I have never played a single second in a game of soccer in my life, and people said I should play soccer because I am really good at it. So it was back in Kindergarten when we started doing soccer for a PE lesson. And as kids they wouldn’t be as good as kids like in 2nd Grade so they taught us how to kick the ball, how to play the game, what to do,etc. The main thing we had to learn was kicking the ball. The teachers just taught us how to kick the ball. Just kick the ball. So people were wondering why I didn’t like soccer. So I started playing and i was thinking “this is a game The don’t play on TV” because my dad would only watch baseball and football as sports so I was a little bit confused what we were doing. Then once around 1st Grade when we …show more content…
So I started to hate everything in PE just because of dodgeball. Also at davenport we would have days where all we do was play tag games and I loved doing tag games. The had the best games at davenport because we were little. And in 3rd Grade we got the full fledged version of soccer with fouls and where you had to sit down. And there were a couple of kids that would throw a fit if they didn’t their ways and when the ball got stolen from them. I had to sit down once because I got pushed and accidentally ran into a girl and they didn’t see her I got pushed but I fell and the girl fell and she was crying. Then we had one big game of soccer with all of the 3rd graders and it was massive and crazy. Also when we played soccer nobody know what a flop was (when you intentionally fall on the ground and pretended that someone pushed you) so there were no dumb calls. Now in fourth grade if you touched a kid while playing soccer you would get in trouble because of safety
It was my first day in school. I was very nervous and shy as I entered my first class. I could see none of them were Asian or Indonesian. They were all Australian instead. Contrary to what I thought, they were all very friendly. They started to talk about my favorite sport, so I told them that I liked football and then asked them whether they played football or not. Later I was asked to play football with them, but I was startled to discover that my football was different from theirs. What I meant by football was soccer and what they meant was Australian football. After one my Australian friend explained the differences between soccer and football, I started to realize that football and soccer are different in tactics, rules and also styles.
From an early age I always knew I would be playing soccer my whole life. My dad showed me the ropes of how to play and got me interested right away. By the age of three I had started playing, and to this day I have not stopped. Soccer has been a huge part of my life and I don’t know where I would be today if I never played. I met some amazing people playing soccer including my coaches who encouraged me and told me never to give up as well as my teammates who became my friends and were always there for me.
I started playing soccer when I was four years old. At the time I had a lot of problems. To name a few, I was bad at working with others, I was a sore loser, and I did not handle pain or disappointment well. When I started to play soccer I had a low self esteem and was terribly shy. Going up and talking to people was not on my list of things to do. This made it pretty hard for me to fit in with all the other kids and make friends. It was hard to enjoy playing soccer when I felt as though I had no friends on the team. My parents noticed my dislike in the sport, but urged me to keep playing anyway.
I played soccer since I was seven, as of the last few years I played at a very high level. I have represented Ohio South two times at a regional showcase, I have been invited to participate in a camp in Manchester, England and attended the camp twice. Also last Season for the Newark High School soccer team I was named first team all league and third team all central district. Soccer was the first sport I truly loved to do, I wanted to be the best. I work hours upon hours to master whatever part of the game I wanted to improve on. Soccer has taught me to have a great work ethic, and that mentality came when I was cut from the state team the first time I tried out. It was the worst thing that has ever happened to me, I was destroyed, and I thought I was not good but I knew I could do better. The next year I worked, I got bigger, stronger, faster, my soccer I.Q. was higher;therefore, overall I was a much better player. The result of that work, was that I made the team, but not only, I made the starting line up. After that I knew I could accomplish anything I put my mind to.
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.
Now you have to understand that I'm not athletic at all. I never have been. I never played sports, never wanted to, and so of course I hated soccer. Sorry to people who like soccer, I don’t mind watching it though. My understanding of the rules was limited to; don't use your hands and get the ball in the goal. That remains my understanding today, which shows you how much I've progressed in sports; not at all. My idea of playing soccer was to run with the rest of the kids and hope no one kicked the ball in my direction.
