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From inside the locker room, I could hear the crowd screaming my name among others, "Miller, Miller, Miller! Kulesa, Kulesa, Kulesa!" My best friend Kelsey Miller and I were the co-captains of the USA Olympic Field Hockey Team. We were considered rookies and lucky. Rookies because this was only our first year on the team and lucky because our other team members had voted us, out of everyone to be the captains. Since we were captains we both got to have a "c" embroidered on our uniforms. We have been best friends ever since I could remember and when we both made the United States Olympic team it was a dream come true. This year the Olympics were in Jamaica and the atmosphere of the arena was beyond fantastic. We had beaten everyone from Poland to Russia, and we had made it to the gold medal round. While we were undefeated our opponent was the undefeated Shanghai' team. Since they were known as the best team in the world we knew it was going to be a tough game, because we were only known as the dream team.
Right before the game was about to start and we were about to take the field, all of our team mates were either wrapping their sticks out of habit, pacing nervously, or adjusting their hair to make sure it didn't fall out and taking off all of their jewelry. As we were walking out onto the field the crowd was cheering, "USA, USA, who are we? USA!" When the game started all of our pre-game jitters went away in just an instant. When the referee blew the whistle and the game began, we didn't anticipate Shanghai to be so fast. Our opponent scored 2 goals within the first five minutes of the game, and we were losing 2-0. We knew we had to come back and we also knew it was going to take all the speed, strength, and stami...
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...ever ever been in a stadium that was so loud.
After we got over the fact that we had just won the gold medal in the 2020 Jamaican Olympic Games, we were transported over to winners circle were we were going to receive our gold medals. As the medals were being put around our necks I looked out into the crowd and saw my mom and my dad along with all my others teammates parents in tears. Not only did I see my parents, I saw my country, the red, the white, and the blue. After we all had received our medals they played our national anthem and raised the American flag. We were all shedding tears and we were so happy that we made it as far as we did. Later we went out to celebrate and I was able to visit with my family who just got to Jamaica in time for the game. I told them the ups and the downs and of how WE became the greatest field hockey team in the world.
People consider the 1980 U.S. Olympic hockey team to be one of the greatest things to happen in U.S Olympic history. Their game against the Soviets is known as "The Miracle on Ice." The world was stunned when the United States defeated the Soviets in the semi-final game of the 1980 Olympics. The Soviets hadn't been beaten in the gold medal game in years. This miracle game is still greatly known around the world and will not be forgotten by Americans any time soon.
The most memorable moment in hockey history came thirty-four years ago with the 1980 Miracle on Ice. The Americans defeating the dominant Soviet team at the Olympics was not only an important triumph for USA Hockey, but for the entire nation. Contrary to popular belief, the underdog win was not only the result of a miracle; it was also the result of a hard-working team led by Coach Herb Brooks. With increasingly negative views on the position of the United States in the Cold War, the Miracle on Ice and the gold medal win lifted the spirits of the nation and brought hockey into the American spotlight.
Before the 1980 Winter Olympics began, the US Olympic hockey team was not expected to do as well as they did. They had many powerhouse teams to beat and the team was just a bunch of college kids who wanted to play hockey. In the end, they had performed one of the greatest upsets in the history of hockey by defeating the USSR, the whom many thought of as the greatest hockey team in the world.
Impact: But even though we came third I still remember this because how fun it was making new friends on that team and then going so far with them as a
The game was one sided with us scoring early on then again in the second half. The final score was 2-0. I was ecstatic, I couldn’t believe that we had won the tournament. At the presentation of the trophy, all I could hear was the parents shouting and screaming, I was so proud to be part of the team.
I am proud of my family, they have done their best to give the community with the best team that they could put together. It was also our hopes that those among us understood our purpose (omit) to give second chances to athletes, to showcase their talents, give another mean for them to reach out for their own success.
