Two of Victoria Park’s first teams for the Fall 2014 season were the VP Girls Basketball Teams. Two passionate teams, consisting of a junior (Grades 9-10) and a senior (Grades 11-12) team, were both strongly run by Victoria Park alumni, Rae Lorenz. The teams were also supported by numerous teacher volunteers and coached by student and alumni assistants. By the second week of September, the teams were chosen and practising hard four times a week. They took part in tedious training in order to be prepared for games against nearby schools such as Northview, Earl Haig, John Polyani, Emery, and Downsview. The Junior Girls Team, consisting of 12 players, got to test their new skills against other junior teams the first week of games. The vigorous schedule of practises every day and two to three games a week continued as the season progressed. The team got to visit new schools in the area for away games, and enjoyed unique experiences such as wearing old-fashioned “pinnies” in a game. Overall, the team got to bond and became very close, helping and teaching each other every step of the way. Although it was sometimes difficult to be committed or retain hope, the team’s amazing …show more content…
sportsmanship, teamwork, and determination lit the way. The last and most exciting game of the regular season was against Emery Collegiate Institute.
They were a team of determined and decisive girls ready to win. After a season heaved with losses, this game changed the girls’ playing habits and endurance. The game was very close the whole time, with Victoria Park holding a small edge of an advantage of one or two baskets the entire game. Within the last nine seconds, Emery caught up and advanced leaving Emery the winner. The girls played their hardest but were not able to catch up in time. The game was declared a loss for Victoria Park by just two points. Nonetheless, no loss was able to reduce the high spirits of the school’s team because they had still qualified for the playoffs. They played a great season filled with rebounds, field goals, and
steals. So there they had it, the VP Junior Girls Basketball Team and Senior Girls Basketball Team made it to playoffs for a chance to play for the title. The intense playoff game against the infamous Downsview team was a hard fought game ending with a defeat for the Victoria Park Junior Girls Team. The season ended with a lunch with staff and both teams filled with gifts, smiles, admiration and accomplishments. Each girl grew as a player and even more as a person, developing new basketball skills and techniques. Most of all, the players grew as a team throughout the season making it a fun, memorable and exciting season. I would personally like to congratulate both teams on their hard work and dedication making this season amazing. The VP Boys Basketball Teams have just started with two fresh and fit teams of all grades ready to play! Stay tuned for game times to support your Panthers out on the court!
The Varsity team lost to the JV team because they did not work together as team. Though the Varsity team consisted of high performing individuals for speed, strength, and endurance but together they lacked the cohesiveness to perform as a single unit. Also among them there were a lot of internal conflicts cropping up like blaming each other, lack of trust and confidence in the ability of others etc., which were not identified, or resolved at appropriate time. Each one did not believe he was working as a part of the team; rather they tried to maximize their individual capabilities alone. In addition the Varsity team lacked a strong leader, mostly people were disruptors.
Joes High School’s total enrollment consisted of sixteen girls, and twenty boys. Ten of the boys that had enrolled there played basketball. All of the boys were over six feet tall. Lane Sullivan, the new coach of the basketball team, had never even touched a basketball before he started coaching. Sullivan had never coached anything at all before he started coaching the Joes basketball team. In order to gain knowledge about the sport, he got a book about it. He started coaching in 1927, but before the 1928 basketball season, Joes High School didn’t even have a gym. Instead, they’d practice outside on a dirt court, and two times a week they’d take a bus to the nearest gym, which was ten miles away. In order to play home games, the boys had to play in the local dance hall. The “court” was nowhere near regulation size, and the ceiling was so short that the boys couldn’t shoot an arched shot. The people who attended these basketball games had no place to sit and watch the game, the all stood around the edges of the court and on the small stage. Joes High School finally got their own gym around Christmas time because the people of Joes donated their time and material in order to make it happen.
there, the coach wanted her to play on his team, even before seeing her play. She started on
As Paige and I walked across the field towards our team I felt euphoric. Four long years of work, sweat, and dedication had led up to this night. It was the perfect end to my senior year of softball. The scoreboard just beyond the mass of sweaty, screaming softball players read 15-0. This was the final score of the district championship game, a game my team had never won before. The applause and cheers of the fans echoed in my ears for hours afterward
A student is overheard saying that “ The yellow team is a much more competitive than the blue team”. The score is Yellow two Blue zero . The yellow team scores and a blue player is thrust to the ground .He went to to ground with the same force as when peeta was electrocuted in the hunger games . The sound of the skin skidding on gym floor were like nails on a chalk board. Although it was a seemingly nasty fall the game continued as if nothing happened. Screams from the benches occupy the eardrums of the students,while girls are overheard gossiping in the corner. The blue team desperately tries to steal the ball back from the yellow but they fail horribly . The game is getting close when the students heard a sound. Ding, the end of the sixth period bell rings and the sweat drenched children depart the room. The gym is ldesolate and filled with the remanence of sixth grade stench . The game is
We were going to win the game. That was the end of it. I knew it. We were the winners of that game. I stood up and yelled in a voice that even frightened me. I didn’t scream about moving our feet, or calling the ball, I screamed about how big of winners we were. I was done with moping. For seven minutes of my life, I had forgotten that I could do anything I set my mind to, and I had given up. The worst seven minutes of my volleyball career were those seven minutes in the third game of the final match at Brighton Volleyball Tournament. I had put my determination down to wallow in my disappointment. Disappointment needs to build determination. I had decided a long time ago that there were certain things in life that I could do better than other people. Those were my gifts. I use my gifts to my full potential.
