The first activity that I would like to talk about my involvement in is football. The reason i’m choosing football is because it’s one of the activities that I dedicate all the free time I can to. Going into my Sophomore year of highschool I made the decision to begin playing the sport of football. The reason that I choose to join football was because of the seniors on the team always asking me and telling me of the experience of playing. Once I joined the team everyone welcomed me in like a family member and I knew my football team would always be there for me. During my time on the football field the most important thing that I’ve learned is how to be a leader. With all the upperclassmen around me setting great examples for me it was a real
Before I even stepped into my high school as an official freshman I knew I was going to be a part of my school one way or the other. I made it a goal to be a part of some type of extra-curricular project all four years. This goal I know I have succeeded in because I have been a part of the following extra- curricular projects: three years of SWAT club, four years of Raider Riot, and three varsity sports. All of these extra- curricular projects have made my high school career not only interesting but also made me a better person in the long run. One of the only clubs I was able to be a part of in high school was the SWAT club.
I vividly remember joining my high school the football program as a freshman and idolizing all the upperclassmen. They were so big, strong, fast, and everything they said came off as gospel. Over the next three years, I loved my time in the program. I grew so much as a teammate, leader, and student. The constant time dedicated to the program assisted the development of important time management
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.
One sunny afternoon on June 6, 2012 we gathered at the neighborhood baseball field in Wizzy, TX. The neighborhood kids came and family members it was quite a lot of kids that gathered to play today. We started off picking leaders and teams dividing us up in even amounts and flipping a coin to see who hits first. We started the ball game and both teams were doing amazing with fielding and hitting. Then boom the drama started and nobody had a clue why Enrique and Birdie were fighting.
“A house is made of walls and beams… A home is made of love and dreams,” (William Arthur Ward). As teammates, we are brothers on that field, and we have to put everything out on that field together. We have to show love towards each other because without it; we will fall. We have to work together to see our dreams realized or we will be crushed.
It was a hot Monday morning, a horrible day for any sort of athletic practice, however the football coaches thought it was the perfect weather. James frowned as he stepped out of the locker room. The air was sticky and he felt almost like he was trapped in a vacuum, it was hard to breath. The click clack of cleats on concrete signaled the exit of the rest of the team.
As a freshman, and a coach 's son, I came onto the football team and took a starting spot from a junior, who had started in that spot all of last season. There were quite a few players that weren 't happy with the decision, but I felt as if I 'd earned the spot. I knew that the only way i would gain their approval was to stand out. All season I listened to, "He only starts because he is the coaches son" but I tried to block it all out. The junior, who 's spot I took, took all his anger out on me in practice, taking every cheap shot possible while people weren 't paying attention.
To achieve your goals you must put in the work, you cannot just show up and win a championship. Again you cannot just start a business, and expect to be best selling business immediately. Football teaches this lesson of hard work because kids are naturally going to want to win, or be the best at their football position. Yet to do either one of those they must learn to work hard and get extra practice in.
Standing out in the blistering August heat covered head to toe with thick, bulky pads and a helmet may not be everyone's idea of enjoying their summer, but for football players it’s what we live for. Those long summer days spent with your new football family (who we spend more time with than our actual families) help spark the idea that together we can prevail. For two weeks in which seems to be the most enduring, draining two weeks of our lives, teammates battle each other for the chance the start under the Friday night lights and experience all the gory that goes with it. I was entering my sophomore year in high school when I started my first double session practice in the beginning of August. The first morning practice began at 7 A.M on a day with the potential to reach record heat.
A hot summer day in August, no clouds, and no breeze. Two teams are competing on the blazing turf, and I’m on one of them. My quarterback is yelling. “Sixty” I breathe, “Sixty” I look at the enemy in front of me, “Set!” I hear a clap, step back, and throw my hands at the oncoming defender.
It was a hot July night. The softball game that had been scheduled, was cancelled because the other team was short 2 players. Right after the umpires called the game, the girls showed up. So, instead of completely wasting everyone's night, the coaches decided it would be a good idea to have a scrimmage. It would be good practice for everyone.
Football is an accomplishment/event that changed my life and helped me go from childhood into adulthood throughout my middle school and high school career. It did this by teaching respect not just towards others, but to me, my family and my community it also taught me life lessons that I will use for the rest of my life. In middle school, I was a very disrespectful kid who did whatever I wanted to then I joined football and it helped me change my attitude. Then in high school, I started to mature and become more of a leader and role model for other players and people around me.
One day five years ago my father asked me if I wanted to be the water boy for the Milton Hershey School football team. I said, “Yes”. So for three years I was the water boy. I once got cleated in the face. I had to sit down for a little, but then I sprang up as fast as a rabbit.
On my first year of football, it was the 7 game of the season and it was my names day. So in the 2nd or 3rd quarter the had done a pass to me and i scored a touchdown, and then defense went on the field and we had made the other team hadn't punted the ball so we had a turnover on downs and we did some running plays and they weren't getting yards so the couch picked a pass play to me again. I had ran the route and had caught the ball.
Being a senior and this might be my last time on the field ever again I gave everything that I have every time I stepped on the field putting my blood and sweat into it. Staying in the gym late waking up in the the morning to workout even when I don't have to. Playing football showed me to not be selfish, to give my time back to the community volunteering for the road race and to help out the community. I became a leader not not giving into any negative influences and to always stay positive, being by my brother's side even when times seem to be bad to leave no man behind. I remember when trash was left on the bus we all had got punished coach had taught an important lesson to not be selfish to think about the team we all had go punished for that even though it was because of one person this showed how if anything happens it is not on one person