Personal Narrative: A Career As A Coach

It all started when i was in fourth grade. It all changed what inspired me came by whole big dream that i wanted to be successful at. I was at school just a normal day, and it was times to go to PE, and my coach got out a circular ball that i had never seen in my life. It was kinda colorful, it had some weird word written on it, but i couldn't see from where i was standing. My coach handed us each one of these balls, and coach called them volleyballs. My coach told us what to do and what not to do, so i was at this net, and just gave the ball a high five because that's what he said to do. Coach came over to me, and kinda directed me through and told me it was called a serve. That day i went home thinking about it, and i decided i want to do

When a passion dies, it is the most heartbreaking thing there is. A coach who has killed my passion has their favorites, makes me feel worthless, and only cares about the girls who she thinks are the best. No matter how hard I worked in practice, it would never be good enough for them.

I know exactly what he looks for to accomplish in practices and it would be a great opportunity to work for him to become a better softball coach and a better person. I have played the game of softball for fourteen years, four of them being collegiately and ten of them being for travel teams. I hope that all three of you read this carefully and give me a chance to show you what exactly I can do. I may not have a lot of field experience in coaching softball, but I believe that my knowledge of the game makes me a strong competitor against all of the other highly qualified applicants that you are getting for this assistant coach

It was just another school night in the seventh grade. Our recreational tackle football team had a practice at 730pm until 9. It was a very swampy night and from that I felt myself very sluggish. At the time, I was a backup running back. I was always left on the sidelines facing the chills of the cold wind during games. I typically didn’t get to see much playing time on the field, but that night I got my opportunity. I was receiving kicks during a punting audition and all I was doing was catching the ball and throwing it back, nothing unique. One throw after another, my coach began to praise my arm strength. Seeing me pass the ball was a true eye-opener. That night, I went from a backup running back, to the starting quarterback of my rec

Saturday morning, and sweat is running down my face. Dirt is covering every inch of my body. Breathing hard I hear the coach scream “GO!”. Already tired I force my beaten body to run as fast as I could. I see my opponent come into my view, and I know what I have to do. Speeding my way towards the ball I tackle the kid in front of me. In the distance I hear satisfaction from my coach. “Nice tackle Dylan, you get better everytime I watch you.” applauds my coach. I thank him for noticing that I have been working hard throughout these two a day practices. Sprinting my way towards the  next drill I run my coach's words through my head which helps boost my confidence for what is to come next. I was halfway through the week filled with these gruesome two a days, but I knew from my improvement each day I would make it.

The person that had the biggest impact on turning me into who i am today was my middle school coach.

I have played for Coach Ryan for two years now and I have enjoyed every moment with him. I have also been playing basketball for two years now and I don’t think I would be where I am now today without him. I remember so much from the first year I was with Coach Ryan playing basketball. For example I remember having a difficult time with drills. The drills we did during that year were confusing to me and also made me very tired at the same time. Coach Ryan saw this and helped me make sense of the drills and put me back on track with all the other players. I also recall having a troubling time with moves down low in the paint. One I recall would be the up and under move. As much as I tried to do the move, I still couldn’t get the right footsteps

My concern is the head coach we have for U9-10 kid pitch Unfortunately, I do not know his name because he has not addressed nor communicated with the parents. On the first practice, one of the kids' father (who has coached for the YMCA) started helping with the kids and started coaching because the head coach was not there. This is fine with me. I do know that he has baseball experience. The head coach has let the "assistant coaches", pretty much take over with coaching. The concern I have is my daughter is the only girl on the team. She chose to play baseball this season because she wants the challenge and plus she wants a trophy in all sports. Mr. Osborne, you and I both know, Deziray has determination, confidence, and play just as good as

Our hearts had just been ripped out of our chests. We had fought as hard as we could just to come up short on the last second touchdown. We continued on with our heads held high to shake hands with the opposing team because we knew we had fought as hard as we could. I was nearing the end of the line, when the I reached an opposing coach. Not expecting anyone to say anything, I heard a voice talking to me. I heard the man say to me, “Once you get some feet under you, you might be pretty good. Until then, you will just be a piece of shit.”

Yeah, Mr. Jack you’re right I’m late, not only by 5 minutes but 6 minutes. As you can see I’m sweating bullets since I just ran here. I was in the gym with Coach Travis, I was shooting on the gun taking it all in, the sparkling of the hardwood floor, the brightness of the lights, and the sound of the gun shooting the ball back to me. I was just doing my thing when all of a sudden I heard Coach Travis say something, “I would sauce you” are the exact words he said. As we all know Coach Travis is pretty good and it would be tough game, but I wasn’t going to just play it off like I didn’t hear it. I said Coach “You may be able to sauce with your Steph Curry handles, but I’ll drain threes in your eye.” I guess I really didn’t know what I was getting

I chose this particular activity because over the past two weeks, one of our assistant coaches has been really trying to work with us and engaging us in thinking about our teammates as a whole, rather than just ourselves. Each day, she has given us a couple quotes, and talked about leadership. She asked a rhetorical question saying, “Are you willing to go the extra mile for not only your teammates, but yourself. This to me in making me think about not only the big things that are going to happen on the court, but it’s the small things that are going to make it matter why I am performing the information she told me.

Leadership was a word I was not familiar with when I started playing high school softball as a freshman. As the season started I wasn’t even aware that I had a role until the assistant coach said every player has a specific role that will impact the whole team as it progresses. This opened up my mind and made me realize that although I was just a young player who still needs experience in high school games. I was still being relied on by my teammates and coaches on my specific job on the field and the classroom. Although I was frightened with the role I had, I was supported by my family

I joined my first team when I was one month old. Yes, one month. I guess I didn’t quite provide a huge impact on the Georgia College Baseball team but I was a great mascot. For my whole life, my home has been wherever my dad could coach. We’ve traveled to many different states, colleges, and fields so my dad could pursue his dream career. Because of this, I've learned my love for the game and the importance of a team. When I turned four, I transitioned from being a collegiate baseball bat girl to being an actual batter. When I turned 8, my parents realized I was the last girl left in the baseball league and decided that it might be time to switch to softball. Ever since, I’ve been on many different teams learning how to improve as a person

If i had this job would try to get in the best shape, and learn as

Winning our first softball tournament was one of my favorite memories. My coach was a huge factor in our success, and I loved all of my teammates. One of my good friends smashed her first home run that weekend, which made it even more exciting. It was our last tournament of the season, and I am delighted that it ended in our first win.