Personal Narrative Essay: Go Play Tennis

Then tennis just started to get intense, I had to practice for two hours a day on weekdays. When it was Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I had to run two miles just for a warm up, and on Tuesdays and Thursdays we had to do a one mile indian run. I couldn’t have waited much longer to start my first actual tennis practice. The first day was fun because we did a lot of drills that we didn’t learn during open court and we did an actual match against our own team. Near the end of the first practice, Walters called us over and we had a meeting about assigning our double partners and that they will be testing out random people to see who has the best synergy together. The next day came and I got paired with someone named Vincent, he was the rank right

Main Point 2: Tennis has been played all over the world for centuries, getting more popular as time goes along. It has evolved in many different ways, and continues to do so.

Always willing to adapt to any given situation, I aspire to make things as convenient as possible for everyone. I have been an avid team member the varsity tennis team all throughout my high school years. Consistently playing mixed doubles with my partners all being upperclassmen, I had reached the point where I became the partner-less upperclassman. In need of a new partner, my coach and I discussed potentials, but reached no solid conclusion. Aware of a new tennis team member, an incoming sophomore, my coach turned to me as a guide and mentor to help him feel comfortable.

After joining the team, my natural instincts to compete took over and I battled everyday to get a spot in the playing lineup. Although joining the team as a junior, I quickly earned my teammates respect by being prepared for and persevering through difficult practice sessions. I played matches against my teammates every day in order to move into the team’s playing lineup, meaning a top six spot. My relentless effort and infectious enthusiasm at practice led to my place in the doubles lineup with Julian Lenz, one of the top ten players in college. I had to adapt quickly, getting stronger and adding more spin to my strokes in order to compete with Julian against some of the best players in the nation. In order for us to be a successful team, I had to match Julian’s mental focus and desire to win. Through spending time together on and off the court we were able to build a strong relationship that would propel us to an exceptional season. Julian and I were able to win key matches in the Big 12 tournament because we grew to trust one another in high-pressure situations. Ultimately, my success as a student-athlete was a result of my tenacity to succeed and ability to adapt to new circumstances.

As a member of the Varsity tennis team, I am no stranger to facing what seem to be impossible odds. Being a singles player, during a match it is all on me to figure out what is going wrong and make the adjustments to fix it. Halfway through a match, I found myself down one set to none against the seventh ranked team in the state. The break in between sets is time to reflect on the same thus far, and to think about what you are doing right and what you aren’t doing so well. At this point in the game, I was down on myself and I couldn’t get anything in my arsenal of shots going. Instead of continuing to try to hit shots that I hadn’t hit all game, I decided to go back to the basics and try to gain some confidence in my shots. My main goal was

I played tennis through junior high school. I hated running. Because I tired running easily. But I like plaing tennis. Because I am not tired playing tennis. But I limited body power when I became high school. As soon as, I began body power training. It seems that I am fine begin body power training. Because I was stong tennis. Also, I am useful on the life because I began body power training. Now, I continuing body power

“W,” he countered. I spun my racket on the ground and when it stopped, I looked at the butt to find it had landed on W. He opted to serve first and just like that, we were off. I had awaited this match for nigh on a year. We possessed the opportunity to conquer our biggest rivals in our house. Our entire team carried a mutual hatred of the Alexander Dawson School. As an expensive private school, they had a picturesque campus, state-of-the-art food services, lavish busses, and their students all had the same snobby attitude. We had a small campus with a low budget meal service. We just got our beautiful new tennis courts this summer and we could not let Dawson claim their first win on them before us. As far as the Peak to Peak tennis program was concerned, this was the championship. It was time to ruin Dawson’s season and claim the battle of Lafayette, Colorado!

My brother and sister had been playing tennis for a long time, and they were starting to get really well. They won many tournaments. We have a couple boxes full with trophies from them. My parents decided to take my siblings’ tennis to the next level. They knew of IMG Academy in Bradenton, Fl. They bought a house in Vizcaya, a small gated community that was 1 minute away, by foot, from IMG. One could look onto IMG’s golf courses from the gate entrance. My parents sent my siblings there, first, to check out Florida, IMG, Vizcaya, and do other things. Later, all of us, except for my dad, flew over to America.

Tennis practice had just ended, and we were putting the balls up in the locker room for the last time together. Why did I just tell my best friend that I just chose to leave him behind? Not only him, but also my family, friends, and achievements that I had built up over years. Well, to put it simply, I had plateaued. In my small town, my education just couldn’t get better, so I couldn’t reach

For as long as I can remember, I have always been a shy person and never liked putting myself into social situations. The one way that got me out of my shell was playing tennis. In ninth grade my best friend encouraged me that we play and try it out. As soon as I started playing ,I fell in love with the sport. In my life, I have tried other sports such as soccer and volleyball, but i never stuck with them due to the fact that i just could not connect and get into them. Tennis was completely different.

I ran and felt as if I was about to collapse. Conditioning for tennis had been going on for three days now and I still was not used to all the exercise. I was sore and my muscles felt heavy and tight. l had never played any sport in middle school, which is why I wanted to try one in high school. As my mother drives up towards me, I felt the sudden urge to cry. I tried to hold in the tears the entire car ride home. My mother noticed that I was more quiet than usual, and asked about how my day went. I only shrugged and looked away as I wiped a tear away.

After our last practice, we all go home to pack our essentials for the trip. We were planning to leave at 7:30 a.m. Friday morning. I gathered all of my belongings for the trip and put in all in the car the night before, I was very primed to play this game. This was a game that we had anticipated for a week. The anxiousness was present and we all just wanted play. I knew I needed to get a good night's rest, so it was time for me to go to

The day had started off more unusual than most. Instead of sweating through a physically and mentally intense tennis match, I sat in the bed of my hotel room. After sleeping for 14 hours, the cold which had forced me to pull out of my match from the previous day still left me feeling exhausted. After my weeks of training and preparation for this tournament, the bitter loss stung like a hornet.

By treating my opponents with respect, I compete with hope that they will do the same. Samantha Stosur stated, “Tennis is all about mental toughness, and you have to keep your head in the game.” With this quote in mind, I understand I will never forget this experience. I am thankful to use this challenging time as a way to learn and prosper for the

I first started playing volleyball at a very young age. I was in the seventh grade when my volleyball career started. My sister started playing in the seventh grade and I just wanted to follow her footsteps. My seventh grade year was ok because I had just started out and really didn’t know the game. There was A team and a B team, where A team was better than the B team. I tried my best to be on the A-team, but guess where I ended up, on the B team.