Commencement of a Football scholarship
Minor, high voiced, and short is how I first remember starting my first adventures with football. I was born in Dallas, Texas and raised to be a Dallas Cowboy fan. Growing up in D-town all I could remember was watching some of my idols like Emmitt Smith, and Michael Irvin do tremendous things on the television screen. Watching these games as a child came to be a Sunday ritual for my family and I. Growing up watching the Cowboys of the past and present is what made me want to pursue my football career.
Maturity came a little further and at age 5 I was able to play legally on my uncles flag football team. It wasn’t as spectacular as the pros but to me I had never been so excited. The first day of practice came around and I had learned quickly that on the field my uncle was coach then and family after. We started off our first practice by conditioning; my uncle had the saying that “a team is only as good as it’s weakest link.” I felt miniscule compared to the other players, but what I did have on them was speed. I was able to use my speed to out do the other players and clutch my spot as a starter on the D-line. My first game came soon, and once the adrenaline hit me I knew I was hooked.
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Dreams of making it pro never left my mind, and I had started growing to the point where I had become more comfortable with my physical performance. From 7th grade to 12th I knew it was time to get serious if I ever thought about playing football in a later career. I had started participating in voluntary workouts that I knew would increase overall strength that I needed to participate at the next level. When High school came around you couldn’t help but notice the difference in the game. Everyone was more developed than the freshman coming in including me. I felt that I would never have a chance to start on the
Football has been a big part of my life ever since I was a little kid. I almost always tried to play football when I could with my brothers if they weren’t busy messing around. During recess in grade school my class would try to start a football game and I would be the first in to be picked on a team. My first time being on a “football team” was in little league my third grade year and I’ve never missed a year yet now that I am a senior in highschool and I’m hoping to continue it in college. Football made the person who I am today, it changed me in many ways and affected how I am as a person.
I had been told that it was much harder and the players were bigger faster and stronger, so I thought that I was not going to be the Tom’s next favorite target and that I got lucky in youth football by playing against a bunch of unskilled players. However I soon found out the middle school football was just as like youth football I would receive a short screen pass and then mostly because I was afraid to be tackled I would take off and score. With Jared throwing me the ball from either the line of scrimmage or forty yards down field we were unstoppable. We suffered one loss in our middle school career and went undefeated our 8th grade year. Yet again I was sure to be Tom’s next go to
High school football is very risky! There are so many ups and downs about this sport in particular. Many people would say it is dangerous for these young boys to play football though others will have a different outlook on it. Football is truly not that dangerous and it can be very helpful for some boys in various ways including, scholarships, personality and a learning experience.
I loved everything about the sport, knew everything about the sport, and simply wanted to be physically involved with the sport. I signed up for my local football organization and greatly anticipated the start of the season. My first season our team finished undefeated, winning each game with ease. I played offensive line and enjoyed every play, finally being a part of the sport I loved. My coach at the time admired my hard work and dedication, repeatedly telling my fellow teammates that we should all aspire to have a work ethic such as my own. At the end of the season, my coach suggested I practice to become a quarterback. A quarterback is usually one of the skinniest players on the team, a trait I certainly didn't have. If I were to be a quarterback, I would have to lose at least thirty pounds and practice almost every day until the next season. As crazy as the suggestion seemed to me at the time, I gladly accepted the challenge and almost instantly began to work to become the best quarterback I could
“If at first you don’t succeed try , try again.” At the age of six I was starting to play football. The game was a hard hitting running and commitment. I was six years old at the time now I’m fourteen a freshman in high school a lot has changed.
As a Freshman I played JV and Varsity football, because my whole dad side of the family played and continue to plays college football at schools such as NC State, Clemson, Fayetteville State, A&T, and more I was raised up to do the same. The beginning of my high school days was when I started to settle down a lot because of constant practice and more school work. Into my sophomore year I began getting more involved with school and taking part of activities such as serious hunting, lifting weights, and getting more involved in church. My junior year I gave up on football because I wanted a change and plus if I did not I was going to move to a different school that was known for football, my reasoning for not wanting that was because I did not feel like football was my life and I did not want to make that jump all for a
I honestly believe without football I would not have an identity since it played a crucial role in shaping me into the caring, smart, and passionate person I am today. Before football you could not pinpoint the difference between the herds of people who did not have a care in the world and myself. Ever since the 6th grade I frequently arrived to school tardy, got into multiple fights for no apparent reason, and often received disappointing grades; these bad habits became a daily routine that derived from the fact that I did not know any better. After being raised by parents who did not finish high school and never stressed the importance of school, I had no one to instill a moral compass within me. Anyways, at the beginning of my 7th grade year I was messing around in my Physical Education class when suddenly a football coach
When you go to fourth grade you start to tackle. This was so much fun, because all of us boys loved to tackle each other. This is the time where boys start to decide what position they want to play. Almost all boys want to play quarterback. I had a very good arm when I was young and I was always the tallest, but with my disability in being able to read the plays I never tried out for the QB position. I am glad though, because I am a pretty good tight end and that position got me to YSU.