As the regular season has come to an end, the girls' volleyball team has displayed skill and intensity throughout the 4A Class with a 7-3 record and Penn Trafford Tournament Championship. The girls fell short on capturing their third consecutive section title; with a solid base of fundamentals and upfront talent, the girls aim to be a tough competitor in the upcoming playoffs.
We earned our way to be the first ever girls soccer district champions and the first ever girls sport sectional champions that Sikeston has ever had. Our team continued on to play in the quarterfinals against a national ranked team that concluded our season. The defense I was apart of also set a school record for girls soccer of ten shut-outs. We ended our season with a record of sixteen wins and eleven losses.
October 12, 2004 eight different squads line up single file, in front of an eager and restless audience. The many different squads seem to have their own special fan sections. Moms. dads, sisters and brothers all here to lend their support. In the very center there seems to be an ocean of blue and green, our entire football team is there to support us like we do every tuesday and friday night.Our Freshmen and Junior Varsity cheelreaders are here also, watching us in awe, and day anticipating their three minutes and thirty seconds on the blue matts. Its time to say hello!The entire stadium size gym has its own energy, it seems to seep thr...
Through soccer, teachers, students, and parents, have come together to form a family-like bond. Because of the lack of funding my school does not have the luxury of having multiple sports. Thus, preventing us from having a soccer team. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about my teachers, it is that they love soccer. One day four friends, a teacher, and I came together and thought about hosting a family soccer game. The game was a hit. We had nearly thirty people show up to play. Due to the mass success, we decided to make it a weekly thing. Since then, my school rents out our local indoor soccer field every Friday to play soccer. There’s nothing like being kicked square in the face by your math teacher. Though this may all seem cliché, Friday
The group dynamic and team cohesion among the 1999 Women’s soccer team was unbelievably superb. In the video, after so many years of being apart they all came together again. Each complementing each other in conversation, almost as if they were never even apart.
Equipped with the most freshmen that the team has ever seen, 13, the team’s first week of practice was one of exploration and experimentation. “When we first came into the gym I had no idea what to expect,” Jones said, “because last year we graduated nine girls and we had four girls move on to play at division I schools, and so coming in with a whole brand new group it's stressful and scary.”
In this observation, I decided it was time to head back home and catch up with my high school. In part of this, I decided to attend the Burlington Central Men’s Basketball game against Johnsburg on February 17 at 7 pm which took place at Burlington Central’s gym. However, instead of observing my former high school’s basketball team, I decided to observe Johnsburg’s team since the Coach for Burlington was quiet throughout a major portion of the game despite winning the game. The Johnsburg Skyhawks are coached by Mike Toussaint.
Down two with six seconds to go fatigue had taken it tolls on the players. With little energy left; over time was not an option. I knew I had to go for the win. I walk on the floor confident of my ability that was until the whistle blew quickly turning my confident to butterflies. As I fought to get open I quickly saw the ball coming my way. As I rose for a jump shot time itself began to stay still. An in flesh everything became silent. As I watch the ball leave my hand I envisioned greatness; sure the ball was on its way in I started to celebrate that was until I hear the announcer say my teammate tip in miss shot to win us the game. Mix with emotion I celebrate with my teammate. “Ok guys, we have 24 hours until tip off. Get some rest because this is going to be the biggest game of your life. Let’s bring this championship back to Barton College. Go Bulldogs and Goodnight!” Why few players stay in the lobby to hang out I took it talk upon to work on my game and reflect on the semifinal game that just took place. At basketball games you will notice how there are all sorts of fans attending the game.
After the first lesson, I feel that there is definitely the positive and negatives to the lesson and there is still a lot of aspect to coaching a sport I need to learn about. One aspect that I learnt from this first lesson is defiantly being flexible and adaptable. This is important for physical education teachers and teacher in general as there are no two days the same, so being flexiable and adapatble is vital (Robinson, 2014). An possible examle is unsuitable weather conditions.