When I was 7 years old I went to my first high school game with my mom, the teams that played were Roosevelt and Flower. I will never forget that day Sept 8th at 8PM friday night lights. My older cousin Brett Pierce was the starting Cornerback for flowers, I admired him because he the starting Corner and he was ranked #23 in the Nation for his position. My cousin ended the game with 18 tackles, 4 interceptions, and 3 forced fumbles that was one of the greatest days of my life. After the game was over I asked my mom could she sign me up to play football, she told me I wasn’t big enough. My mother is very over protective of me since I am her only son. When I turned 8 my mom let me play flag football but that’s not what I wanted at heart, I then …show more content…
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. I will never forget that moment, when I caught the ball I took off, I juked to the left causing my other teammate to fall then I hit a spin move and cause another teammate to miss, I then ran for the touchdown. Ever since that moment the coach started me at running back every single practice and game. For it to be my first year playing contact football I excelled tremendously in our league gaining recognition from coaches that taught higher weight classes and also coaches from different …show more content…
I met the best football coach I will probably ever have, his name was coach Antwan. I can honestly say he was more than a football coach, he was like a mentor always there for me helping make life and football decisions. That was my best and the funniest season I had, there will never be another coach like him I wish I could play one more season under him. My 2nd season taught me so much more than what I knew, it taught me the meaning of good sportsmanship, being there for your teammates, understanding the game more, and the best part in all knowing what it means to be a family. With coach Antwan I started getting looks from different high schools and private schools wanting me to come play for them, it was such a blessing being able to go through that experience playing Pop Warner football many kids don’t get the opportunity to even suit up to play football I am grateful I got the chance
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It felt as if i was just coasting along. That year, I earned the team MVP position and all state, all league, and all conference titles. Teams knew that when they had to play our team, they had to try and shoot through a wall. I have witnessed coaches talked strategy on trying to get into my head, get the ball around me, and even try and take me physically out of the game. I was fully dedicating myself and time to the sport, breathing, eating, sleeping waterpolo.
While playing for a fall league team, a coach from a travel team took notice in me, and he asked me to join his team. Little did I know, my acceptance of the offer shaped who I am now by giving me all kinds of character traits such as teamwork and responsibility. Another memorable event was my first home run. I remember that day as if it were yesterday, and my first home run will always be one of my happiest memories. When I spend time at
I start to ask coach if he could put me in, but he keeps saying that I don't have enough experience. I'm about to walk out when he says that the star running back got hurt and I need you to sud for him tomorrow. The next day came I got dressed and I was ready to play.
I had the privilege of being on many teams that went on and won my first tournaments, and seasons, and even got my first ring from winning a state championship. Having this kind of experience, I met my future middle school coach, Woody Bolus, while practicing at the fields a few weeks before I would start middle school. I remember like it was yesterday, he told me I was looking good and to come out to tryouts in the spring strong. That one sentence alone drove me to go out and practice every single day until I made the team. The day of tryouts came rapidly, and although determined and ready as I could ever be, I was anxious.
It was six o 'clock at the Friendswood junior high mustang field I was playing strong safety and I had to cover the extra receiver they brought out by the snap I was already beating my man and the next thing I know the ball was sailing my way straight to me. I am 13 years old and I am on the Friendswood junior high C-football team I am a second string slot receiver and starting strong safety
“Unfortunately, Jack, there will not be many opportunities for you this year.” Seconds after being told I had made the varsity baseball team, I did not expect my coach to so bluntly tell me I would be spending more time watching the game than playing it. Our state ranked team had a pitching staff full of Division 1 commitments and future MLB draft picks, and I was being told I did not measure up. The bench became my best friend.
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.
I was not supposed to be on varsity, but since I was at every summer workout and studied the sport for the upcoming season I earned a spot. When we went to start practice I was starting on both defense and offense and I felt unstoppable. Two weeks went by and we had our first scrimmage against the hale center. I
Fast forward to the Fall of 2014, and I am in my 3rd yr in football, and I was killing it. I was starting cornerback, andwe won a championship. And I just went to Tennessee for a football tournament with kids that were a grade above me. Everything was going so well for me, but the one thing I was missing was a touchdown.
I started playing my freshman year and the coaches saying i 'm a freak athlete fast strong explosive. I knew I had to be the best to get anywhere .I new that I dont have the parents to pay for my future having six siblings my mom just dont have the money
I smell the fresh cut grass and the fresh white paint. I see the big bright lights shining down on me. I hear the purple and gold fans going crazy. I stand with my brothers to my left and to my right. Football has always been more than a game, it’s been my whole life.
I came into high school never having played tackle football in my life. I loved the sport but only ever played touch or flag football. To continue doing what I loved, I knew that I would have to take that leap into tackle finally, but I was scared and worrisome. Throughout my life, I was always seen as one of the most athletic people when it came to any sport that was being played. Because of this, I was used to being the star player on all the teams I played on.
The hard part was to find one that would give me a tryout. I ended up making a team called the Spanish town football club they weren’t the best but they taught me a lot about the game I spent a year there. My next task was to get on my prep school team who were ranked #7 in the whole nation at the time. I remember the night before open tryouts because all I was thinking about was me not making it. I was an only child
It was the first week of my 7th grade year. I realized that i haven't really done any sports besides cheer. I wanted to try new things. My dad played “softball” with people he works with. I went to a lot of his games and decided I wanted to play.