Essay On The Night That Caused Me To Almost Miss My Last Year Of High School Soccer

Soccer had taught me many things in life. It showed me the significance of family in all forms, to be responsible and appreciative of my peers and elders. I will never forget that day, no matter how old I am, because I had learned an essential lesson, to never give

On February 28, 2005, I experienced one of the most exciting events that anyone could ever experience – winning a State Championship. The day my soccer team made history is a day I’ll never forget. However it is not just that day we won the title, but the whole experience of the preceding season that got us there. From start to finish, my team’s 2004-2005 season taught me that the platitude is true. You can do anything you set your mind to.

Soccer was a huge thing in my community so when one of my friends named Julio invited me to join his soccer team i got so happy i went to go buy new pairs of shoes to show them off and to this day i will never forget what those shoes were they were these blue and grey nike mercurial shoes. I went to my first game and that's when i met more people that also loved soccer like i did but they went to different schools so i didn't really know them. My team won the league and also the finals i was 8 years old when all this happened and as an award for winning the finals my team was rewarded with a huge trophy. What made that day the most memorable day of all is when i received a separate trophy and on the trophy it had written “Star player” that's when i

Almost a year ago I started my first day of high school, to some people that may seem like one of the least important days of their life, but for me it made me realize that it was going to be the last year I walk through those doors to attend class, and the last time I step out onto the soccer field with some of my closest friends. As I walked through the double doors that would officially start my last year at USA High School, I looked up and my entire graduating classes names were posted up on the wall, where soon our pennants of the colleges we were going to attend would hang. High school holds some of the happiest memories for some people, from times they were at Friday night football games with their best friends, or late-night adventures they went on, but for me it was being on the soccer team. Throughout my entire high school career, I was happiest when out on the field, playing against local schools with the people I have gotten so close to over the years.

I have always loved sports, but in September 2015 a certain sport changed my life. At the start of grade eight I joined the Airdrie Aces Athletic Club. I am now a better person because of this change that I made in my life. Before I started running track, I played soccer. While playing soccer I did not realize all the opportunities available to me through sports.

It was my third time trying out for middle school soccer. I felt strong, fit and ready

But then high school came. And boy was it different from what I'd thought it be... Well, in the end of my 8th grade year, a high school soccer meeting was held. It was just to advise everyone of what the season would be like. The coaches and captains all stood in front of the gym and preached about how you have

My freshman year I made the Varsity soccer team. Every practice I had to strive and work harder to be able to keep up with the upperclassmen skill level and talent. I was finally getting to where I wanted with consistent practice. I became a starter and the upperclassmen would pass me the ball more and help me on the field when there were opponents on me. It wasn’t until the middle of the season when everything changed. We were playing against a school who was very skilled and talented. It was in the first half of the game when one of the girls on the opposing team had the ball and was dribbling it down the field. It got past our midfield players and two defenders. I was the last one before it reached our goalie. I ran towards her and with everything I had I kicked the ball.

The mens’ soccer game vs. South Alamacen was the athletic event which I attended. The game was at home at the soccer field and it started at 6:00 PM, August 23. The game was comprised of two 45-minute halves with no overtime, so it was possible for the game to end in a tie. Early in the first half of the game, South Alamacen scored two goals, making the score 2-0 with South Alamacen in the lead. With 26 minutes remaining in the first half, NCSSM scored which made the score 2-1. Three minutes later, South Alamacen scored which made the score 3-1, but two minutes after that Joe Benson scored for NCSSM making the game 3-2 with 20 minutes left in the first half. Many students were in attendance, with more students showing up as halftime drew to a close. By halftime, there was a student section full of kids while parents filled up the other two bleachers.

I was told that on the day of my birth, the operating room was overcrowded with medical staff, bright

The Forgotten Sport I am a very active person, and when I was young I fell in love with the sport of soccer. My whole family is into sports and my sport of choice is soccer. Soccer to this day is probably 75 percent of my life. I live and breathe soccer.

I pulled my red socks up over my right shin guard, then my left. I slipped on my shoes, making sure they were knotted extra tight so they would not come undone. After I brushed my hair back into a ponytail and fixed my headband, I was ready. On the bus, everyone chattered about the upcoming game, music blaring, loud with excitement. The game featured my soccer team, Oak Hills, and one of our rivals, Ursula. Ursula, known for their great passing and winning record, was very well going to be one of the hardest teams we had to play. But, we were prepared and nothing could stop us.

That day in the morning I had to go to classes since I was playing at home, at noon I had to go to the locker room to get lunch and prepare myself before the first match. We had to do our regular warm up and then our coach talked to us about what were the objectives to be fulfilled in each game and to wish us luck

Friday nights spent at high school football games are the sure sign that fall has unofficially started. The air is warm with a cool breeze, and the sky is orange with the sun slowly falling behind the trees. My best friend and I walked around the stadium as more and more people came. Eventually, her boyfriend tagged along. Because big crowds give me anxiety, I clung to her like a koala bear. I held one of her hands and her boyfriend held the other. It was third wheeling in its prime, though it was yet to be known whether it was me third wheeling or him.

After a long school day, the end of an even longer week, I can finally go home and just take a nap. I have been looking forward to this the entire time, the moment I climb the many steps up to my bedroom to collapse on my bed surrounded by all eight of my various pillows. I drop my bag on the floor with a sigh. Just one hour i think, one hour and then I will get to all the things I should really be doing, like homework, laundry, shower, dinner… I lay down and get comfortable.