Personal Narrative: My First Soccer Player

Growing up in a house with all boys in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania, I was taught to be tough and injuries were very common but easily shaken off. When it came to sports, I would put all my time and effort into one thing: soccer. Soccer was always a true passion of mine; as a matter of fact, it was more of a lifestyle than just a sport. I would spend weekends traveling around my local area playing the game I loved with people I enjoyed being with. My teammates became like my second family after countless seasons and we did almost everything together off the soccer field. The idea of putting on my jersey and lacing up my cleats was a moment I would not trade for the world and something I would never take for granted.

Well I finally discover the true love and passion I have for soccer two years later when I was 8 years old. My parents finally decided to put me in a team called “Princess” I would go to every practice and always tried to get my parents in the car at time so we would never be late to games. I played defence and scraped my knees sometimes trying to get the ball out of our side. But I never knew what I was actually capable of until my coach had a job and had to leave coaching for a while and one my teammates parent decided to step in. I was so use to playing defence but he wanted to make things different and he believe I would do even better at forward. The next game I played forward score every single goal winning the game I never understood why people seem so happy to score until that day. Seeing the ball slowly roll in the back of the net and every single parents and kids raise from their seats and start clapping nonstop and screaming my name has been the most amazing feeling I have felt in my

Revealed Object & Speaker Credibility: This is a soccer ball and it is essential to the soccer culture. I just recently started playing soccer again, and I joined a team which plays on Friday nights. On the team I play defender, my task is to try and stop my opponents from scoring a goal.

Everyone has that certain thing that makes them who they are. That certain thing for me is soccer. It’s my hobby, my biggest interest, and my passion. Soccer isn’t just a sport for me, it’s my life. It has been part of my life for as long as I can remember. I have played the intriguing game of soccer since I was four years old, and I have loved it ever since.

Everyone has a memory that they will never forget, a memory that is so sentimental that you will cherish it for as long as you can remember. Soccer is a sport where you can meet anyone and everyone when you play with or against them, however you may not notice what is actually happening when you play. I had one of those memories when I was fourteen years old. Everyone can have one of these memories when they play soccer competitively, for fun, or just in their free time. This memory is about when I went to another city to play soccer and when I got there it changed my life as a young adult and effected me in the long run.

Furthermore, 1855 marked the event in the development in the soccer ball. The first round soccer ball was, by a man named Charles Goodyear. Prior to that soccer balls were not totally round. Until 1908, soccer balls were made from the inflated stomach tissue of executed Irish prisoners, and pig bladders. In China Soccer balls were made from sewn clothing that was filled with rubber. Today most of the balls are made from layers of synthetic leather while the bladders inside the balls are made from latex or butyl. Soccer balls weigh about 14lbs and

At the young age of ten years old, Ethan traveled to Northern Mozambique with his father to rehabilitate water wells. He began kicking his shiny, high quality soccer ball with children in the community and noticed their makeshift balls, created from plastic bags and twine (Couch). Ethan recalls, “When I left [Mozambique], I gave away the soccer ball, and the kids went wild, starting cheering. It was crazy” (Couch). Ethan’s generous spirit urged him to give away the ball, a simple act that changed his life completely. The priceless smiles and shouts, filling the air with hope, resonated in his head. During the return flight to the United States, he decided to begin recreating the moment for more kids around the globe by sending out soccer balls, an idea he named Charity Ball in 2010 (Singer). Ethan resides in Grand Rapids, Michigan, as a 17 year old who still loves soccer. He plays on a club team called Midwest United and the Region II team in part of the Olympic Development program (“Charity Ball”). Gaining support proved difficult in the early stages of Charity Ball. Multiple rejected phone calls left Ethan unsure about his vision, but he refused to give up. Eventually major athletic brands began positively responding, including Franklin, Rawlings, and Wilson which fueled the process (Couch). Ethan’s creativity, generosity, and perseverance in bringing his simple idea to life has spiralled into Charity Ball, a successful and growing

Everyone has that one special thing. The thing that is comfortable and familiar. The thing that makes every problem, worry, and doubt go away. My thing is soccer. I cannot recall a time in my life where I didn’t have a ball at my feet. Soccer has been a major part of my life ever since I was born. From attending my first soccer game at the young age of one month, playing my first soccer game when I was two years old, and still playing to this day, it is safe to say that soccer has taken over my life.

As I stepped onto the field preparing to be a ball boy, I could feel my heart pounding inside me. When I spotted the players walking to the field, I was nervous and super excited at the same time. I had been deliberating what I should or should not do before the onset of the game. For example, if our team (Atlanta United) was winning, I would take a moment to slow the game down. On the other hand, if the opposite team was winning, I would demand of myself to be nimble and get the ball back into play as soon as possible. Finally, my dream of being a ball boy for a major league soccer team was becoming a reality.

My life revolves around 3 important things that keep me going everyday, family, soccer, and fashion . My family is very important to me because I know that no matter what happens they will always have my back. My family follows loyalty because we feel as if nobody should be left behind. I remember the day I came home to my parents arguing which led to my mother packing all our stuff to get out the house as soon as possible which was all so scary and confusing to me. We then just drove around and parked in front of a church to see how the night would end. As I was growing up, I had to learn to mature quicker not because I wanted to but because I had to. I had to leave me childhood fun to help my mother and siblings find brighter days. The day I remember I had to be the man of the house because someone who had that job before me couldn't handle it. I learned to not rely on everyone all the time because when you need them the most they won't be there. My parents divorced at a young age right before my little sister was born which all happened so quick for me however since that day I will never forget because it changed my life in a blink of an eye. Within time I learned it was for the best and it only made me wiser because I knew the mistakes and I

my strength and tenacity seemed to pay off. My freshman year I kept up with some of the best players on

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

It was the end of the 8th grade, and that love and passion I had all my life for the sport was gone. I didn't have that feeling when I touched a soccer ball and it all just seemed to fade away. During this time, of not playing soccer, I lost myself. I started doing poorly in school, found different friends, and really began to take a different path in life. I began to care more about fitting in and being cool, and I lost the sport that I loved the most.

Soccer, which is also known as “football”, is a worldwide sport. The game of soccer is made up with 11 players on each side, where the objective is to score the most goals. The game of soccer is a very physical and aggressive sport. All players play rough and they’re hardest the entire 90 minutes of the game. The soccer field must be rectangular and between 50-100 yards wide and 100-130 yards long. The sidelines and end lines mark when the ball is out of play. There is a goal on each side of the field, surrounded by white netting. The goal is 8 feet high and 24 feet wide. Soccer balls are white and black, made up in leather.

This quote from Ronaldinho, the famous Brazilian player, illustrates that people across the world love the beautiful game known as “football.” The game can bring people together or split them apart. It is a way of combining people that are alike and having their common interests compared to others with different interests. Soccer is much more than kicking a ball into a net. It symbolizes something much bigger that cannot be fathomed by most.