Essay About The Game

“ We have to win this I want to make coach proud after all the hard work

I felt my heart racing as I imagined making the top team in the club. I knew right then and there that I was going to try out for the team as soon as I discussed it with my parents. After my parents’ approval, I went to the first tryout with high expectations and aspirations. The tryout was going well at first; my skill was evident on the ice. I was making quick passes and skating hard. I will never forget the fateful pass that happened next. I remember the play in slow motion. I passed the puck through the center ice, a precarious move, but it was intercepted by the opposing team and as a result they scored a swift goal. Groans from the other players could be heard and my heart sank. That pass would determine my fate. After the tryout, I undressed slowly replaying the pass repeatedly in my head. Coach Ruben walked out of his office with the list of players who made the team in his hand. As he posted the list on the bulletin board, all the eager players ran over, examining the list of names. I stared at at the list for what seemed like an eternity searching for my name, but it was not there. I stifled my disappointment and followed my parents out to the car. To my ten year old self, my dreams were crushed and I assumed my hockey career was over before it even

Hughson looked to push their momentum in the second half putting up four goals as Morgan Ehlers would put up two points,then Jessie Lawrence would put up one point and lastly Iliana Gonzalez would put up the last point of the game for Hughson.While Maddison Kenburg would only put one up for Escalon.Making the final score 5-2.

Everyone was so happy that we won the championship because my team has not won in 10 years it seems like forever. The crowd was cheering so much for us. I was so happy that I have tried my best all the time and that it is ok to make mistakes. We make them all of the time even if we do not notice

Everyone could feel the tension in the air. We took the field to the packed stands and the lights. It was something unforgettable. The pregame ended and the game was to begin. As the game began it was very close. It went goal by goal all through the first half. We would score, they would score, and this continued to end the half 5-5. I had scored 2 of these 5 goals. At halftime, we knew as a team we would have to pick it up to pull ahead. This was the biggest game of the year and we could not let it slip. The second half began and we traded goals to bring the score to 8-8, me scoring two more goals. We were working great as a team but we ran into a bump. One of our best offensive players, Marty got injured so we would have to finish the game without him. As he came off, he pulled me aside and said “This game is on you. You got this.” Him saying this was a huge inspiration because of how good of a player he was. I knew that I would have to out work Plymouth if we

We arrive to the field and see all of our fans there tailgating and cheering us on as we got off the bus. We make the walk into the stadium and watch the other team play before we start warming up. I remember it being cold and playing with my breathe as I see if come out of my mouth. We start warming up, Johnny a friend who I met in pre-k and I are right next to each other. The game then started and we were playing Florence our opponents took a quick 1-0 lead off of a free kick we gave up. I was playing center back along with Johnny and we were mostly responsible because we were the defense. Shortly after going down a goal in the 30th minute of the first half we have a corner I am taking it. I send the ball in the air in the middle of the penalty box where Johnny heads it in and tie the game at 1-1. Time goes on and it starts to get colder and rain just a little which makes it even worse conditions to be playing soccer in. We then have a friend kick and our forward Evan

This was it: Our last period to determine whether we were going to make it to the championship game for the first time since 2011, against the most hated team in the tournament. Edina is hated since they always make it to the championship and win. Now it was time for revenge. The buzzer sounded. My stomach was turning. Nervousness seemed to be passing through all of us. Whenever each team did one good or bad thing, the entire arena erupted with excitement. Minutes were passing by quickly. Both teams kept having such close shots. Each time I got a bad feeling in my stomach. All of a sudden, with three minutes left in playing time, Ash Altman found the back of the net on a breakaway goal. My heart was pounding with excitement. Cheering and applauding roared through the arena. Looking around I saw everyone on their feet, all 21,609 of us. Wow, this was an amazing feeling. Our fan section was going crazy. I thought we could not get as loud as we were in the first period, but I was proven wrong. We were all jumping up and down, screaming as loudly as we could. Holding each other, some people crying of happiness, I realized we all are in this together. All of us wanted this win. Hockey is so important at East High School, and especially important to the state of Minnesota. The last three minutes seemed to have gone by in seconds. Throughout those minutes, we all had not stopped cheering. This was a fantastic moment to be able to call myself a Greyhound, our school mascot. When the buzzer sounded for the last time, it was true. We were headed to the championship game. This was the first time we had made it to the

