You have to work for them. Once the season started I knew what I had to do to get my chance to win a state title. I started the season off, being ranked first at my weight class which was 106 lbs. That was a huge confidence booster and that 's when I knew it was my chance to win a state title. I went through the first half of the season being undefeated and then the second match back from Christmas break I bumped up to wrestle the third ranked wrestler at 113 lbs.
ring my senior year of high school, I had a wrestling rival during my senior wrestling season by the name of Frankie Negrini. My rival was from a rival town called Pompton Lakes that my team would always have intense matches against. This kid had always beat me by maybe one point or even two points. The kid always was one step ahead of me every time we stepped on the wrestling mat. The many times I had loss to him it just made my confidence just go down the drain a lot of the time.
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.
After that moment everything went downhill. The team continued to make errors upon errors and the game was suddenly tied. We hanged for over time. The refs told us to play the golden rule, and that is simply saying that whoever makes the first goal wins. Two minutes into the game and Cullman scores the winning goal.
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. Softball is a big part of my life and who I am, but should I have to be as dedicated as my coaches make me be? I am a freshmen at American River this year I am attending school and playing softball. When I decided to play softball I new it was going to be a lot of time and hard work. But what I did not realize was all of the things I was going to give up.
The first day down and many more to come for this ‘learning experience’ of a season. Once the season got rolling and we got closer to our first game I was getting really excited and anxious to finally compete against other teams. The day came for our first game against Benton Community and we actually played better than
It was a close game with a score of 4 to 5. Nothing eventful happened, but it was the first game we lost all season. Everyone began to lose hope, the crowd and the team. Few of us had hope we would win in the first place, but that numbers rose after our loss. Our opponents were just so good, but we knew we had two more chances to win The next game was close as well.
My team and I came into the season with high ambitions, however fell short. We did not win a single game my freshman year and most of our losses were by many points. Our continuous stream of losses caused much tension and problems within the team. There was fights breaking out every day during practice and everybody was trying to find something to blame for our lack of success. The fighting got to a point
Right after we won the game we got to go to the senior football game right after our game they lost but they tried there hardest to win cause they were working hard and they got a lot of
I was exhausted and discouraged, but I wouldn’t let that stop me from succeeding. My team helped keep this mantra alive throughout the season. Each day, after relentless corrections were screamed at us for several hours from the end zone, we would tell each other the things we did well and laugh about our mistakes. By the first competition, I was catching each toss in our show, but it was the failures leading up to that perfect moment that transformed me during that season. What I thought would be a summer of failures taught me the most valuable lesson of all- the only flags you truly drop are those that you do not even try to
Six weeks later after my broken leg I was finally ready to play again. But it’s already the championship game. My team, The Cobras have not made it to the championship until this year. To bad I didn’t help them get here. The Smoove twins Chris and Jrue have played outstanding Trevon and Andre were playing good as well but Robert and Tyron weren 't playing that good so we needed one more good guy to make this team great... And I was that guy.
I was very nervous and so was the rest of the team. In week one against an opponent that rolled us the year before, we came out and beat them in a blowout half time game. This was to many players’ surprise. We knew that was going to be our hardest game of the regular season and we felt very confident no one was going to beat us now, at least in the regular season. The season continued and it consisted of all half time blowout games.