I remember being nine years old, and like any other elementary school kid my mother had me playing soccer. Most kids don’t play soccer with the intention of continuing, and neither did I. When I was nine though, something clicked, and it started with one day, one moment, and one decision that changed who I could’ve been as a person today.
The definition of soccer: “A game played by two teams of eleven players with a round ball that may not be touched with the hands or arms during play except by the goalkeepers. The object of the game is to score goals by kicking or heading the ball into the opponent 's ' goal.” When I think about the thing I’m most passionate about, soccer pops into my head right away. Soccer represents more than just a game to me. The sport gives me an outlet distract me from the real world, it taught me to overcome a battle that shaped my character, and my teammates bring out the best in me.
I was always taught that soccer was to be about the love of the game and that it should be fun. Unfortunately, I faced many obstacles that I needed to overcome before I could truly love the game for what it was worth. I grew and continued to love the game, knowing little at the time of the obstacles I would be faced with, and would need to overcome. My struggles with soccer began early in my life. I was an average player, who had a drive to succeed and go far.
It was one of those moments that just stays with you forever. Scoring my first ever goal in soccer has just always been a part of me. I remember playing in the little fields as first graders with the small balls at our feet. I remember the small goals with even smaller first grade goalies on both ends of the field that. And one day, I shot the ball to find it in the back of the net, for the first time in my life.
Sometimes small silly things can impact an individual positively or negatively forever. That is exactly what happened to my family. I happened around December, and lucky for us it was something that united us as a family, when i decided to register for soccer team . This simple decision was taken because i wanted to try something new and also I wanted something to do for i couldnt get bored. BUt slowly this hobby turned into something very important for me and my family. Also I remember very clearly the day I had the sudden spark of inspiration to take part in a soccer team. It all started when i was sitting down on the sideline like a sack of potatoes watching my younger cousin run from goal to goal chasing the soccer ball. That was their
Have you ever felt like you deserved better? When I think of disappointment it always presents itself no matter what, if it is through relationships, parents, siblings, sports etc. it happens. Well I had a rough time my freshmen year, with soccer. Honestly soccer has been a big part of my life for so many years now. I made a lower team I don't believe I should have been chosen for and lots of people felt the same way. I deserved the spot over someone else. It's not my decision though it’s all up to the coaches. It was a rough year trying to give all my effort into playing soccer, because I had a confidence problem or insecurities about what type of player I am. I would say things about myself that would lower my confidence level, just wanted to give up.
Then, I decided I should play soccer because I needed to get out of my comfort zone. After I got into soccer and went to practices and played at tournaments, I began to like soccer more and I became better at playing the sport. I did have days where I felt like I play better than my other teammates because I strictly trained myself to become a better player. I felt like I can run faster, kick better, and dribble the ball faster than my other teammate.
After getting the chance to play soccer in different places around Los Angeles, I got the oppourtunity to meet people with different level of skills and dedication to the game. I used to play in a co-ed league at Santa Monica every Sundays but stopped due to time restraint. In this paper, I will be talking about three players that I interviewed and played with for a short period of time. In addition, I will be comparing and contrasting them to each other and have an assumption of who the best player can be.
Finally, we have reached the age to play sports, but what sport would be the best? Many kids turn to baseball and football because these are America’s past time sport, but there is always a select few that choose soccer. Why, because their parents force them to play. Soccer, in a parents point of view, is seen as a safe exercise sport, you can make friends and most important, get outside. At such a young age, kids have never been the best at following directions, which leads to chaos on the field. Kids swarm around the ball wishing for the chance to kick the ball a couple of times. In all truth, “Kids don't grow up wanting to watch tag on TV, or be a professional tag player, and that's really how most kids who play it view soccer. It's fun, its outdoors and it involves running around, but that's about it” (Emen). Besides the fact of parents forcing soccer down the kids throat, they get the image that soccer will forever be a disorganized sport, which in all truth can be at some points. The main reason for this is because in America, we were never taught how to play s...