My Competitive Nature Of Sports

When I was younger, basketball was all I wanted to play, it just looked like so much fun. In fifth grade I had my parents sign me up for CYB, then in sixth grade I tried out for middle school basketball and played all the way up until ninth grade. In middle school when I was in eighth grade I was awarded the captain position and that helped me build leadership and responsibility. All of the players especially the younger ones knew they could always come to me at any time if they needed anything or help with anything. High school basketball was a lot different than middle school. In middle school I was one of the star players so I played a lot but in high school that changed. I sat the bench a lot that taught me patience and understanding even

I have been able to participate in both volleyball and basketball when I was an underclassman. It was really important part of my life that really taught me how to work as a team. The ability to be a team play is something

Basketball season has finally begun in my little town, which is a big deal for us. We started the season out hot with a winning streak of 11-0 for the junior high girls. We’ve dominated almost every team by 20 points or more, but the next game coming up was a big one. We played Norfork, a school that had also not lost a game. Norfork was smaller than us,

Sport is incredible in how it can increase confidence, self-esteem, and overall health while teaching children a new ability of working with others as a team, taking direction, and doing things they never thought possible. I want to be able to show what sports is capable of teaching and the rewards that come along with it. The concept of team reveals what is achievable through solidarity that would be impossible in solitary.

I attended all training sessions and spent a great amount of time playing basketball since the thrill of winning games, of becoming better pushes me forward. I believed my efforts are worthy, since I had the advantage over other players in speed and keen awareness, and I trained harder than others every day. Basketball was the only thing on my mind. Then the time came to assemble the official school team to participate in formal basketball games. I thought for all my efforts

My team only had six players available to play. We have nine kids on our roster. One of them broke their wrist during a game. Another kid had boyscouts. And a third kid was unavailable to make it to the game. My team, the Rhinos, were wearing blue, and the other team was wearing white jerseys. Our best player is Kaden. He is over 6 feet tall, and is a really good shooter. His also a great defender.

In Scholastic Scrimmage, I found a community of people who were as curious to learn new things as I was and as competitive (in a good way) as I was, and still am. I became captain of the Varsity Scholastic Scrimmage team in my junior year because of my dedication to the club. As captain, I established a plan in which players would be on the same teams in practices and competitions to grow as teams rather than free radicals with no direction or commitment, which was one of the major problems of the club in the past. The impact was immediate and it established chemistry between players and their teams. Many of my friends have expressed new dedication to their teams and Scholastic Scrimmage and I attribute this change to the team's first EPC

It is the first round of the Basketball State playoffs, and with eight seconds left, the talented Northwest team is down by three. The star point guard speed dribbles up the court, the tension on and off the court is immense, the pressure is even greater. Everyone during and prior to this game, had witnessed a season full of promise, and the consensus conclusion for most recognized this team as the best team to have ever come out Northwest High School. This was our best and likely only chance for success. So as the point guard puts the ball up, time nearly stops, it has a chance, but in like in life, the game of basketball is unforgiving, he misses. As most made their pre-conceived predictions of the future, or lack thereof, a young sophomore and his Junior Varsity teammates, we were inspired by our elders walking off the court, and the doubters going home. Bonded together, and we believed we were destine for something historical, and mythological outside our small circle. Thus two years later the 2016 Northwest Varsity Basketball team, the discourse community, where I developed relationships with the people I still call my brothers. A community which has shaped my work ethic, and has given me the knowledge of the amount of effort and work it takes to be successful. All of which was in efforts for a goal not even pronounced among our teammates, to us the future was still a mystery, only realized to us a one

Each member on the team shared the same values, emotions, and knowledge of that particular sport. As a freshman and sophomore in high school, I knew that I needed to be on the same level as my other teammates. For me to be accepted in this community, I had to show them my ethos appeals to let them know that I was just like them. Sportsmanship, diligence and perseverance, were the skills needed to show the upperclassmen and my coach that I was serious and that I was ready to be part of the team. The upperclassmen knew that I had it in me; all I had to do was prove that I could do it. Proving to older long time members of the team is not the easiest thing to do. They are cynical about every action you do. In order for me to prove my worth, I had to show an emotional appeal toward the “veterans of the team” which were similar to that of the

It’s often an uphill fight. The ego-driven culture of basketball, and society in general, militates against cultivating this kind of selfless action, even for members of a team whose success as individuals in tied directly to the group performance. Our society places such a high premium on individual achievement, it’s easy for players to get blinded by their own self-importance and lose a sense of interconnectedness, the essence of teamwork.”

Being apart of a collegiate basketball team involves the usage of teamwork, leadership, and discipline. Sports teach the important lesson of working together, being the vocalist to help motivate others, and reaching goals in a reasonable time frame. These traits pass from the basketball court into the classroom and also into the community as well.

For every high school kid out there or college player, there is greatness in being the kind of teammate who truly wants to be part of a team. Everyone wants to be the reason they winning or losing. Every single one of us wants to be that person. But there are special moments that come from a shared commitment to play a role, while doing it together. That's what you will remember. Not your stats or your prestige, but the relationships and the achievement that you created through a group. It's hard to do, but there's great joy in

From my first T-Ball team to my senior year track club, the comradery and confidence I have gained from competing on numerous sports teams has made an enormous impact on my life. Growing up, I went to a very small Catholic school. With less than 100 students in the entire school district. In third grade, our family moved to Manteno. Where each grade level had at least 120 students. Baseball and Basketball were crucial for me in my early years. It was how I became acquainted with most of my friends growing up in Manteno. If it wasn’t for competing on a team, I would have stayed timid for the rest of my life. With the confidence sports have gave me, I have been able to challenge myself to experience the world and all

This past summer, our Marist Varsity team worked the basketball camp. I coached a group of six to ten year old girls. One girl was much better at basketball than the rest of the girls, and the other girls started to be mean to her and her mean to them. This then lead to the girls not working well together on the court. I decided to leave my coaches out of it, and handle it on my own. After one of my team's games, I pulled all of the girls aside to talk to them. I told them that they need to be nice to each other because it affects their game play too. I told them that everyone was there to get better at basketball and that each of them are at a different point in their skill levels. I went on to say that I was not going to involve any adults

I hid as a child: I hid my smile, I hid behind my long hair, and I apologized frequently. I was uncomfortable with who I was and what I looked like, and I often felt as though I was an inconvenience to other people. My journey to change began the day I tried out for a volleyball team on a whim at the age of thirteen; later, with the prodding of my coach, I continued on to basketball tryouts that same fall. I had never truly applied myself to sports before the 2009-2010 season, but something came alive in my mind that year. Athletics has taught me more life lessons than I could expound upon in a single essay, but perhaps the single most important lesson that I learned while playing sports in middle and high school is that I should not be afraid to be a leader. Sports coaxed me out of hiding.