My freshman year of high school Coach Specht was the assistant soccer coach. At tryouts he told me that I would have a bright future as a player and could possibly play varsity as a freshman. Throughout the year, I keep putting in the time and finally half way through the season, I got my chance to play my first varsity game. This showed me that he really believed in my skill, to put a freshman in against mostly juniors and seniors. Not many coaches will risk putting someone that young on the field.
“It’s good sportsmanship”, my dad said. After, we ran to the stand that had our trophies on it. I walked up to my dad with pride and excitement as he handed me the first trophy I ever owned. I began to think about how he has always been there supporting me, helping me grow on and off the field, and telling me that not everything goes the way people want it to in life and they have to accept that. I was 5 years old, and it was my first year playing soccer or any sport at all.
Soccer had helped me break out of my shell socially and provided an outlet for stress relief. My life revolved around soccer. However, in the spring of freshman year I was burning out. I had finished the fall season of high school, winter league was over and I was trying to balance spring club soccer with high school track. Without a break and feeling overwhelmed, I grew disinterested in soccer as it became a stressful environment for me as the older girls had to join our team and I was no longer seeing the field a lot.
I have played soccer for a substantial amount of time, and over the years I've had a variety of coaches, but out of all them Brad was the most despicable coach that I have had to date. It was 5th grade and I had been my first year on a travel soccer team. That year was a big year for me, it was my first year away from an elementary school and I created many relationships that will last for a long time . However that year was also torture for me, Brad had favorites on all his teams he coached and I was definitely not one of them.
The Lessons I took in Soccer Team I joined a soccer team when I was in junior high school, and it significant changed my life. A group influences one a lot in whether positive or negative ways, thus the soccer team I joined is not an exception. Team work, self-disciplined, sense of honor, and etc. are what it taught me. Through there were no so called expressly stipulated, there were several unspoken rule.
I was even able to make the SACS Varsity cheer team, which is an unforgettable experience knowing that they are one of the best in town. Every single accomplishment has been worked for with hours and hours of preparation, and even years in experience. Nobody would ever imagine that my first year trying out as a cheerleader I had been rejected. Although I did fail at cheer my first try, it only fueled me to try out again the following year. After weeks and
As I have grown older into the young man I am today, I have had my fair share of criticism.I have had different individuals critique, judge, and sometimes dismantle me with their own opinions and negative feedback. Today I am now open to criticism and see it as an opportunity for improvement. At one point in my life, I was not always so optimistic. One of the hardest years of my life would have to be my freshman year in high school. It was a big change if scenery and the people around me treated me as a lesser being.
It all seemed great, but was I ready or would I ever be ready to see people in their worst days? It took me a whole year in college to realize that firefighting was something I did not want to pursue. Desperately looking for a new major, I started to consider teaching, but purely for selfish reasons. However, somewhere during my second year of college, there was a significant spark that led me to want to pursue teaching for a different reason. In high school, sports were everything, maintaining a good GPA was crucial.
Sure, it was a struggle, but I knew that I had to make every moment worth it because this would be my last shot at soccer glory. I knew the importance of our game because our first round was against the defending state champions, Cullman. Gameday was just three days away. The reality of the game was not hitting me just yet, but it was sure giving me jitters. I was constantly with my best friend during the last three days that was leading up to the moment.