A split second decision, a moment on the clock, an instant reflex. To be able to go back in a component quantity of various measurements used to sequence events, to compare the duration of events or the intervals between them, and to quantify rates of change of quantities in material reality or in the conscious experience and constitute a different outcome, I would take advantage of it in an instant. Everytime I step out on a court I wish I could go back and rewrite history. But that’s what it is, it’s history. From the time I could walk I was athletic. Everyone in my family knew that sports was my road to success. I started when I was about four. My mom would tell me stories of her days as a volleyball player and my one goal in my lifespan …show more content…
People were asking me where I wanted to go to college, who I was going to play for, telling me of all the places I would go. Colleges were just over the horizon and I was set. I had gotten chosen to play for a select volleyball team, playing for a coach that played four years of collegiate volleyball, and teammates who all made volleyball a priority in their life. One dive ruined my future, one coach who was not paying attention ruined my chances, one teammate who did not want to hit the ground ruined my shoulder. I blocked one ball and it tipped my finger just enough for me to have time to come back down and try and pancake the ball. As I was sliding to pancake it, I hit a dry spot on the floor. My shoulder was jammed back into my rotator cuff as my body rolled on top of it. My body kept sliding, but my shoulder did not. The weight of my body kept my shoulder still while it dislocated. The tendon in my bicep caught onto my shoulder and once the weight was lifted it was enough to hold my arm in. My coach said she did not see the play, that my arm would be fine and I should tough it out. She did not pull me out until one of my teammate’s dad stopped the game and told my coach that she had to pull me out because it was not an injury that I should just “tough out”. He took me to the athletic trainer on site and she had to reset my shoulder twice because my muscles were not strong enough to hold it …show more content…
It gave out the day after two-a-days and my doctors told me I would be lucky if I played one game in the season. My first official year on varsity I was devastated. It was horrifying watching years upon years of work go down the drain. I could barely move my arm to write in class let alone pass a ball in practice. I was a middle blocker, passing was supposed to be simple and my shoulder should work. I hit, I block hits that leave marks on your arms, I press against hitters and fight for the ball to stay on their side of the court. That’s my job, my shoulder has to
From the time that I could walk I had sports on my mind, walking around with a little baseball and bat or even a football. But as I grew up I found out there are even better sports than just your basic everyday high school events. The first one I seen was snocross, racing snowmobiles at high speeds with only one thing on your mind and that is to win. Soon after though came the introduction to the X-Games and it became my childhood dream to perform there with everyone screaming my name.
The parent’s, coaches and players all have a responsibility in being alert to signs of injury and following guidelines to prevent injuries. Proper warm-up, rest periods and early detection are key to maintaining shoulder health and all symptoms should be gone before a player is returned to the field.
I had eaten great all day and I was ready for hell. I got there and didn’t realize there were 100 kid trying out for 2 teams. Mikey and I started off by doing line drills and I wasn’t the best but I was doing what coach had asked everyone to do. I was the only one giving it 110%. Then long field passes were next. Again this was all new to me and I was just going with it. Thirty minutes into practice I felt a bump on my shoulder. It was coach Haven. He asked me, “Hey La Garsssa how long have you been playing lacrosse for? I responded with “oh you know 30mi…. he was shocked and wasn’t ready for the response. I did have great ball handling skills and I was working my ass
As a child I was not in to many sports or involved in school activities. Going through high school I figured out that being involved in a sport or a school club would make my high school experience better. The first and only sport I chose to do was track. Track changed my whole high school experience and life. I learned to never give up, and it kept me out of trouble throughout my four years of high school.