Air Horns, Yelling, Sweat, Tears and Blood, this was the moment I knew all the hard work put in over the last fifteen years came to an end. All around me I could see my teammates, my brothers, kids I go out everyday and work my ass off for crying and shaking their heads. The look of defeat was all around me, the feeling of emptiness filled my heart faster than liquid fills a water bottle. This was the second time my High School hockey team had lost in the state championships game. Losing two times doesn 't only hurt the heart but it affects the community as well. As I made my way back to the locker room I hugged my fellow seniors and their parents, and congratulated them on an amazing high school career. As I was changing into my suit and tie, the feeling of failure overcame me and I could tell the same for my fellow teammates. It was the worst feeling imaginable, all the dedication I put into winning this state championship was stripped away and I couldn 't help but feel sad. Cheer up Zach is all I heard for the next two days, as my father constantly tried to enliven my spirit. My father has constantly been there for me, he has been my inspiration and my mentor over the years. At a young age my father taught me the importance of work ethic and discipline. I have carried these traits with me my whole life and without my father 's guidance and mentorship, I wouldn 't be the man I am today. My life has revolved around these traits and after that horrible defeat, I had a dream

We rushed out onto the field for the last time. The chilly rain was pouring down. The field was soaked. With every step I took there was a sloshing sensation in my cleat. I put my game face on. No ball would get by me. We were going to score. We were going to win. For the next twenty five minutes, I watched a back and forth in the midfield. Several times I stopped the ball and passed it forward to Kaylee, only for the pass to be intercepted before we were able to score. And then, just as the clock was running down to under five minutes left, I stopped a hard pass just outside our circle. I dribbled for several

After that my friend Jack scored twice in one shift giving us a 3 to 0 lead. Jack was my team's lead scorer, and I was a little jealous about that. T me and him are great friends.

All of the hard work culminated in our last game of the season, the division title was on the line. With fifty-six seconds left in the game, we earned a corner kick. A perfect ball spiraled toward the six-yard box. Time slowed to a crawl as I felt my body leap into the air. Reaction, muscle memory and instinct took over. My teammates erupted when the ball whizzed off my head and landed in the back of the net. The clock buzzed seconds later and we all ran together to celebrate our win. I was elated we had won the game, but more importantly, I felt satisfied, and not just because of the goal.

My team took the field with high energy. Coming off of an injury and weeks of being sick, I was unable to be a starter that game. I tried my best to keep my spirits high as I cheered from the bench. The whistle blew, and the game began to unfold. I watched as

The next day was our semi-final game against Turtle Lake. Our whole team was a lot more relaxed because we had gotten the first game off of our chest. Going into this early morning game, we were very tired, since it was nine o’clock in the morning. Along with being tired we were were more nervous this game because we knew this team would be better than the last one we played. But we were still excited and nervous at the same time. Our team got to bat first, and it was very easy to put some runs on the board early on in the game. I think it was because our adrenaline was kicking in. Later on in the game, they put some runs on the board too, but they still didn’t have as many as us, so that was a big deal at the time. Later on in the game, we had an inning where we couldn’t do anything right. Of course Turtle Lake tried to take advantage as much as possible, but be did okay after we had a team meeting on the pitcher’s mound. Then soon or later, we had gotten all three outs, but by that time, the score was 4-9 Turtle Lake. Fast forward to the last inning, we were able to come back very gradually throughout the game. Before we knew it, we were up by two runs. So before the first batter got to

We had battled with them with all our strength in two sets, for it wasn’t even close (compound). The winning point was a serve into the net by Washington. We had just won the game.

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.