When I partially tore my ACL I had to show grit not to give up playing football. It was during warmups for a football game in 7th grade. The offense was all lined up with me as an outside receivor with Derrick on the inside. When Nick hiked the ball I raced to the cornerback ,who happened to be Ethan Goodwin, and started blocking him. Then the whistle blew so I looked over at Nick to see what happened and realized that that he had just thrown the ball.
We then went for 2 point conversion to win the game and we gave the ball to Mitch Smarzinski our full back who then got stuffed at the line and our lineman helped push him in… But then we saw bright yellow flag fly and the referee said we had assisted the runner into the endzone and that's illegal apparently so then the game was over and the time ran out. The finally was KImberly 6 and the Neenah Rockets
It was six o 'clock at the Friendswood junior high mustang field I was playing strong safety and I had to cover the extra receiver they brought out by the snap I was already beating my man and the next thing I know the ball was sailing my way straight to me. I am 13 years old and I am on the Friendswood junior high C-football team I am a second string slot receiver and starting strong safety
As we were heading for the goal on another break away, the opposing team kicked it out of bounds by the goal. My sister Bailey, who is also on the team, set the ball up for a corner kick. Her kick was a beautiful, high, hard drive to the front of the box. I remember thinking of my trainer’s words, “Anything is possible”. I jumped up at the right moment.
When I made a lucky catch, I learned what carelessness could cost you. I was around seven years old at the time, and I played baseball for Lakeview Playground. It was my first year of playing hardball, and like everyone else, I had no knowledge of what was happening. Our team name was the “Grey Sharks,” only because our jerseys were
I charted the amount of runs and yardage after Taylor 's TD, and, feel that the OL was really getting good movement early in this game but we seemed to go away from the run too soon once we went down 14-7. I hope we go back to that next time the OL is in a flow like that. Matter of fact the drive before the half where Grier threw his only INT, we were moving the ball on the ground and went away from it.
We went back and forth scoring on each other, every mistake costing the other team a touchdown. It came down to the final two minutes in the game we were tied with them. Our coach had said that we need a stop, somebody needs to make a play. Little did I know at the time it would be me to make it.
Coach Harold said to me, and the team “,Pratt” this last minute was left for you to get us this win and a championship! I thought to myself “I’ve done this all year”, in this game I had 4 touchdowns, and scored most of
I will never forget that moment, when I caught the ball I took off, I juked to the left causing my other teammate to fall then I hit a spin move and cause another teammate to miss, I then ran for the touchdown. Ever since that moment the coach started me at running back every single practice and game. For it to be my first year playing contact football I excelled tremendously in our league gaining recognition from coaches that taught higher weight classes and also coaches from different
Ole Miss vs. Stetson. When we got to the stadium my aunt gave me some money so I asked my dad “Can I go get a drink and some popcorn?” He said “Yes.” When I went to the concession stand I got what what I wanted. I came back the game was about to start.
It was a normal Saturday for my team, the Montgomery Rebels, at Lagoon Park, and there was not a cloud in the sky. My team and I were about to play a team called Triple Play (despite the name they could barely get a double play.) My coach, also known as my dad, came up to me and said, “Does your arm feel good?” Of course I responded, “Yes! “Well good, you are pitching this game.”
“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.
“LET'S GO!” Screams a player on my team who has clearly been at the field for a while, waiting anxiously for the first box lacrosse game of the season. This is my first season playing lacrosse; a sport that I've always wanted to play but never had the courage to try, until now. I arrive at the field, my heavy bag has started to cramp my hand before the game has even begun. Most of our team is there and is already padded up and waiting for the game to begin.
Fast forward to the Fall of 2014, and I am in my 3rd yr in football, and I was killing it. I was starting cornerback, andwe won a championship. And I just went to Tennessee for a football tournament with kids that were a grade above me. Everything was going so well for me, but the one thing I was missing was a touchdown.
The first time on a football field and i was very hyped about it cause i got to play and the coach put me as starter because i was the biggest one on the field. The very first play we got sacked but are left lineman didn't stop the ball they got pushed over and we got sacked. The ball was on the 25 yard line and we were trying to get to the fifteen yard line to get the first down and we were short 10 yards but we could still get cause if we work hard you play hard.