When I was beginning high school as a freshman, I searched for an activity that I could participate in. I was looking to meet new people and hoping to be accepted by other students. I was willing to do anything for their acceptance. At the beginning of the school year a football meeting was announced, although I had never played football before, I decided to attend the meeting. From the day of that initial meeting, I will be in love with the game for the rest of my life. I learned of the consequences involved with participating in a full contact sport such as football. Many people ask if football is worth the risk for high school athletes. I decided that for me the benefits outweigh the risks.
College football has become big business. With the CEO’s of the universities, oops I mean “Presidents and Deans” bringing in the big money. It’s a genius idea really. They bring in millions of dollars each year and do not have to pay their employees, so it’s a hundred percent profit. Yes, they say they pay their players by giving them the value of a free education. How free is it? Not just on Saturdays but every day of the week the players but their own personal safety, emotional state, and life on the line. Half the time don’t even have time to go to the classes, but it’s okay the school clears them or sets up classes that are just on paper. Don’t even have time to eat somedays. Have to constantly deal with scrutiny from the media and student body. Even Scrutiny from the NCAA, because oh no you took $100 from your uncle to eat that week. Get trotted around by their somewhat respected school like a walking billboard. I have seen all of this first hand as I played college football for two years. It's been brought up time and time again. The majority of coaches think it's a great idea, I mean most coaches bring in million plus dollar contracts. That’s beside the point though. The NCAA still balks every time at the idea because it would cut into their profit margin and the lining of their own damn pockets. So, with boosters and agents running rampant giving players exactly what they want, the issue is no longer a question. Pay the players now.
One’s experiences in college often serve as her/his most concentrated and profound development as an individual. College requires many students to leave their communities and forces all to make countless decisions that will significantly influence the rest of their lives. These decisions often include who one will become, who they might spend the rest of their life with, and what career path one will follow. Although these decisions place great stress and pressure on the student, this pressure shapes and pushes the student to become the complete person who he/she shall become. Chickering’s Theory of Psychosocial Development lays out the transformative steps along a student’s path of growth while in college. With Chickering’s fifth vector of
To say that football has been a big part of my life would be a gross understatement. I still remember when, in 2nd grade, I walked onto the field in my comically small gear and had my first practice. Now, senior year, the last game of my ten year career is over. Crushing defeat. Sedro-Woolley walloped our undersized team 42-6. After that game I cried. I cried not because we lost, but because football, for me, was over. Looking back objectively I should have been glad it was done, we were not what you would call a winning team. My senior year was the first time we had won more than a single game in years. But in that moment, and now, that is
When I look back I remember that ninety percent of my life in high school was dedicated to football. All I thought about as a freshman was working hard and doing my best so that I could be moved up to varsity. Now that time is here and I can’t believe how fast the time went. There are only ten games left and then my high school football career is over. After the season is over the rest of the year is dedicated to homework and senior project.
For as long as I can remember football has been a part of my life in some way, shape, or form. When I was first born my grandfather said that I was solid and built to play football. I used to throw the football with my mother when I was a toddler and she always told me that when I tried to tackle her I hit really hard. My first organized football experience was when I was five. I had just moved to Manassas, VA from Washington, D.C. in 1994. It was around fall and that was right at the beginning of football season in the area. I remember telling my mother that I wanted to play, so she looked for a local organization for children. She came across the Greater Manassas Football League (GMFL) and that is where I began to play the game I love.
The training and practices required to play professional football are intense. You have to wear uncomfortable pads and helmets and endure grueling practices in the heat of the summer and you have to lift weights every day (Green 174). You have to train no matter what position you play. What’s important about is how the position works and how it contributes to the game. Young boys must join high school football team, the road to football star begins in high school.