Volleyball In My Life

Imagine a person putting in so much work and dedication towards something that they care little to nothing about. Well, that was a reality for me. After my freshman year season of football, I began to not have a passion for the game I had played since second grade. The lack of passion for the game of football led me to start playing volleyball, and that decision had so many positive effects on me. The most prevalent of those effects are how I met so many wonderful people through the game, how I completed my dream of becoming a Division one athlete, and how I got to help out so many people through volleyball. When I decided to play volleyball instead of football there were many people who were not happy with my decision. I was constantly called

I lost some friends due to that one simple decision, but little did I know I would make so many more wonderful friends from the game of volleyball. I remember the first time I stepped into a gym to play volleyball, everyone was so nice to me. I had some of my best friends on the team already, but there were people who I hardly even knew who treated me like we had been friends since childhood. Between my three years of high school volleyball and my two years of club volleyball, I have met so many people that will have a special place in my heart for my whole life. Every single volleyball coach I had has had a positive influence on my life. My first volleyball coach, Tamari Clementi, taught me all of the fundamentals of the game. Tim Kujawa, my varsity volleyball coach, taught me how to be a leader, that anything is possible, and a person can overcome any obstacle with

Since there are only about 40 DI-DII that offer men’s volleyball and they all compete for the NCAA Division 1 National Championship, I knew it was not going to be easy. However, once I started progressing and improving in the game of volleyball, I saw that my dream could turn into a reality. After my final season of high school volleyball, I sent out my highlight tape to colleges all across the country. Once I did that I found myself traveling about every other weekend to many different schools for recruiting visits. When I was finally done with all my recruiting visits, I made up my mind and chose King University. I felt that I found a school that would meet both my athletic and academic needs, and I received an athletic scholarship. When I received that scholarship offer I was as happy as the little Indian boy who found the gold nugget in Burnett’s story (Burnett ¶12). The sport of volleyball helped me achieve my dream and helped me find an amazing school to continue my dream