Junior year, September 18th 2015, was my first home football game. I had been cheering for three years but this was my first year cheering for Brother Martin. I had cheered for Mount Carmel before but I wanted to cheer at football games. Mount Carmel doesn’t have a football league so I decided to try out for Brother Martin. I had been to Brother Martin football games before and I was always jealous of the cheerleaders, wishing I could be one. My time had finally come; I made the team, I practiced all summer, and now it was time to shine. My parents dropped me off at the tailgate while they went and parked the car. It was very crowded and I wasn’t too sure where to go. The place was full of brother Martin fans. People brought tents and tons …show more content…
The game started at 7:00, but all of the cheerleaders had to be on the field for 6:15 to warm up. There was no one in the stands yet but I was still somewhat nervous for some reason. For the next thirty minutes, we stretched, tumbled, and stunted, making sure we fixed all our mistakes so everything would look perfect for the game. The time went by so fast and all of a sudden the stands were full of crimson and gold, you could barely even see the gray color of the bleachers because there were so many people. Before I could even reach to feel my heart pounding, everyone started running to the field to do the “run out”. All of the girls got on the guy’s shoulders and we made two lines and left room in the middle for the football players to run through. It was extremely humid outside and there were bright lights shining everywhere. When the players were ready they ran through as the band played the fight song. After all of the players got through we got off of each other’s shoulders and sprinted back to the track where we would be cheering. When we got back, I could see a lot of my friends in the stands, they were all waving at me, one even threw a skittle at me. The game soon started, and the first cheer was called. I screamed “Go saders go!” to all of the fans. The fans and students cheered it back. The game went by fast and it was soon halftime. We had ten minutes to talk to all our friends. Sitting in the stands
Many things have helped to shape my identity to make me the person I am. The most influential thing that has shaped me is my culture. One of the biggest pieces of my culture that has done this is my participation in sports. Out of the sports I play, high school soccer has shaped me the most. Soccer in high school shaped my identity by making me more social, a leader, and open minded about diversity.
After four years of a new team every season, I went into my first practice of my fifth soccer season expecting the same to be true. Play on this team for one year and then be randomly placed on a different one the following year. Little did I know this team, especially the coaches, would leave a lasting impact on my life. I gained an invaluable support system that has stuck by my side for an upwards of nine years.
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
We did a lot of stuff together; we were practically brothers. But one time during our championship game against our rival school, our captain got into an accident and was unable to continue the game. I remember that game like it was just yesterday, when my friends and I played the most memorable game ever. The game started out with our team losing; our opponents were tough; they had strong defense and sharp offence. But that didn’t break our fighting spirit. Our captain told us to keep calm and not give up, no matter what. As the momentum of the game shifted to a tie, our captain was badly injured in an accident just before it was called half time. In the team dug out, our captain told me that it was up to me to lead the team to victory. I was scared bearing that kind of burden, but our captain reassured me that it would be okay and that he believed in me. And so I went and tried my best, but reality was much different than my expectations. Our opponent’s defense was impenetrable; we tried and tried, but it seemed futile. But I didn’t give up; our captain believed in me, he put the burden of winning the game on my shoulders after all. And then it happened; one of my teammates, Robel, had the
One incident that happened to me that change how I thought about sports was when I first started playing soccer. It all started when my mom said that I should join a sport to get me more active. It took me awhile to choose soccer at first because there were so many sports to choose from. I told my mom I wanted to play soccer. She signed me up to play for a non competitive league (GYSA) so I can learn the basics of the sport. She also told me to play I would have to maintain good grades. After hearing that i always tried my best in soccer and school.
Do you have that certain something that has affected your life for better? Football is that thing for me. I have played it as long as I could walk. I still remember the time when I was very little and my dad would take me to the front yard and we would play catch and talk about football for hours. I have enjoyed football in three big parts of life: Pee Wee, Junior High, and High school.
