In seventh grade, my buddies and I considered trying out for the golf team and imagined it would be an exciting task to venture. The previous summer, I had gone to the golf course and practiced a generous amount of time on my game and I believed I would be skilled enough to make the team. Also, I had friends that were on the team the previous year and that gave me an extra incentive to try out. In seventh-grade, after trying out for the golf team, I made it. Making the team sparked the greatest passion for a game I have ever had, and it has become my life rather than a hobby.
When my friends and I made the golf team our seventh-grade year, we had an absolute blast. Everyday with all of them out at the golf course made it enjoyable to practice since I was having fun while doing it. The more I practiced, the better I became, and the quicker I started moving up
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I continued striving every day and ultimately the practice paid off and I won an invitational my eight-grade year and winning was the greatest sensation I had ever endured. As the years have gone on, I have worked harder and only become more passionate for the game. I have endured an abundance of success which included advancing to state this past summer and competing there was like a fantasy.
Discovering the game of golf sprouted a passion within me and that passion grows more each day. I have learned that I relish the journey of success and admire seeing results. Discovering golf was one of the greatest things to happen to me and I savor each second of practice time I get. Finding golf has made me a harder worker and has helped me carve a portion of my future. I dream of playing Division 1 golf someday and I know those dreams are within my grasp if I sustain my work ethic. With everything that I have gone through with golf, if I had an opportunity to go back, I would not alter
What is cultural identity? I haven't heard about this concept till my tenth grade English Language Arts class. I thought about this question throughout the months. Then I asked myself what represents my cultural identity? It took awhile for me to figure it out, but it came to me, SPORTS!
I became apart of Marcus Golf my sophomore year after I switched over from soccer. With a smooth transition I was able to be successful very early on. I was nominated to be team captain my sophomore year when I was on JV, and when I got moved up to Varsity I continued to be a strong leader. With lots of hard work and dedication every day I was able to win an award for Most Fairways my junior year. I enjoy being a part of this program, and love being a leader on and off the
Picking up a golf club for the first time, I fell in love with a new game. I played every chance I got that summer. Begging my parents for clubs and lessons, my passion grew and most of the following summer was spent on the golf course, not the baseball field. I was headed to LaSalle High School that fall, and was warned that the golf
Luckily, one of my teammates from travel allowed me to play for his school's team, which I did for all of middle school. This was a really good
Once I was of the appropriate age to start playing, my family had put me in Pop Warner Football and I had instantly fallen in love with the sport. At the time, I had dreamed of becoming an NFL football player. That had all changed, when my brother came home from high school one day with a stick in his and a new sport called lacrosse. He told me it was basically football with a stick. The moment I heard that
Baseball seemed to be my life when I was a little kid. Playing catch, hitting balls, pitching, the whole nine yards. It has always a life long dream of mine to play Major League Baseball. I was a little kid with big dreams, nothing seemed to be impossible. I got older though,
“When you love something, you will never work a day in your life”. That quote cannot represent the deep feelings I have gained for such a sport that has taught me so much. Not only about myself but also about real
I am not what you would call good at playing golf but because of the great memories I have playing the game, intrigues my heart to ‘golf on.’ Every golf meet I had, my dad was right there next to me in the backround watching every choppy swing. Being on the golf team made me feel like I fit right in Wahlert. In the
When I was younger, I always wanted to be someone famous like a singer, an actress, or even an astronaut. But one day I came across a sport, but this was not just any boring sport to me, it was a sport that I knew I wanted to do for a career or even until I grew old. It might just be a ball and bat to some people but to me it felt more than a sport. It felt like an endless vacation from everything going bad in my life. That sport is softball.
For example, when I first got in volleyball my first year which was sixth grade,I was probably the worst player since I had never played before. Consequently,I felt embarrassed going to practice or doing a skill in front of the coaches because I knew I wasn’t the best. In effect, that made me get inspired to practice more and get good at it. I started going more to open gym and would go to camps and other places where they would do off season. As a result, I ended up getting better and knowing more about the skills that I didn’t know as much or how to do them correctly.
I love playing golf, golf has been a part of my life since before I can even remember. It all started when my mother became a realtor and my father became my babysitter. After my father would get off from work and come pick me up from preschool, I always knew our clubs were in the trunk of his car and we were headed for the driving range. Of course my young age at the time also came with a lot of impatience, so our practice sessions roughly lasted for an hour. As I got older my love for the sport consistently increased, I started to appreciate and respect the serenity that comes along with each course.
I’ve been golfing since I was a little kid. I’ve experienced many highs and lows, and have created many friendships and memories playing the game I love. Golf can teach you many lessons, if you pay attention. One of the lessons I’ve learned is that it takes perseverance and hard work if you want to excel at something. I started hitting golf balls at the age of 2 with my dad and older brother.
Out of everyone who lives in the world, 60 million people play golf at least once a year. Are you one of these people? And if so, are you interested in getting to know how to play the game at your best and beat your friends? You would be able to join the greatest game there is by having fun and having bragging rights over your friends. I have been playing the game pretty much my whole life, but I didn’t start playing competitively until I was about 14.
I began to take golf lessons in the 5th grade. At the time, I stereotyped all golfers as rich and lazy people with too much time on their hands, respecting them the least of all sportsmen. It was the cop-out sport that did not require much effort or physical ability, played by pretentious folk who wanted to appear sportsy without putting in the effort. Simply put, the game was unprofessional. Some of these convictions were based on my knowledge that it was one of the only sports in which players hit a stationary ball and walk, while some even had the audacity to smoke, drink, or drive golf carts during play.
Golf gives me dedication to work hard in school so when the day ends I can go to my Arena and enjoy what I love to do. The Arena is a place where success and failure are apart of the game and how a person gets better in times of challenges. When I am at the course, success