MLS Symbols On My Dream Board

Dreams are a very important part of most peoples lives. For me, dreams provide a way to motivate myself to do well. They give me something to strive for, so if I’m struggling or lacking drive, I can think about my dream and it will keep me going. Having a dream is also important to me because your dreams, in my opinion, define the kind of person you are. Many times people’s dreams reflect what a person likes to do or what they want in life.

In a flash, the referee blows his whistle, and the game is over. Legs striding, I chase after the ball, stealing it from the other team. Amidst the excitement, I lose track of time, and minutes go by in seconds. I started playing soccer when I was 7 years old. For as long as I can remember I have loved to play soccer. When I play soccer I forget about all my worries. Since then I have played for many different recreational teams for Verdigris and Catoosa. I have also played for a competitive soccer team for West Side Alliance. Today, I play for Verdigris High School soccer. I have played for their junior varsity team for two years as the captain and the junior varsity player of the year. I have also played for the varsity team.

I never thought a book could give me the power to want to follow my dreams. I’m not a big fan of reading, but when I started to read the book Breakaway; Beyond the Goal by Alex Morgan, I told myself “you are going to play on the United States women's national team, no matter what stands in your way.” There's no way I’m going to give up on that goal, even if there are many bad days along the way. If I were to have not come across this book, there might have never been this dream of playing professional soccer. Also, there might not be any determination in me to try to reach my goal. This book has motivated me to try to do many things, and I am promising my self I am going to do all of them.

Up until two years ago I had no idea what I was going to study in college let alone where I wanted to go. All I knew was that wherever I ended up I wanted to pursue playing the sport I love at a very competitive level. Tearing my ACL has allowed me to realise that I do not need to play soccer in college but that, I can seek a career in the sport by educating kids on how to prevent a major injury such as a ACL tear.

The corner kick is lobbed into the group of players strategically standing in front of the goal. Each player fights to get to the ball as it reaches closer. The ball is headed straight past the goalie’s hands and into the goal. The fans filled with students, alumni, and aspiring children stand up and cheer for UCLA as they win the championship game. When I was younger, my dream was to get a full ride scholarship to UCLA for soccer. I didn’t know much about college, but I did know that it was expensive. I didn’t want my parents to worry about paying for it and I wanted to be able to do the thing that I loved. That was it, no more and no less. So what happened to that dream? Some student athletes, specifically football and

I have played soccer most of my life for like about 9 years or more. I joined a competitive team with Katie and we were doing so well until the day has come . We had a tournament in Modesto and we were second place and we played Stockton for a second time . But we were in a tie and we just did a shoot out and yet we lost .I’d say that we did very well for a small team. I ‘ve been wanting to travel different states such as Canada,Arizona, Alabama,and

It wasn’t an easy decision since being a multi-sport athlete, I was also a great boxer and football player. I had love for the sports that I took part in, the potential I had was like no other. I had the academic qualities and physical attributes to go a long way with all three sports but nothing beats time. I had to make this decision in order to establish what I was going focus on. I decided to focus on soccer because this sport takes my mind off everything, I feel like i'm in a different realm when I play, I don’t get that feeling for anything

All of these dreams were created in the same place I am today. I have lived in the same place all my life. I have also been at the same school with most of the same people since kindergarten. High school was a huge change and the first time I

When I started my soccer career during my freshman year, I began in the junior varsity team. I was not so familiar with sports until I started playing football and soccer. I once believed that I was not good enough to join the team, but after committing myself to conditioning and being determined to give my best to every practice, I proved myself wrong. Not only did I make it to the team, however I was also a starting player. For the following year, my sophomore year, I transferred into a different high school. There, I played in the Varsity team as a right defense for my sophomore and junior year. This year, 12th grade, I will be a captain for the soccer team. I was able to not only build strong friendships with my teammates, but also with

