My Life Be Like ( Ooh Ahh )

There I was with 2 wins and on my way to the semi-finals. Only 2 of my teammates had made it that far. My first opponent the next day would be Bryce. As our team left the Pepsi Center and started heading for our hotel, there were some people disappointed and some proud of how we had wrestled. We got to our hotel and got settled in with

With the Christmas tournament aside, we entered the post-season without a loss. We had a plan for each playoff game from districts to regional. We never deviated from the plan, keeping our eye on the target –

“How are you feeling?” She asks. “Okay.” I answer with every bit of energy I have left.

I wake up grab my lacrosse stick, ball and head outside. Grab the net and started to shoot. I play of my state lacrosse team we have our first tournament this weekend and I don’t wanna be the reason that we lose. I was originally a D-pole for my city team but my coach for state thought otherwise. I could run the field in 20 seconds flat. At least that is what my coach said. I started out the day with a couple fakes and spin moves nothing hard just the kind of stuff you need to know when you want to start. My sister decides to come and play me in a 1v1 (me and my sister are competitive) I accept so we go to the plains across the street I bring the net along with us. I just school her badly 10:0 she challenged me at my own game 1st mistake.

“It’s not like I even like it here” I mumble under my breath answering her previous question.

The next game was early in the morning against region 3 who is known to have some of the best players around nut after the end of the 2nd period we were tied 3-3. “Lets rush the the nat and try to score”, Matt our top scorer said. “No, let's just stay in our own zone and just play defence and not then them score. after we see a weakness we just rush ahead and attack!” said Joe, another player on the team. I didn’t think much of Joe and I voted for Matt’s idea. I shouldn't have. The nest period we got swept off our feet the the south in the dust bowl. We lost

From the time you step in the stadium, it’s “Showtime.” The crowd is normally dressed to a “T.” The Barbershops, Hair Salons, Nail shops and stores have met their

That’s where my 170lb counterpart aggressively double legged [basically 2 leg tackle) me to the mat. As soon as I went down one of the two refs called the match declaring that I had been defeated. Instead of acknowledging my loss I immediately reacted and attempted to counter the takedown despite the final call. In all luck the second ref recognized that there had not yet been establishment of control by either 170lb wrestler and notioned my coach to challenge the curious call. After watching the opposing team douse their coach with gatorade as a means of celebration the final call was reversed and we were back in it. I looked at my coach, took a deep breath, fixed my headgear upon my noggin, and prepared for this seemingly endless finale. All in all we tied after overtime and approached the infamous double overtime mark. It all came down to two thirty second bouts to see who could score the most from the bottom position. My adversary succeeded in scoring a point and taking a 1 point lead. Now it was my turn to return the favor. I was stuffed to the mat and struggle to find a way to escape. Yet, with 10 seconds on the clock I pulled the same maneuver that brought us into overtime to gain a 1 point advantage and more importantly the win! Shortly after the celebration I immediately hopped on my post match ritual of

In 2016, more than ever, the team was committed to and had one goal of winning. One of our biggest rivals was St. John’s College High School (SJCHS). My doubles partner and I played the last match of the WCAC championships against SJCHS. During the season, SJCHS was one of the hardest competitors we faced but walking onto the court on the final day of championships, my partner and I knew we would fight and win. After 45 minutes, I hit an ace and we won the match that put us in the lead to win the championships. October 30, 2016 was the single most exciting and overwhelming day for the team all season. Everyone’s hard work paid off.

The match start he shoots on me and i defend it. It was an intense match from the start I was being defensive because he was a state placer and I knew that he was good.The first period came to an end.The second period began and he scored on me.Then I started fatiguing my heart was beating out of my chest.The lights were shining bright down on us like the sun was out. It was an intense match from the start till this point .

Thump. Thump. The beating of my heart increased. Thump, thump thump. What was I feeling? Why am I under so much pressure? These were all questions that I had asked myself prior to my first Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu match. All of my hard work, an entire year of consistent training, led up to this moment – the second I would have to step on to the match and prove myself.

As the weekend went on, there were many highs and lows for us. We ended up coming out ahead in our last game against a team from Duluth, MN and winning U18 Minnesota State Playdowns. Overall our team completed this competition undefeated with a 4-0 record under our belts. Winning this competition meant that we would be traveling to Cedarburg, WI for the U18 Nationals a month and a half

Admittedly I’m not the best wrestler, but my hard work ethic and determination is what makes me exceptional. At the 2015 regionals I lost my first match of the tournament which really brought my spirits down quite a lot. Going into my second match I knew if I lost my season would be done, and sectionals would be out of question for me. I ran out onto the mat, my heart is pounding through my chest. I didn’t want to let my parents and coaches down again. The match started and instinctively I grabbed my opponent’s leg and pinned him in 23 seconds. Winning this match put me into the finals for third place. When I ran onto the match for the finals match my heart dropped when I saw the guy who beat me come out to wrestle me. This meant I had to wrestle the guy that beat me to get into sectionals. The match started and he took me down, so I

The whistle blows and right way we tie up and he just starts punching. I back out, but while I’m backing out he rushes and throws me to the ground, luckily we were out of bounds. We tie back up and again a blow to the face with a clinched fist. No one sees that I 'm getting punched only I’m the one that knows he 's throwing punches. One more blow is all it takes for my nose to become a river of blood. At this point my face is starting to swell and turn red, but the I must finish the match. This just adds on to my rage. The whistle blows again and this time it 's our last tie up. I snap him down and crossface him so hard that the snot comes out of his nose. This is where the crowd goes insane because I just turned this

Shiro patted his back good naturedly as he stepped into the locker room, Lance following at his heel to join the rest of the team. “You say that every day.”