Soccer Ball: Play Analysis

“I learned about life with a ball at my feet.” What do you first think about when you hear the word soccer? Do you think about the coolest goal ever made? Or maybe the best jukes you’ve ever seen? Well there’s more to soccer than scoring goals and juking people. To some people, there’s a meaning to every goal, kick, and pass. Soccer has a meaning. To some people, soccer is just a dumb and , boring sport that is completely useless. But to others it’s a lifestyle because, it revolves around their everyday life. There’s people passionate about this sport, and I’m one of them.

The whistle screeches and everyone are off; trying to gain the prized possession, the football. It's a battle of skill, tricks, teamwork and daringness. It’s only 5 minutes in and the other team has the ball. They are passing it around us weaving in and out, heading right for our

Kids heading the ball is very dangerous because many kids can get concussions they can also get concussions from hitting each others heads that is most common when players try to head the ball. Kids under the age of 11 or 10 shouldn’t be able to header the ball.

Now knowing that we were in the middle of the season I made it my goal to get a hit left-handed by the end of this season. I knew this would take a good bit of time, but to fulfill my goal I had to learn it as quickly as possible. The day after, we were given the day off, but a teammate and I decided to have our own batting practice in the batting cage. I then switched over and attempted the left-handed side. I tried hitting the ball, and I struggled to put the barrel of the bat on the ball. It felt as if I was unfamiliar with knowing how to hit a baseball. I thought to myself "I've been hitting a ball with the knowledge of how to do so since I began playing baseball." That is when my teammate told me that when I was batting left-handed, I swung the bat entirely different from when I hit right-handed. That sparked a light bulb in my head on how to correct my

“Matt,y you will be starting forward now,” Mr. K. said right before I nervously stepped onto the field, sweating like a man in a sauna. The whole summer I practiced soccer with my dad for two hours a day to make the team my sixth grade year. I wasn’t looking to start, I was just looking to make the team. While my friends were at the beach or at friend’s house, I would be playing soccer.

My heart was briskly pumping. I have never been this fearful and apprehensive for anything in my life. The event that would transform my life forever was happening. This was the day I was going to move out of Florida

While soccer is singled out as one of my very strong passions, I find myself playing harder and smarter during school soccer. With the help of Craig Rocastle, former professional soccer player and the current coach of Seaman High School, we are undergoing one of the best seasons Seaman High has ever had. Presently after seven games we have yet to face defeat; furthermore, Rocastle pushes our team to the limits and states, “We will fly, I am proud of our season so far but there is still another level in us.” As our team enter each game with new mentalities and expectations we are; in fact, becoming a better team while also handling the task at hand and winning the game.

Being shoved to the ground and coming up with a mouthful of turf and a bloody nose isn’t the ideal way to spend a friday night, but for me, it's something I put blood, sweat, and tears into. Soccer has been a passion of mine since my father dropped me off at the local YMCA when I was at the tender age of four. Spending all of my free days for thirteen years running after a soccer ball is arguably what made me into the person I am today. Unity, tenacity, passion and pride have all been morals that are valued within the sport and in my own philosophy. I have explored places I’d never give a second thought to because my sport took me there. Friends I had made came from the sport I played. I never ended up asking for friends to come over because to me, practice was hanging out with my friends, doing an activity with a purpose.

I have been playing soccer since before I could even walk. In fact, I joined my first soccer team at the age of five. Soccer is something I have always loved and been passionate about. When I was on the co-ed recreation league teams I was one of the only girls on my team, so I had to compete with boys who doubted me and thought I was weak. I worked hard during practice and out of practice to become better and, eventually, I became more aggressive than them. My eighth-grade year, I tried out for the school’s co-ed soccer team and was confident that I would make the team. During the three hard days of try-outs, I pushed myself to improve each day and received several compliments from the coaches. On the last day, the head coach pulled me aside to tell me

Boom,the ball went flying. All my life I have loved and will always love baseball.I started playing when I was two years old. Ever since I 've been playing I have always wanted to do two things, hit a grandslam and rop a home run hit. “Today is the day,” is what I keep saying to myself. Today I will do the two things I wanted to do my whole entire life.

Drained of energy, I drag my legs across the gym floor trying to run faster and faster. I keep circling around the gym like a track star in a race, trying to get as many points as possible for my team in this game of kickball. I almost make it to home base when someone on my team kicks the ball like a wild ape and it gets caught by a giant sixth grader. As we are switching sides to play the outfield, the principal came in to yell at some boys who were acting just rowdy and pathetic. Once the principal took them to his office we continued our game of kickball. Nobody on my team could catch a ball to get the others out, it was like they all had a bad case of butterfingers. As my team just kept watching the other team go around and around in

Soccer isn’t a one guy sport, it is a team sport. Soccer has a basic rules; First, we can’t touch the ball with our hand; only the goalkeeper can; Second, there are two cards; one is a yellow card, and the other is a red card; yellow card means if we got the yellow card warns us did another foul we will get another yellow card, if we get the second yellow card, the referee will give us a red card, and a red card means, we will not continue the match, and can’t play the next match. There’s two type of soccer; one of them is the normal soccer, and the other one is the beach soccer. Normal soccer we play in the stadium; the beach soccer, we will play at the beach with sand. We can’t start a match without our eleven players on our team. I started playing soccer when I was four years old. At seven, I started in a club; it was fun, especially when we enter the stadium. Soccer was created in China. Believe it or not, soccer is the famous sport in the United Kingdom now, but in 1394, their king banned soccer! Soccer isn’t a sport for me; it is a way of life.

“Fhweeoooo! Halftime” , yelled the referee.Coming back from the field I knew that we were about to get a mouthful of yelling from Coach Vernon. Starting the game 0-2 in a championship game was not pleasant. “

During my eleventh grade year of high school, I played soccer. First off, before you can play soccer you have to learn the language of the sport so you will understand how to play, what the coach is saying, and where you are supposed to be on the field.

My brother just started playing soccer. This was his first time and he didn’t know that much about it. I had played when I was little and I knew somethings about soccer so I figured I could teach him what I knew. We started and he so caught on.