Later, I joined my middle school basketball team. I recall almost fainting a couple of times during basketball practice, but I kept believing that I can improve my health through intense physical activity. At the time, I had a mentality where I refuse to lose to my own body’s weakness. I believed that I could fight against my asthma and win. Yet, I still didn’t see any improvement in my health after a year had passed.
I was very wrong about that. During the tryouts, I couldn’t keep up with the other girls. I didn’t make the team, but I was the home manager for the team. I enjoyed being the manager because I got to see how much running I would have had to do if I had made the team. I am so glad that I didn’t make the team, because I can’t run over a long period of time and I would have to be in a game for 30 minutes at a time.
But what I did not realize was all of the things I was going to give up. As a team we have six days straight of softball a week and someday it will be practice which are at least three hours. Also the days we do not have practice we have two games a day. As players we are always very tired from the long days and many of us think that if we had less time at softball, we would work harder while we were there. Although, I do understand the coaches logic for having us play that much because the more practice we get the better we will be when it comes game time.
The Concussion While growing up my life had always been about basketball. Because of playing this sport I ended up getting an injury that not only injured my body but also my life. My injury was not like any other injury to the body, it was to my head. I didn’t know it then but brain injuries are hard to fully heal from. I learned this when I had thought that I got over my concussion until my grades started to plunge due to the fact that I was missing school because of migraines that had me crying myself to sleep and that were so bad that I wasn’t able to function normally.
We were playing well, winning most of our games, and creating better chemistry. Then it happened again. I don't remember the blow that lead to it, but from what my teammates tell me I was hit in the head many times that game. Coach finally pulled me out when I was woozy after I had been hit the last time. Two years in a row I received a concussion in summer off-season training.
I started to practice at my house—it was the only hoop available for me at the time. Everyday, I would go outside and just shoot as many shots as I can so, I could make my form better. A few weeks of practicing, I started to see progress in my form—I made more shots than usual. Since I thought I was getting better, I decided to ask my parents if they could put me in a basketball team. My parents agreed without any hesitation.
I’m left wondering what would the outcome be like had Arthur been hands down the better athlete of the two? The coach made it seem like the choice was made because Arthur wasn’t excelling on the court like they expected him to. I don’t understand how its legal to lie to these kids like this. There should be some kid of legal binding contract to make sure these kids are taken care of no matter what. You drag them out of their comfort zone, change up everything they’ve know only to kick them back out on the streets when things don’t go in a positive direction.
Work hard, push yourself, put the time in, and stay determined and you can do great thing in life. This was something my parents told me repeatedly throughout my childhood. When they would tell me this I never really believed them. However, many years later I realized that their words could not be more true. It was the fall of my junior year in high school, I was almost done with the swimming season.
It was around the time of my freshman year, I was 14 years old, and that’s when I began to set my mind to certain things. In the past I had been swimming on a year-round team competitively, then when it came to my freshman year I joined high school swim as well. I always thought to myself that I wasn’t good enough and I could never win, or at best make a section time. However, later on that season, I realized I was good enough, because I believed in myself and set my mind to win and did not give up, and eventually my times immensely improved. After many months of training, it was time for League Champs to begin.
During warm ups many athletes would dunk the ball during the layup drill. During the game I observed how quick the point guards would get past defenders and also how fast the defenders recovered on defense. Conclusion: In conclusion the overall importance of this assignment was to observe and analyze the behaviors of athletes and teams in their natural sport setting. I believe observing this men’s basketball game has taught me a lot. Through observations, I learned that the amount of time and dedication the athletes and teams put into and in preparation for a game and sport in general is
In the past, someone told me to never give up on something that I am not able go a day without thinking about, no matter what obstacles come my way. Volleyball has become a big part of my life and I see myself applying all that I have learned from this sport to my future endeavors. It definitely has impacted my life overall and I believe my life would be totally different without it. Without playing volleyball, I would not have made all the life-long friendships and amazing memories that continue to grow everyday.
Of course, my team decided we were not going to take the game too serious since we won before and karma caught up with us really fast. Somehow, two quarters in and we were losing terribly but I had to let my team with a horrible fall to my head. In the beginning, I was unaware of injury to my head so I kept on playing till I felt dizzy and knew something was wrong. Even after my terrible fall, I wanted