The Final Whistle
As the final whistle blew and the last of the crowd was leaving, me and my teammates cringed as we glanced up to see the final score. The other team celebrated with their friends and family as we went too our coach to get yelled at once again. This was the last game of the season and we finished winning a total of zero games, probably the worst record in E.L Wright middle school history. After listening to the last speech of the season from our head coach all of the players grabbed their bags and proceeded to the locker room. As we walked down the long dirt road towards our locker room we all looked at one another and surprisingly every single one of us had a big smile on our face.
E.l wright middle school the years before us were known for dominating the sport of football almost every year. When my
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To make matters worse the team we were going up against were the defending region champs and a currently undefeated team. They were the Dent Blue devils and they were stacked with the meanest, biggest players of the whole district. We already figured we were going to lose so the record they had didn’t intimidate us considering everybody we played was meaner and bigger than us anyway. Our game plan was simple, Run the ball up the middle, Hope to get at least a yard and try our best not too fumble the ball. Scoring wasn’t even in our minds because the Blue devils haven’t given up a single point all season. They were ferocious on defense and was by the far the most difficult opponent we would face all season. As we prepared for our future death, all 17 of us, somebody spoke up after coach got finished talking after our last practice. “As long as we play our hardest we can win” said the person. All of us turned our heads at Karl as he began too unstrap his pads. Everybody agreed with him sarcastically but you could tell Karl was as serious as can
The first day we got there we had started off so wrong by arguing. We weren’t doing well and we argued most of the time. Us as a team, we honestly made ourselves look bad in front of the coordinators and other teams that were watching us. The coaches had given us a real big pep talking about sticking together as a team to make us better. Although we didn’t think we needed it, it actually
It 's the day before my last high school varsity basketball game as a senior… Wow four years went by this fast who would have imagined this day would have came. All day I was thinking about the season ending. This game meant everything to me, it wasn 't any ordinary game. It 's a section game! Win or go home.. With it being my last high school game I wanted to close the chapter knowing I gave it my all. Practice was probably the most intense it 's ever been for me. Emotions were flaring and we were all on the grind.
Although I wasn’t too good at basketball to begin with, I did have high hopes for our team. I believed my team and I could win conference this year, my last year at Glenside Middle School. We were a distinct group of kids from different cultures and ethnicities, the only thing we shared was a common goal.
One December morning, right before Christmas break, I was talking with a friend when our football coach came over to talk to us. I really respected and admired my coach and we always got along very well. My coach told us he was leaving Melbourne Central High School to go work in California. I had no idea what to say. I was in utter disbelief I was barely able to mutter a simple "Good Luck". One of my goals for the upcoming year was to have a good football season, just for my coach, because I really felt he deserved it. Most days I would have lunch with the coach where we would talk not only about football but also life and current events. When he left, I lost not only a coach but a friend and mentor. I knew I would always miss him. I did not believe that his departure, however, would threaten my football career or my love of playing. I was wrong.