This past weekend, I had the marvelous chance to participate in the Division 4 Soccer Provincials. My team was by far not the strongest team at the tournament, however our determination to win the gold and come back with a banner was stronger than all of the other teams combined. We may not have had the best individual players, however we did not back down even until the final minute of every game. Our chemistry as a team was amazing, and it has taught me that you do not need perfect team members to achieve greatness - only drive.
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.
The Olympic Games of 1972 and 1980 were games to remember for their surprising outcomes. The Cold War had been going on for since 1947 and the bitter rivalry between the United States and the Soviet Union was at a peek. Both the United State’s basketball team and the Soviet Union’s hockey team remained undefeated until these games. During these Olympics, the superior team was beaten by the weaker one, and tensions between the two nations were affected. Each nation experienced extraordinary Olympic victories, but for very different reasons.
With seconds to spare I arrived at batting practice and began to prepare for my game. I hear coach call out my name and as I he acknowledged that I was there he told me I was pitching. My brain shifted and went into a whole new mode, I was more focused and more determined than I have ever been. This was the biggest baseball game of my career and I 'm starting on the mound. Honestly it couldn 't have turned out any better, the fate of the pin and my team lied in my hands and I loved the pressure. The pressure made me thrive and before I knew it our team was marching onto the field for the national anthem. During the singing of the national anthem I peeked into the crowd and first row down the first base side was the little boy I met on the cart and his dad sitting right next to him. This game was for that little boy, I needed to impress him. I pitched six strong innings and my team ended up winning the game. It was the most exciting game of my career and the best part was being greeted with the best pin in the tournament after such a spectacular win. The little boy ran out into the middle of the field where we shook our opponents hands and in front of everyone in the stadium handed me the only thing I cared about besides winning. I was in the best mood for the rest of the day and I rewarded myself with a nice long sleep. I could only image what the next day had to
Hockey. A sport I have always loved ever since I was a kid. It was when my dad had taken me to an open ice skate when my hockey life began. I had my first pair of skates as a present when I was four years old. I never really knew of the sport at the time, but now I was able to expirence it. No one was present on the ice as I entered the rink. The cold of the ice ran down my back as I took my first steps on. The cold didn’t stop me though. As I stepped upon the ice, I had a feeling of relief. Hockey is what let me go fast. Always have I been the fastest kid in my class and hockey let me expand on what I loved to do. One stride at a time I went, until I was able to glide upon the ice. My blades of my skates sunk into the ice like a lion tearing at its prey. As the frost beat against my face, I soon realized that I was able to skate. Even though it was all fuzzy in my memory, I remember feeling all types of joy rush all throughout my body. It was the first sign of potential in hockey. It was a first omen.
I had never really been a part of a team that had a chance to win something, but the potential was always there. I finally got my chance to be a part of such a team my sophomore year of track. Mr. Jones, the head track coach, had decided to experiment with some different races to gain more team points. Since the girls' team lacked a medley relay, he placed Cindy, Kim, Susan and I in those spots. Cindy would run the 400, Kim would run the 200, and Susan and I would start the race off by each running the 100. We all had worked viciously to earn those spots by running off against our teammates.
I am American Edward Barton Hamm and I went ham in the Long Jump at the 1928 summer Olympics in Amsterdam, Netherlands. I won the gold medal broke the Olympic record with a jump of 25 feet and 4 and three quarters inches. Being part of the Olympics was full of wonderful experiences, starting with when I broke the world record at the U. S. Olympic trials. Four years ago I had went the trials in Boston, but I failed to qualify. Fortunately I went this time and was able to participate in the first parade of nations at the opening ceremony in Amsterdam, Netherlands. This parade started with the athletes from Greece, the originators of the ancient Olympic Games, then went alphabetically through every other nation, ending with the host nation which was
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Throughout life I have had many memorable events. The memorable times in my life vary from being the worst times in my life and some being the best, either way they have become milestones that will be remembered forever. The best day of my life was definitely the day that I received my drivers’ license. This day is one of the most memorable because of the feelings I had when I received it, the opportunities that were opened up for me and the long lasting benefits that I received from it that still exist today.