixth months prior. Attack was my position the first year I played, my objective
I came back with a team that was craving a championships and a positive season because we were a good team this year and we all believed we could make it all the way as champions. Our soccer team overall record was 7-7-1, We achieved only one goal that year and that was to have a positive season but we didn't achieve our second goal which was to be champions. We could have been able to make it to the playoffs but we had students that were ineligible when we had crucial games to play and ended up losing those crucial games. If we had no players ineligible we would have achieved our second goal and possibly would have been champions of the Tri Valley league. Senior night which was our last game of the season we played against skyline which if you didn't know were the champions last year and killed us last year.
The Thursday night lights beamed down on me as kickoff approached. It was the last game of the 8th grade football season and the last chance to make my mark on a personally rather ordinary season. We were playing Celina, a team known to be a powerful opponent. I was on the kickoff return team, playing on the far left side of the field and on that particular night we were set to receive the kick. The referee’s whistle pierced the warm and soundless autumn air.
It was a Fall night wear the stars were out and all you could ever do is hear coach yelling to stop moving away from our positions. That night we were training for a very important soccer tournament that was only a couple weeks away. Coach smith liked to win but i think what he liked most was that we tried our best. We were a very hard team to defeat but we had our moments where we would lose games by a landslide.
Coach leads us to the locker room and we all sit around in a circle waiting for him to give us words of wisdom that would magically help us throughout our game, like they always do. He encourages us to do our best and have fun with the game. He truly believes in us and that gives my team the last push we need before we go out and play the biggest game of the season. Slowly, we all stand and gather in a circle. Everyone puts their hands in the middle of the circle and yells “Team” on the count of
Failure for Moorestown girls lacrosse is not an option. This powerhouse lacrosse program had a winning streak of eighty-eight consecutive games. My sophomore year the program experienced their first loss in what seemed like forever. Continuously, the timer on the scoreboard got closer to triple zeros, everyone’s hearts went into their throats anticipating the end. The opposing team was up by one and were stalling the ball.
One of my best days was when my soccer team won the championship. I won several other championships ,but with other teams. This was my first season playing with this team. The major characters in this event were me, my teammates, my coaches and the parents. This event took place in a park at sanger during the summer.
Our first from Andover Central by a buzzer beater, and our second from Derby by 3, but other than that we won all of our games by 5 or more. In the league tournament we beat Derby North, by more than 15, and McPherson by more than 5 points. Finally, we got another shot at Derby, we only had one practice before the championship game. When we walked into Derby North middle school the 7th grade championship game was starting. After that we had to play, it was quiet, then our student section walked in and it got loud.
I was ready to play soccer with my team during PE and dashed right out the locker rooms. I was ready to hear Mr. Orluck’s loud voice to tell us to go to the soccer field so that I could bolt out to there and get to talk to all my friends. My heart was rushing and my legs were shaking with excitement to run to be the goalie of my team. I went and gave my attention back to Mr. Orluck to give us the signal to go straight out there. “Let’s go!
We won some games, and we lost games, but we did it together. In the beginning of the season, rumors of doubt spread about our team being too short, or not good enough. A Lewistown High School team had not won a Regional Championship since the year 2002, but against all doubts, I knew my team could win. Not only had I seen their mistakes, along with my own, throughout this season, but I also watched them grow as athletes and individuals.
It was game day today. My teammates and I had a game against our rivalry high school Alta and we were pumped because we have beaten them every year since 2014. This year felt like we would keep that streak up and in motion. They had 6 really tall players while we only had 2. It made us all nervous for a while until we seemed to get over it.