Everyone knew we had a bunch of capability this season, so all the seniors were looking forward to the season. Ty Waltz and I were elected at the team captains, so that made me feel better as a player and individual to have that responsibility. At the beginning of the season, we had to deal with a few injuries so playing to our full capability was really hard. We won our first two games, then we had a rough stretch of really good teams. We didn’t win any of them, but we hung in with a Division one team, so we were pretty happy with that. Everything went pretty well from there. We started winning again, and we even beat Ottawa Glandorf and Celina for the first time in LB soccer history. OG has always either beaten us or tied until we upset them 2-1 at their own field. We had a bunch of momentum going into tournaments this season. Our first game, we dominated Ada 10-0. After that game, we had to go play at Riverdale. There was something about that team that we just couldn’t beat, even though we were better than them. We ended up losing that game 1-0, and I didn’t know what to think. Even though my high school soccer career was over, I handled it pretty
To this day, this game haunts me and sometimes I find it hard to sleep at night because I am too busy thinking of what should have been. Looking back, the way to describe the ending to my senior season is disappointment; not only in myself, but in my entire team. Being the only senior it felt like more of betrayal than anything. It felt like my teammates knew they had more than a second chance to redeem themselves so they were not as heartbroken and sympathetic towards the loss and towards
I recall looking into the passionate eyes of one of my fellow seniors and telling him, “We have twenty-four minutes of football left in our lives, let’s make them count.” Our team continued to resist the embarrassment of helplessness in the second half, but it appeared obvious that we were outmatched. We lacked size, strength, speed, and proper teaching; four things that highly increase your chances of winning a football game. With around two minutes left in the football game Newton had the ball. I remember thinking “This will be the last drive of my life.” The temperature continued to drop, and we were losing forty five to
It was the last season of my football career and it could not have been going better. We were winning games and were having a blast. The team was giving high fives and banging helmets together. We were a true family; growing closer than any team I had ever been with before. I was standing with my teammates as we said the same prayer before our game as we did every week. “Our Father Who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.” The deep, strong voices rang throughout the room sending chills down my back. I loved it.
My sophomore year eager to begin baseball season, I've have so much detonation and disappointment from the prior year. The team and i had been preparing our butts off this off season. We were determined to break the curse of the baseball team. Out of the past teams no one never made it passed the fourth round and we were willing to do anything to change that. This was the year that we told our self's that were we going to make it the distance and nothing was going stand before us. We needed to be the team to recall as the ones who broke the condemnation and made it to state.
The team was ready, we had been working extremely hard for the past seven months for this. We were all in great shape and very rested. A few of the returning players were meeting me at my house to carpool to the final game of the state championship tournament. Everyone knew that the hard work had paid off when we won the semi-final game the preceding day.
I believe that there is no fear because there is nothing in sports that you can not face for example, football my freshman year I was a little scared to play on the field and get hit or miss a tackle but I never showed it to my teammates or coaches but then one game my coach put me in and I remember getting the football and I ran for 30 yards until a kid from the other team hit me but then I went in again this time I was blocking and I see someone come full speed at me and just hits me..I fell on the ground hard but I quickly got back up and still blocked...The point is It did not hurt as much as I thought also we have protection, after that day I wanted to be in more I gained confidence and no fear through that experience. My Sophomore year came and I was more involved in football this year because I knew what I was doing and I was not afraid. I did not just have a fear of only football I
With this in mind, I advised my teammates to play every point in every game as if it was the final point. We played this way when we won the County championship, then the Long Island championship, up until the New York State championship, where we were unfortunately outmatched. I was more than honored to have led my team to the States, and so proud of my teammates. In my final year, it is important to leave something behind on the team. What I tried to leave behind with every girl was knowledge of their own leadership capabilities.
Everyone knew that this game was going to be impossible to win, so we all sort of shrugged it off. The last practice before this game consisted of reminiscing more than drills. Even our coach knew we were going to get killed, but for some reason everyone had in the back of their minds ‘what if…’
The past four years have been fun and easy for some and a struggle for others. When I reflect on my high school experience, I think of watching football games, playing softball, homecoming weeks, school trips, parties and time with my friends. Others have spent their time in drama, band, community service, part-time jobs and all sorts of other activities. We have all watched Mr. LHS grow along with us until it became a big part of the high school year. I enjoyed laughing with and at the guys as they showed off their talents. This year’s homecoming football game was one of the most exciting ones we have had, with four quarters and three overtimes when we beat Jackson 48 to 42 for a homecoming victory. No matter what types of experiences we have had, I think they are important to remember and grow from.
One Friday night some friends and I decided to attend our high school's football game. Upon arriving, the stadium was already covered with overjoyed, and exciting fans. During the game, there was excited chattering about the party. Everyone was talking about going. Finally, the game was in the last seconds of the fourth quarter,a nd oru team was winning. The crowd was all fired up. When the game endend, everyone stampeded to theri cars and headed to the party leaving the once filled stadium deserted.