I Didn 't Hate Volleyball

I did not care much about golf before I decided to come to United States, so my score was not good enough for competing. Although I had several achievements during my freshman year, I knew that my scores, usually ranging around 100, were average for my age and not remarkable. After this first season in Tallulah Falls School, I found a new determination for the sport. I practiced hard during the next summer and prepared for my sophomore year. The golf course had become my second home. When the sophomore season started, I was ready to improve my golf skills and also make some great friends. I started loving this sport with my fantastic teammates, who improved a lot-some from knowing nothing about golf to finishing eighteen holes in a match. Refusing to be slack at practices, our team worked hard to continue our path of improvement-even the harshest of weather would not stop our passionate practices. I remember once, right after the snow, we played the next day. Although the snow had melted by the

Our volleyball team lost our first two games, but after that we practiced everyday and went the rest of the season, eleven games, undefeated. On the way back home from the volleyball games it was late, but we would stop at a fast food restaurant to get something to eat. Therefore, I usually got home from volleyball late which messed up my school work. Theses two sports in my Middle School experience provided me with many friends. I enjoyed these two hobbies a lot because I learned a lot about

My career continued on to playing at the elite level at a very young age. Because of my athletic talent, being on an older team wasn’t something new to me. Learning to love the challenge was something that I was fond over. Being able to compete with the collegiate athletes was something that inspired me to continue trying to be the best I could be. When it comes to the sport of volleyball, sacrificing my body for anything and everything was something I was known for. Everyone told me that I have two speeds. It’s all or nothing. Injury is another common thing that runs in my family and sadly somehow some way I’m always the one to be getting sent to the ER. Injuries started rolling in like

When first learning the different technical aspects of volleyball, I wasn’t exactly thrilled. During my first practice, I had no idea what it meant to be athletic until I realized the necessity of hustling and focusing

When I first came to Lake Highland in seventh grade my parents wanted me to be on a team to get to know people and the only sport I knew was golf. I came to the tryouts with no experience of tournaments, hammy down clubs from my sister, and not appropriate golf attire. I tried very hard for the team, but I did I didn't have the skills to make it on. It was very devastating for me because I have never been turned down before, but I knew that I had to change. After this failure I decided that I should try harder in golf. I never did take the sport seriously and barely practiced, but after being turned down I decided to step up my game. I started to practice harder and more often by my own choice. I also started to play in tournaments, which I

Freshman golf ended miserably, but I wasn’t even close to giving up. In Arkansas golf, high school isn’t a big deal like in Football and Basketball. It’s the tournaments held by the Arkansas State golf Association that are most respected. So my golfing year wasn’t really over, it had actually just begun. So I began to practice more, and focus solely on golf. It seemed the harder I practiced, the worse I got. I was trying too hard, and playing badly in tournaments. It was extremely heartbreaking. This was the only think that I had complete confidence in and I couldn’t

Most I can’t remember, but some I do have a pretty good idea about, I have done gymnastics, don’t remember the years though, I have golfed before, again don’t remember the years, played soccer, way before middle school, and played volleyball, throughout third or fourth grade to eighth grade. Soccer wasn’t my sport never liked the sport wasn’t good at it either, golf was just way to boring and I hated that you literally had to be quieter than a mouse, gymnastics the couch was quite not nice if you weren’t good then you shouldn’t be there, however, though volleyball was my absolute favorite sport to play throughout elementary and middle school. That was the sport to play nothing else mattered as long as I was able to play volleyball I was a happy camper, even if i was completely awful at it. Course, even then if you weren’t good no one paid attention to you, all that mattered was A team. So being that and all that high school was about I stopped playing volleyball and all those other sports and to this day I really wish I stuck with

The whole season was a disappointment and I started to lose my passion for this sport altogether.I never knew that a coach could make someone hate playing a sport so much but that was happening to me. I started to dread going to practice just to get yelled at for stuff that I felt like i wasn’t doing wrong.

My greatest skill is being able to play volley ball . I have played volleyball for over six years now and I quit my senior year fall season . From all the years playing volley ball it was the one time that it affected me negatively and for the first time, I wasn't enjoying volleyball .I wasn't getting enough sleep from coming so late from games.I was also not getting enough time to complete my assignments . To top it off I would be pretty upset from not playing so I decided to quit , because it wasn't benefiting me at the moment being.

Sophomore year came, and I was nervous because now there was jv dark and varsity to worry about. I came to tryouts, and gave all my effort on volleyball as well as my friends. They had made the teams, and I never expected to be in jv dark. My best friends didn 't made it to jv dark but I couldn 't miss this opportunity. In addition, I was depressed that I could not be with them, but I needed to be in a team that I knew it was going to help me become better. It surely did because now there was more tasks that I could do. My serves were something no one could receive. Consequently, the only horrible part of jv dark is that I never had the chance to play. I came to practice everyday and I followed instructions, I never complained if we ran, but the coach never showed me that I could be in the court. I did showed her, I tried to show off my abilities in volleyball for her to notice. As a result to that she always put me aside. In effect of this, it brought me down I

Playing on the varsity volleyball team is an adrenaline rush like no other. To be able to play the sport you love with teammates that are like family, in front of a crowd of actual family members is the ultimate feeling. Playing is even better when you, a small town nobody, beat a ranked team in the first set. We had just beaten Humboldt 25-17 and I was on top of the world. We were playing like our lives depended on it and I couldn’t be more proud of the girls.

Here comes high school. My friends and I from middle school all went to the same high school, and played volleyball once again. The only difference between us was when I was on the B team they were on the A-team, and when I was sitting on the bench they were playing. We got to high school and things didn’t change, they were on JV as a freshman, and little old me was still on the freshman team. I decided that for the next year they weren’t going to be better than I am. I worked so hard the summer going to my 10th grade year.

Since the age of four, when I was barely old enough to swing a putter, I have loved the game of golf. My dad, passing his love of the game down to me, would take me out every Sunday to Woods Edge Golf Course in Edgewood; he taught me the ins and outs and the dos and don’ts of the sport. One of the earliest memories I have of these trips to Woods Edge is being a mere couple of inches from driving the cart into a pond while dad was teeing off; this would definitely be considered a don’t in the world of golf. I received my first set of clubs for Christmas when I was eight and a year later, a pass to Pin Oak. Boy was I thrilled. I began to golf by myself and learn my own lessons through my experiences on the course. But as I grew as a golfer on my own, my dad was still there tweaking my swing in the back yard and taking trips to Edgewood with me. My dad is a big reason why I have a passion for the game of golf.

Many people take up Golf thinking that it is easy, after all, how hard can it be to hit a little white ball with a stick? This thinking evaporates the first time they step onto a driving range and attempt to hit that little white ball. Golf is not easy by any stretch of the imagination. My experience with golf began in May of 2005 when friends came to stay with us; my wife informed me that I would have to take Roy, her friend’s husband Golfing. I had not been to a driving range (since I was in my teens) and I had never played golf on a course before. It was quite an experience; the weather was cold, rainy and nasty the three times we played while they where here, the game hooked me badly, even with the bad shots and the nasty weather.

Volleyball, one of the world's greatest sports. From the hot and muggy gym, to sweat dripping down each players face, volleyball is not for the faint of heart. This sport requires a single-minded desire: to win. It takes more than just teamwork to win. Volleyball has always been one of my favorite sports. I would always meet a new friend anywhere I would go. Believe it or not these situations are how you could meet your life long best friends.