Everyone has life experiences. Some can be new and fun, like the first time ever going to Disney World as a child. Meeting your favorite movie characters and seeing stories come to life. Other can be tragic, like losing a loved one or suffering a car crash. No matter the experience we all learn from them. I am here to tell you about an experience of mine that I went through at an early age. At the age of 15, I told my parents that I wanted to play football. The sport of football really changed my view on life and taught me that things don’t come easy and that if you really want something, you’re going to have to put in the time and work. One of the many experiences of being in the sport of football is that practice is one of the toughest things I’ve ever went through, physically and mentally. Football taught me a lot about team work and working with others on doing and executing a job. Football made me faster stronger smarter and wiser. I had great coaches who always encouraged me to keep going whenever I wanted to quit because something was too hard or I was feeling
I didn’t care I still tried out. The cheers they had us do were easy the jumps were jumps I was doing in first grade. I made the team. I was happy even though deep down I was upset that I could be on the worst team in history. So as I started on the team, I soon realized that my idiot brother had no idea what he was talking about and it was a good team. I wanted to go back to my old coach so that I could learn how to do a back hand spring because everywhere I went I just couldn’t get myself to do it. Some coaches told me that it might be because I don’t trust them enough to do it. So I had a private class with her before her normal cheer practices. We were working on my round offs and cart wheels when she walked away to go answer her phone I went for my round off and didn’t land right and fell because it felt like my knee gave out. I got up and kept trying. When it was time for her teams to practice I was sitting on the floor in pain doing stretches with the girls thinking maybe if I just stretch it out itll feel better it didn’t I ignored it for a while till I went home and took my shoes off my foot swelled up like a balloon. I could barely walk
“Football changed my life and it gave me a platform to get out my aggression and it gave me a sense of value.” said by Dwayne Johnson. When I had nothing to do at home I could always go and play football with my friends instead of going out and doing something I shouldn’t. When you grow up with a family that loves football and goes to a school where the passion is mainly playing football. I ask myself every day what would my life be without football. If it wasn't for football, I don't know where I would be right now. Football kept me out of trouble and it also helped me out in school when I needed it the most. If I were to describe what makes me, me I would have to say its football.
Throughout my high school career, I have done sports. I did Circlet, swimming and rugby. High School, especially matric is known to quite stressful and full of lots of work and it was certainly for me. What those sports provided me was an escape, an escape from all the work, stresses and problems that did came in to my life. I not only did those sports to escape but to meet new people, create new friendships, to experience a family outside of home and also to form a brotherhood.
Have you ever been a part of a sports team and realized how greatly it has really impacted your life? If you have, you realize that being in a sport takes a lot of initiative, commitment, and teamwork skills. Throughout my high school career here at Sturgis High School, I have been a part of the varsity basketball, varsity softball, and varsity track teams. When you decide to commit your life to being a student athlete, it comes with a lot of ups and downs. Being a part of all the teams I have been a part of has made me grow into who I am now.
When I was younger, something that really changed me was when I broke my wrist and couldn’t play the sports that I wanted. I was in a game of lacrosse, a teammate tried to catch the ball that was thrown however it ricocheted off of his stick and slammed into my wrist. I was wearing protective gloves with ceramic plating, however there was still immediate swelling and I could barely move my hand. My coaches forced me to sit out for the rest of the game and I was told that if the swelling doesn’t go down in the next couple hours I was looking at missing the rest of the season.
Did you know that most people think simplicity and consistency are the most important factors in success? Well, I am one of those people. I wanted to become better at sports, but I didn’t have a person who could get me there, until my dad stepped in. He would take me to multiple different places, never stop for anything, and push me to my limits. He decided that if I wanted to become better at sports that he would get me there, anyway possible.
The summer of 2014 was a season that changed my life forever. It started off as a great, fun time that was full of friends, family and lots of football. About three quarters of the way through the summer, the football program hosts an annual scrimmage where we invite two other teams to our school and we scrimmage them. That year, I was on the Freshman football team and the day of the scrimmage, we were going up against Holland Christian and Mona Shores. It started off as a normal day of football.
For many people who have participated in athletics either at the middle school, high school, or college level their greatest inspiration and motivation has come from one of their coaches. I, certainly, was no different. While that influence usually will come in the form of something encouraging and constructive, sometimes, the lessons learned resulted in something much less helpful or reassuring. After all the years I’ve spent coaching, I believe that I’ve learned as much, if not more, from taking mental notes watching ‘questionable’coaching and realizing that their way wasn’t the way I ever wanted to do things.