Soccer is my favorite sport, no I don’t watch it on tv, nor do I have a favorite soccer team. So, it all started when I was eight years old I believe I told my mom that I didn’t want to do a certain thing anymore and that I wanted to play a sport a.k.a soccer. She of course told me sure. So she signed me up for soccer a couple of days later. I was so happy I was jumping up and down with excitement. Little did I know that I would love the sport. So, the day of the first soccer practice I was nervous I never done anything with the team and I had these questions running in my head like what if no one likes you here? Or what if you like the sport? Or what if you aren’t even good enough ? but I let these questions slide and I had learned how to play the sport. In that amount of time I thought no more like Challenged myself and said “ Cassie you can do this you are going to be apart of this team and you are going to be the best.” From then on I challenged myself, I practiced almost all the

Ever since I could remember, soccer had been in my life. If there was a soccer team that needed a coach, my father was always the first to volunteer. There were almost too many strenuous weekends spent hours away from home for soccer tournaments to count. My entire family, consisting of my parents, my siblings, my dog, and myself, packed in a mini-van heading to a city that I had never heard of for soccer games. But when I entered high school, all that would soon go away. I kept playing the same sport that I always had, although now I had to wake up at five in the morning for six hours of high school soccer practice in the smoldering summer heat in order to make the high school team. High School sports were more competitive than anything I had done before. I put in as much effort as I could to make the Varsity High School team, staying out past dinner to practice even longer. I was utterly divulged in soccer and trying to be the best I could be. Soon, I would regret placing a game over spending time with my family.

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We were all set up on the field ready for the game, I remember closing my eyes forabout a minute before the game started, that minute felt like 10 years, I froze and thought aboutmyself when I was 3 years old and how I first fell in love with the game and how my ultimatedream was to become pro, I remember the hours of pain and suffering I put myself through tobecome the player I was today, I remembered waking up at 4 a.m. on school mornings to go forruns so that I could run longer in games,I remember skipping parties and hanging with friendsso that I could train, I remembered everything, but one thing truly hit me was how much soccerwas there for me growing up my parents argued a lot and when I was feeling sad and lonely Iwould go train at the fields and it would hell my sorrow. Growing up in a household when yourparents are constantly fighting is difficult, but soccer was my out lit it was my therapist. Duringthe time of their divorce I felt like I had no one but soccer so I decided I need to give back to thegame. Soccer did so much for me, so I wanted to prove to it that it wasn't a waste of time andthat I would make something out of the game. I opened my eyes and didn't feel human anymore Ididn't feel in control of my own body the sport had taken over me for the better. I remembermoments when I was running and it didn't even feel like my feet were touching the floor

Toward the beginning of my senior year, I was uncertain what school I would attend. The process of choosing a school was a little more difficult because I not only wanted to get an education but also play soccer. It wasn’t until about March when everything started to fall in place. By that time, I had been accepted into almost every school I applied to. The final step was deciding which school would be the best academically and athletically.

My name is Alexander Roman. My future is now composed of dreams that I have created throughout the years since I was young. At eight years old, I already had planned out my future: at twenty two, I would have already been working as a paleontologist, excavating skeletons of dinosaurs, in Africa, and then I would have become the first person ever riding a hover board down the hill in front of my house in Puerto Rico. I would also have become the best person I could be to make my parents and friends proud of me. Growing up has taught me that the only paleontologist that I looked up to was Dr. Alan Grant from Jurassic Park and that owing a hover board would mean that I would have to be filthy rich. However, growing up has also taught me that I could still become the outstanding person that I aspire to be. My future dreams have drastically changed as I have grown older. Now, I have become aware that sometimes it does not matter what you plan for because life will always have a different plan for you. Because, like a drop of salt water in the ocean, I walk next to life itself patiently waiting for what happens next. Even though my perspective of my future dreams has changed, I do have dreams that I strive for, each and every day. I strive for relationships that are full or love, compassion, and honesty. I strive for being proud of who I am. I strive to celebrate humanity’s uniqueness, to fight