I used to think that I was going to participate in an after school activity for fun, but then my cross country team won the state championship meet, now I know I can do anything I put my mind to. Nothing was extraordinary about my life. I was just a normal ninth grader on the junior varsity cross country team. My times were not that great, so I had no intention of running varsity at all. We had a Saturday meet at Walker, but only the top seven varsity girls were going to compete.
Although it was just one goal and we still lost, a sort of realization came over me. That game, I realized how much this team meant to me, I was astounded by how much this team of 12 grew so close so quickly. Through the drills and the strenuous fitness days, I realized how meaningful it was to be apart of something like this. Maybe it wasn’t as much of a tremendous deal as I made it out to, but what I thought was a chore of having practice almost everyday I learned to cherish its extremely short season and the meaning it
I suppose everyone was in a sophomore slump because that year we were mediocre, going 5-5, but I was the only sophomore to play and I even picked up a fumble and ran it in for a 43 yard touchdown, it was our best game if the year. Junior year rolls around and I am now starting both ways, still playing offensive and defensive line. We have a pretty stout team and we start off the year 3-0, but Mingo gave us some problems. We bounced back and won our last six games to go 9-1. We went into the playoffs ranked 4th in AA so we hosted 13th seeded Weir.
It couldn’t be! I had torn my hamstring! This was my senior year and final meet; nothing, not even a tore hamstring would prevent me from the opportunity I have wanted since my freshman year. The gun went off to announce the start of the race and I just immediately took off. At that moment, there was no pain only motivation.
Have you ever grown to dislike something that you once loved? And I don’t mean something you liked that one day you just got bored of. I mean you loved this it was you whole life, then over time you just built up a hatred for this once great thing. For me this would be football. I still love to watch and talk about football, but I could never play the sport again.
The last significant reason why 3 is my lucky number is because I earned 3 year Varsity awards my senior year in the sports I played in high school which were cross country, swimming, and tennis. I’m glad I didn’t get a 4 year Varsity award for any of those sports because that’s not who I was, 3 is my number and always will
Its pretty sad to say that if you’re not born with it you probably won’t have. I was always taught to get out and get it on my own if I wanted it. Arthur didn’t have those options. His parents couldn’t afford it so he was limited. I’m left wondering what would the outcome be like had Arthur been hands down the better athlete of the two?
As an in-coming freshman who hadn’t played on a school team in middle school, I was at a disadvantage because I was behind in skills and didn’t know many of the tricks. Fortunately, the coach saw my potential and I made the varsity team. My coaches and teammates continually pushed me and helped me become an even better player than I was before. Over the course of my four years on the team, I faced several obstacles that made me feel weak and inadequate, but to overcome them I reminded myself that I loved soccer. The biggest obstacle I faced was getting a concussion my junior year.
When I joined the wrestling team in grade nine, I had no idea that it would be one of the best decisions I have ever made throughout high school. It is a sport that I fell in love with from the moment I stepped on the matt for my first practice. Being the smallest and only grade nine to join the team that year was very intimidating. However, after my first practice, I was no longer overwhelmed by the group of 15-20 wrestlers because they became my family. Our coach is a strong believer that in order to be successful as a team, it is important to support each other like a family.
Once I got to high school, I discovered we did not have a gymnastics team, but my high school did have a competitive cheer team where I could tumble and compete (two things which I love) at the same time. In order to compete in a specific competition which you could individually
John Wooden once said “failure is not fatal but failure to change might be”(John Wooden Quote.) Wooden was addressing the idea that one only fails if they do not change after messing up. I never fully understood that principle until I attempted the FFA Creed Career Development Event. After not giving all that I could during the contest, I experienced the worst defeat of my FFA career. I had always thought that Wooden’s statement was only inspire those who had lost, but through personal failures I have learned otherwise.
My own body had failed me and I had failed the team. I 'm sure it didn 't seem like a big deal to anyone else but it was to me because I had faced this forward many a time and he had never flat out beaten me like that. It meant that if he could beat me then all the other offensive people on other teams could also beat me just as easy. After the game it was all I could think about. It haunted me to the point I didn 't hear my dads usual commentary on my game.
We lost our first game of the season. That game chanleged us all. Would continue to stare at the dirt or reach for the stars. We continued to strugle as team. It was my turn to take charge as a leader for this team, but I letting everything just go bye.
But they figured it out and after camp school was starting, and that didn’t go well because even though the football team was friends none of the school mates wanted them there so it was bad the first day. But they figured it out, work really well together, and they won all their football games and ended up winning the championship. In conclusion this essay was written to show teamwork and how important it is to have friends and teamwork with all your friends. This essay informs two things like my own experience with