As a little boy I had big dreams of playing football. When I was walking in the halls of the intermediate and middle school and saw the high school football players with their jerseys on, they were like super stars. I looked up to them because I wanted to be like them. The high school football players were popular, they were happy, and they were important to the school. Going to the football games on Friday nights was the highlight of my week. I told my mom that I wanted to be out there one day and she would be my biggest fan and cheer me on to victory. She said “ Sure Connor, but you go a few more years to go.” My father was energized for me to play football since he thought I would be incredible at it. My dad saw a future of me go to college playing football and being the first one in my family going to college.
Playing football means so much to me because it helps me to not be depressed all the time and to prove to doctors that I can play the sport even with narcolepsy and cataplexy. Also, I want to prove to many people that told me it will be extremely difficult to major in Civil Engineering and play football at the same time. Engineering itself is very difficult, especially when you start the introduction of your major your junior year. Last but not least, football can help me pay for school by earning a scholarship, even though I walked on. This motivation helps me for schooling because all of my first cousins played college ball on an athletic scholarship.
Having only one soccer club in Bend to play competitively on and having a relatively small population put me playing with almost the exact same group of girls in the club as I grew up. This also left me knowing everyone who plays soccer and consequently when I got to high school soccer, I was still with the same girls. We had been playing with each other for 7 plus years and had become an incredibly close unit on and off the field. Some of my closest friends came from playing soccer. Soccer had helped me break out of my shell socially and provided an outlet for stress relief. My life revolved around soccer.
I remember the first time I played football. It was thanksgiving at my dad's house in Nebraska. About a block down from his house was a big park with a baseball diamond, a playground filled
When I first thought about how soccer impacted my life, nothing really came to mind. I was that kid who mostly looked forward to the end of the game snacks and bringing around the goal jar. But when I actually began thinking about more about playing soccer I realized that soccer was the first place where I was fully submerged into something completely new. I learned how to make friends, how be a leader, and how to have good sportsmanship. These are all things that have made me into the person I am today and it all began on the soccer field.
If I could go back in time I would go back to the day I signed up for school sports and switch the little check in the football box to the soccer box. It was sixth grade year and it was the first year I could play school sports and I was the happiest kid alive. In my head I thought football was going to be super fun but, in reality, I wasn 't very good at it. I stuck with it for a couple years but I just didn 't have the size or strength. Finally, as a freshman I switched over to soccer which is something i 'm extremely glad I did. Soccer is something that I didn 't play much as a kid but, my brother and my sister played so I was always around it. When I switched to soccer I didn’t know it would become as big of a passion of mine as it did. From that point i’ve played all year round from playing indoor
The foundation of the house is what will set the course for the piece that follows. The groundwork that my parents and ancestors have laid out for me to follow and guide me onto the right path. On both sides of my family, the major cornerstones are to serve and or give back to your country. Every male in my family in the past century has been involved in the military or served the country to assist those who serve. My dad’s father fought in the Korean War, while my father himself had fought in the Vietnam War. After the military, my father continued his service to his country in a different form. He became a California Highway Patrol Officer. My mother’s grandfather had volunteered
I 've played football my whole life. Even after 11 Years of the game it was shocking that I was not good. My whole life I always wanted to be the all star and the player everyone depended on. But, it just wasn 't me. Following my eighth grade year I was detrimmed to put all the years of failure behind me. Freshman year was going to be a new start. That whole summer I went to camps and every clinqne I could. My level of play was progressing and I was feeling more confident going into high school. My freshman year was here and it was time to fight for a starting spot. The good thing about playing sports at a small school is you have a much better chance of playing. After the whole preseason work I earned a varsity spot. All season the work I
My whole life all I ever wanted to be was a football player. I was 12 years old when I first started playing; I was starting at a guard position protecting the quarterback, I was always told by my family members that I have the passion and desire to play and that I have the body built to prove it.
Beep Beep! Beep Beep! The alarm bell goes off. It is 6 am on the 1st of August, 2016. First day of tryouts for my school's soccer team. I am inflated and drowning in nervousness. For the past two years of my high school life, I had missed tryouts, both times not knowing when they took place. Finally, with careful planning, the year I claimed my spot on a soccer team had finally come. Born the son of an ambitious and idealistic soccer coach, it didn't take me a long time to kick a soccer ball. From the age I learned to say "mama" and "baba," I had spent hours playing soccer outside on the streets of East Africa. Soccer became my language; I didn't have to talk to make friends. Just put the ball on the ground, and wonderful things would ensue. The creativity it supplied me, the freedom of expression it allowed me, the simplicity it taught me. Soccer was my relief of struggles hard and easy. It became more than a hobby. It became a characteristic. Often is it dangerous to be smitten to a game, a sport, to this level, but it didn't matter. Soccer also
Ever since I was a boy, seeing a ball in my foot was inevitable. Maybe it’s part of genetics, but the ball called my name from day one. Sleep,eat, and breathe football is what I do. There is something about this sport that is so magical that it is indescribable. I don’t just watch it either. I constantly play the beautiful game and always look for ways to become the best player I could possibly be.
Adrenaline pulsing through my body and anxiety filling up in my stomach, I quickly throw on my football gear and head out to the practice field. It’s a nice hot day in Ocala, Florida, with the sun beating down on our necks, we stand side by side in line waiting to be picked to play second, third, or fourth string in a play. Waiting in anticipation, each of us grinding our teeth, watching first string pure athletes colliding against each other like gladiators to have possession of a ball made at one-time of “pig’s skin”. To some people, the game of American football makes no sense, whether it’s the idea of trying to protect a ball or running and passing it to make a goal for your team. People like this, see the concept of football and understand why millions of people love it; but to them the sport is pointless and causes way too many casualties. Coming from the most us who love the sport, it’s not the worry of getting hurt that you mainly
Ever since I was a toddler, I loved sports. Baseball, basketball, it did not matter; I just liked to run. When I was around 4 or 5, I was in the living room watching the Steelers play the Cardinals and saw Santonio Holmes grab a game winning touchdown to win the Superbowl. I was so excited that I jumped up in the air and I told my dad, “Daddy when I grow up I want to play football and I want to score a lot of touchdowns just like 10 does.”
Football has been my favorite sport since I could run. Running free in the grass with friends and family made me appreciate the the quality of life I was blessed to have.
In class we’ve been studying about concussions. I have learned that, having concussions can lead to many medical problems in the present as well as in the future. This leads me to thinking if I would actually allow my child play football? After doing research and informing myself about this issue, I’ve came to a conclusion that I would allow my child to play football for three specific reasons. Football can be a stress reliever, can gain life experience, and it builds up character.