All year around I practiced and I could see myself get better but I didn't know if I was good enough to compete in high school basketball. Finally, freshmen year tryouts came, and this year I was confident in my ability but I was also nervous because we had to tryout in front of coaches and upperclassmen I didn't know. Tryouts lasted three days at the end the coaches announced who made the team. The new coach called my name and I slowly walked up to him hoping I was going to make the team. He first said “congratulations you made the team”, a smile slowly started to come on my face and I could barely hear what he said after because I was so happy.
Softball has always been very important to me family. My mom played in college and both of my parents played when I was growing up. My sister and I both started around the age of twelve and played all throughout high school. I decided to go a step further like my mom and play in college. I was so excited to meet all kinds of new people and play the game we all love, but I never thought it would be as challenging as it has been for me this year.
Because of this hard work, I lettered varsity my freshman year at Crown Point, and I was placed on the varsity Munster volleyball team. I have been on the most successful club team around. We have gotten third place at our national tournament two years in a row, and also won our national tournament one year. People say “you do not know what you have had, until you have lost it.” The meaning of this quote has become appallingly clear, as it has become my reality. Up until now, I have always taken volleyball for granted.
For many many years I was always seen as the player the team called on to pull the team out of a rut. To make things a bit more complicated my high school coach had been my coach my entire softball career. He knew how I thought, how i played, and really molded me into the player I am today. I soon graduated from my little league summer softball to the competitive nature of highschool ball. As a freshman I knew I was going to be overlooked.
Tennis Tryouts Fear, anticipation, excitement: these words all describe how I was feeling the morning before my first high school tennis practice, which was also the tryouts for varsity. I knew that it would be hard, but I was confident that varsity was within my grasp. I was, however, trying not to get my hopes up in case I did not get on, and if I was on JV, then I would be my friend Molly’s doubles partner. This day would determine my whole freshman tennis season. The early morning of August eleventh was cool, with a slight breeze.
I was inspired by this story, and I promised myself that my practices will be of high quality and quantity. Several months later, I decided to audition for the Legion baseball team. My father and I wished to be certain I made the team, so we practiced harder and more often than before the school baseball tryouts. When the time came, I performed. The extra practice was effective; I was accepted to the team.
I was shocked that I played an outstanding game and that I would be playing in the state tournament for the first time in school history. I started crying because of two very different reasons. I was happy to win the game and continue playing softball at the state tournament, but sad because my sister was the one who was suppose to be playing. My sister Ashlynn, taught me everything that I know about the game of softball. She taught me everything from tying the shoelaces on my cleats to hitting a curveball.
The Biography.com website states, “Simone Biles is the most decorated American gymnast, winning 19 Olympic and World Championship medals” (Mead). Because Simone was too young to attend the Olympics in 2012, the first Olympic Games Simone attended was in 2016 in Rio. Although Simone has only been to one of the Olympics, she has been awarded with five Olympic medals; four of them were gold, and one was bronze. She acquired gold in team, all-around, vault, and floor; she got bronze on the beam. Simone plans to continue to practice and will more than likely participate in the upcoming summer Olympic Games in
Pet Peeve My pet peeve dates back a long time ago. The earliest encounter of my pet peeve, that I can remember, was back in 2nd grade. This was the year that we had the notorious class vs. class kickball tournament. Ms. Koep’s class, the class I was in, was the pick to win the tournament. When we made it to the championship game, we knew without a doubt that we would be victorious.
At gymnastics practice on December 8th, 2017, when we had a meet that weekend, I did a back handspring on beam which didn't really end well. I had done all of the events that day except beam, and I was very confident for my back handsprings. My back handsprings on beam were going very well and I was very excited and confident to compete them for the first time. My coach was telling my teammates and I that we had about twenty minutes left of practice. I got onto the beam very excited and positive to do the back handsprings.
“Why can’t we get into our freaking offense! ?” This is all I really remember from Coach McKendrick at halftime last year against Niles North in what was a tough night for our basketball team. Prior to this, we beat New Trier at home and then went on the road and beat the pre-season unanimous vote to win conference, Highland Park, in our first conference game. Before the New Trier game, our game plan was simple: we were smaller, but faster, so we were going to run the court and make this is a fast pace game. We executed our gameplan, and we won.