After that year I told myself that would never happen again, so I started focusing on becoming a better athlete and trying to understand the sport. By eighth grade I was starting on defence and playing backup running back, which I did not mind at all. Playing the positions I liked, but then a team mate got
I then got my height and weight measured 6ft 1in 221 lbs, which Is huge for a thirteen year old, but compared to all of the others I was underweight. I then began to wait for the coaches to call us up for warm-ups, my dad came up to me and told me this “ You have been training for this since February, you have put the work in and now you are ready”. As I was waiting I looked around and saw many very athletic looking athletes, many were bragging to each other about how they would definitely make the team. Lots of guys looked bigger, stronger, and faster. I could tell that I was the only one who was still thirteen.
When football season finally arrived, I found myself on the varsity team. I thought it was going to be a repeat of my past two seasons of me just being another benched player. But I actually started for more than half the season as defensive linemen. Even on games where I didn’t start, I was getting a lot of playing time. That really pushed me to be even better for my senior season.
For this to happen, more has to happen than just hard work on the field. I also have stay on top of my grades in order to stay on the team. Without grades I can’t play in high school and there goes my shot at playing in college, and that just throws the major leagues out the window. This goal isn’t achievable without support. I wouldn’t
I said, “ I know that, and I want to be on the field”. So I finally moved to wide receiver,WR, and could finally play safety. Coach Minnich would come to me in practice and just say,” Couldn’t do this playing quarterback”.
That is why I was the youngest Scout in my Patrol to become an Eagle Scout. That is why my Boyle County Football team won a state championship. That is also why I believe I need to challenge myself through the rigor required for this program has proven time and time again that it is the best. While, for example, part of my ego wants to boldly claim that no one else plays the position of lineman as well as me and that the team only won because of me, yet I know better. Instead, I surrounded myself with athletes whose natural ability may have morphed mine but they benefited from my desire and determination.
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.
so I just stared to do track and football. In football I did not do so well in tryouts I got a wide receiver and running back and I really wanted to be a QB. In track I did really good I got everything I wanted I had discus and shot put
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.
In August 2013 I had a shot to be great. I was a sophomore on the Junior Varsity football team at my high school. This scrimmage was different than my past scrimmages, I was starting for the first time since 8th grade. I spent countless hours in the weight room preparing my body this season. As soon as the scrimmage started, I knew my work was going to pay off.
I made the team and backed away from playing a certain position. My coach noticed my arm when he saw me throwing the football and told me I would be his quarterback. I didn't believe, but he kept working with me and made me feel confident in what i could do. My coach was true motivator and he made you want to play harder for him. I led the school to a state championship and had a lot of high school coaches calling my mom.
Introduction It was the beginning of my 5th grade school year, and I decided that I wanted to begin a new sport. On the first day of practice, having never played the sport, our coach lined us all up on the field. Our team had a quarterback from the previous year that was returning, but he had no one to back him up this season. As coach Link stood back to examine his future team, unexpectedly, he pointed at me and said, “you are going to play quarterback”. Excited, reflecting back, it was one of the best moments of my life.
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.
I told my mom that I wanted to be out there one day and she would be my biggest fan and cheer me on to victory. She said “ Sure Connor, but you go a few more years to go.” My father was energized for me to play football since he thought I would be incredible at it. My dad saw a future of me go to college playing football and being the first one in my family going to college.
This plan seemed solid, with no margin for error until sadly it all ended. The end of my football dreams happened when I was fourteen playing football in the backyard with my friend Daniel. Me and Daniel used to always make up dumb football plays for back yard football. One day, before I was going to play a football game, we were making up plays and collided into one another. From his shoulder going into my collar bone, it broke, and I had no idea.