My 8th grade year around the month of February people were starting to recognize spring football was right around the corner. I was a middle school stud says most coaches I played bandit and sometimes safety full time. Tine seemed to fly faster and faster day by day the team was coming ! Spring had finally come and walking on the I was a pretty favorable upcoming freshman by coaches and players. The first couple of practices were great I never known so much went into high school football but I eventually found out. My knee was hurting a lot my 7th grade year because of ball that
I’ve always been the type of person that truly enjoys athletics and have participated in nearly all sports offered to me. I started playing sports in elementary with club softball and basketball. As I entered my middle and high school years I was able to add the school sanctioned sports to my list of activities. This afforded me the opportunity of competing in volleyball, basketball, golf, track and softball. The camaraderie and life lessons of sports seemed invaluable to me.
Sports play a very important role in my life ever since I could walk. My interests in playing sports began at the age of three as my parents signed me up for soccer, flag football, basketball, and lacrosse. First grade started my competitive edge as I began to play for travel teams in various sport tournaments. This competitive edge transferred from the sports field to the classroom having teachers and coaches helping me be the best I can be. Sports have continually well-shaped and defined my character by teaching me how to accept a win from working hard, also how a loss is an opportunity to learn and fix mistakes.
Intro – High school, a time that was hopefully one of the best times of someones life, although there were probably a few bumps along the way. Today I am going to list ten of the top mistakes kids make in their high school career.
It was November 1st and it was the day of my last volleyball game. I ran into my friend Eri and we started talking about the game later that day. It was against Tunkhannock. They were the best volleyball team from our area, and wouldn’t you know it on our senior night we had to play against them. Senior night was the one night where the seniors were recognized, whether they were good or not. The whole day the team was joking about how much we would lose by against our rival team. In a game to fifteen we thought we would end up owing them points.
I woke up every morning drove to physical therapy before 6:00 a.m. and then made my way to school. This injury happened halfway through my basketball season and being our only pitcher for our softball team and softball being right around the corner, this injury was very traumatic to me. With this in mind I knew I had to work especially hard to
I had played on the volleyball team all through my junior high days, and was a starter on the “A” freshman team when I reached high school. As a sophomore, I couldn’t believe it when I got the towel thrown in on me. I was devastated when I was cut from the team. Volleyball was my life; I absolutely loved the sport. How could they do this to me? Everyone told me things would turn out fine, but how did they know? A close friend of mine wrote me a letter stating, “I know that right now it is hard to accept the paths that God has chosen for us, but I am sure whatever you decide to do with what has been thrown in your way you can surpass everyone else”. I thought about what that really meant, and decided she was right. I had been thrown something I was not sure what to do with or how to handle, but with a little advice from my brother, Chris, I decided to take a risk and try something new. I chose to become a member of our school’s cross-country team.
I brought my foot back to take a shot and BAM! I got hit with a shoulder from behind. I fell and felt a snap. I broke my collarbone for the 4th time. So I had to miss out on the rest of the season this spring.
It was the start of summer 2002, and the Mid America Youth Basketball (MAYB) national tournament was taking place in Andover, Kansas. Along with the rest of the team, I was excited to play some basketball for the first time since the middle school basketball season was over. Our team, Carlon Oil, had been together and played every summer for the last four years. We were a really good team, with an overall record of 65-4 over those four years and were hoping to continue our legacy. Lonnie Lollar, our coach for the summer, was also the coach of our high school basketball team. I had a history of groin injuries, and every summer it seemed that I would have to sit out at least a game on the bench icing my groin. But this summer was different, and I along with everyone in the gym wouldn't have expected my summer to end with a injury such as a broken leg.
Growth is like sports the more you practice the better you will get. In sports you make mistakes and learn from it just like in school, if you make a mistake you go back to your desk and see what you did wrong. Every time i make a mistake in football i turn around and do it again till i get it right. Through my junior year i have made plenty of mistakes but i have learned from every single one of them.
Throughout my early childhood, I went through several different phases. I practiced an abundance of different activities such as: dance, baseball, tumbling, gymnastics, and even baton. However, none of these sports or hobbies stuck. That is, until I discovered volleyball. Never have I felt the love for something as much as I did this sport. Volleyball has had an unimaginable impact on my life in so many ways. I would not be the person I am today if not for this sport.