And I thought to myself “oh my god” because at the time, I was like 4 foot 7, and they were like 5 foot 2. I ran as fast as I could, to the end zone and I scored, and everyone went bananas, my whole team came dashing over to me, giving me high fives and shoulder bumps. But I just stood there silently, smiled, and thought to myself “Thanks
Sophomore year I was playing at a soccer tournament with my old team. I was playing a great game even though the score was not reflecting my hard work. Towards the end of the game I jumped up caught the ball landed, my body went one way and my legs went the other, then I fell to the ground. Everyone around me had heard a pop, I knew it was my ACL. From this moment in my soccer career I knew I needed to be determined and to be focused on my recovery in order to get back out there.
I felt like I didn't stand out anymore. Every time I got an opportunity to play I would seize the occasion and show out. For some reason this wasn't enough to show the coaches how good I am. I was tired of putting in so much work to be benched behind the coaches “favorites”.
I sprung forward and launched out of my stance. The center snapped the ball then shot at me with his hands aimed for my pads to attempt to block me. I took a sharp left step, as I propelled my left hand onto his back and cycled my right arm over to push him away. As I got past him I locked onto the quarterback. Rushing towards him as fast as I could he scrambled to catch up to him and disrupt the play.
When I played for the Upper Marlboro Mustangs I started off playing 85AAA, my coach’s name was Coach Chris. My first position I ever started off playing in Pop Warner football was offensive line I don’t know why he started me there but I dreaded playing on the line it was not my position at all. Every day at practice we had to run 1500 yards, every single time we lined up I would always finish before everybody else which made me stand out from the rest of all the other players. One practice coach Chris put me and the running back position, the first play I ever ran at running back was a 28 toss which basically means toss to the right.
All I hear is the crowd roaring. And all the sudden i’m hit out of bounds for a gain of 48 yards. Half time hits as the score is Dallas 28 and Patriots 34. Coach starts talking about the game and how we need to make a comeback, but all I can think about is the expression on the defender's face. The anger and tense on his face was unbelievable.
The clock is now down to 3:00 minutes and coach subs me into the game. I immediately run onto the field and spot my team on a fast break with two defenders on his tail. I’m just able to catch up to one of the trailing defenders and lower my shoulder into his side and knock him over. The sound resonates like a drum and he falls to the ground allowing my teammate to
I'm in the car driving toward the high school thinking about nothing except what I'm expected to do today in my game. I have my headphones on and nothing else is phasing me. People could be yelling in my ear and I wouldn't hear them. I'm only focusing on one thing. We all sit outside our locker room with our headphones on waiting for coach to come and unlock the door.
Osgood-Schlatter Disease Osgood-Schlatter disease is an inflammation of the area below your kneecap called the tibial tubercle. There is pain and tenderness in this area because of the inflammation. It is most often seen in children and adolescents during the time of growth spurts. The muscles and cord-like structures that attach muscle to bone (tendons) tighten as the bones are becoming longer. This puts more strain on areas of tendon attachment.
As an in-coming freshman who hadn’t played on a school team in middle school, I was at a disadvantage because I was behind in skills and didn’t know many of the tricks. Fortunately, the coach saw my potential and I made the varsity team. My coaches and teammates continually pushed me and helped me become an even better player than I was before. Over the course of my four years on the team, I faced several obstacles that made me feel weak and inadequate, but to overcome them I reminded myself that I loved soccer. The biggest obstacle I faced was getting a concussion my junior year.
The players were split up and the game began. However, during the game, I noticed that I was not running as hard as I could, nor did I try to evade my defender and get open. The fact of the matter is that I detested the thought of receiving the ball, and I did my level best to seem ineffective to the game. I did not want to be the player at fault who dropped the ball and subsequently ruined the play. I tried to repel the responsibility of helping my team because I was too afraid of making a mistake and letting down my teammates.
It was a crispy cold Saturday night and the stakes for the game were high. The score of the game was two for my team (JFV Westpfalz) and two for Westrich (my teams rival). It was about thirty-five minutes after halftime and both teams were beginning to get exhausted from the struggle of scoring. My team having the good offense and the rival team having a tremendously good defense couldn’t find a way to score on each other.
I started to think I won 't be able to accomplish the goal of making it in to the NFL draft as I worked so hard for. I wondered if this would be my last football season ever. The medics came out with the stretcher. I tried to come to my feet so I could at least walk off the field, but I ended up falling and not being able to stay up on my own.
I 'd always tried getting all the goals. I also Tried taking all the freekicks and penalties. One day in a game I had the ball with only one defender on me, so I try to get passed him by running round him as fast as I could with the wind blowing on my face and my jersey flying back and I see a player open nobody on him. At first I