Personal Narrative Of Soccer

Growing up I had focused on competitive soccer. Soccer challenged me both physically and mentally and I learned to love these demands on the field. These challenges helped me foster a self-confidence in myself when it came to athletics. When I fractured my tibia playing against my rival high school, sending my knee cap into my thigh, I was faced with a new test. The sport that I loved was taken away from me for an extended period of time and it took away part of my identity. Who was I without soccer?

From one week to another I started feeling so much pain in my back I honestly did not know what it was I tended not to pay attention to it that whole week. Until at the end of the week it got to a point where I couldn't move nor stretch that was when I realized my high school soccer career would end. I played soccer as a freshman and as a sophomore I always tried my best I was ready for soccer this time and I had just gotten back from a Europe trip which made me learn new things about soccer. My goal for high school was to be able to play all four years since I had already made the team freshman year.

Soccer is a competitive sport. It's also a very physical sport that requires a galore of determination. With tryouts being even more competitive, will a scrawny kid be able to make it?

As I stepped on to the freshly mowed grass that still had a hint of brown in it, I could feel the heat of the sun beginning to warm my skin, causing a sweat to form. The field was beautiful. I had never seen something so large before my eyes. My life was about to change as I stepped into the circle where all the kids were gathering.

I recall we lost one scrimmage but ended up beating that same team the next day in the tournament.We went to the final and we were so proud.I don't remember the score exactly but i think it was 3-2.They score their first two goals in the beginning of the first half,as we only scored 1 .W e not to happy about the score . Half time approached and the refs blew there whistle and we all go our drinks and took some time to breath after running for like 45 minutes.He give us a speech every game.Before,during, and after is when he tells us.We really got so motivated during the middle of the final.

Soccer is my favorite sport. I started playing soccer when I was five years old. My dad coached my team, as well as all of my other brothers, up until we became ten. By that time I went to tryouts for club. WSA was a great club, and that’s where I started my advanced competition soccer. I made it to a select level team, and it was a great first year. I met knew people and we played tournaments in the summer, but had regular season games in the fall. I was on U-11 which meant Under 11. I continued playing with WSA from U-11, my first year, to U-14 when they merged with the Timbers. When I was playing at U-14 the club was completely different. Much bigger, many knew faces, players and coaches. I had stayed on the same team all of those years

Soccer is an awesome sport that most people love to play! But soccer involves lots of skills you need to know. Especially the scissor, the scissor helps you get around the other team and their defenders. Some people have a lot of trouble doing the scissor and need to learn it so their comfortable doing this skill. Before learning how to do a scissor some equipment will be needed. Soccer cleats to help yourself grip to the ground, possibly shin guards, socks to cover your shin guards, and a blown up soccer ball, make sure it’s your size!

My team has been working really hard in order to get to the finals for the soccer league.We trained,played cooperatively, and tried our best.This game meant everything to me and my team.It decided the victor for the soccer league.If we didn’t win the match it would feel like all this training was a waste of time.

Being an athlete from the age of 6, I belong in a large, multi-player, organization: The culture of soccer. In this culture there’re many age-levels, divisions of skill, and competitive matches that I come across frequently. To be more specific soccer has many subcultures, in which one I fit in is travel soccer. Travel soccer is defined to be a very challenging division of the sport, in which you train and play at a very professional skilled way. Not only travel soccer but also all the other subcultures like recreational, futsal, and Paralympic soccer have similarities and differences. Ideology is shared with these subcultures because they all have a set of beliefs, attitude, and a certain status to maintain in order to continue to be a soccer player.

I have had the privilege to be able to play soccer the majority of my life. Over the past several years, I noticed the formation of cliques on the club soccer team that I was on. Unless other positive alternatives are encouraged, cliques tend to stay together and can produce negative power. My teammates would belong to certain groups within the team, and the groups wouldn’t interact. That impacted the way we worked together on the field. I asked myself, “Were we really playing soccer at our full potential?” In my freshman year of high school, I was chosen to be the team captain by my soccer coach. This responsibility included representing the team, getting to the games early, and leading warm ups. My coach told me that I was selected because

I’ve been playing soccer a long time, longer than i remember. My dad says i've played since I was four. Despite that, as a freshman in highschool I still wasn't very good. id simply drifted through ten years worth of summer and fall leagues, only picking up enough skill to become the captain of my school's C team.

The sport of soccer ( called football in most of the world) is considered to be the world’s most popular sport. Just kick it up, just kick it, goal kick, to the the goal, get your kicks.

It is my first soccer practice of my last year in high school. After five minutes of incessant running and a collision with the goalkeeper, I fall to the ground. Screaming in sheer agony and totally bewildered, I try to stand but sense something is wrong. The atmosphere does not feel right. My teammates gathering around me. My coaches yelling for the physical trainer. Teammates and staff gazing at my leg with puzzled expressions. I muster the strength to pull my upper body high enough to view my leg and I see it. My leg, covered and dripping in blood. My skin totally eradicated from the bone sticking out of my shin. I attempt to extend my shaking hands towards my leg, but they instantly give way. Drop. My own arms could not withstand the immense

The most recent challenge that I had to face actually happened last week. Me and a few Standout club members were arriving to football practice a little bit late on Tuesday. When we made it to the practice field our head called a team huddle. All the players gathered around, took a knee, and focused their attention to coach. Coach looks around and says “For all you guys going to Bible study is gonna have to make a choice”. Hold on, let’s stop right there, I am going to give some history on how this tension built up. Two years ago, my friend Matt started at bible study group called stand out. Every Tuesday Matt would have a bible study starting right after school at 3:15. Every Tuesday me and a couple of football players would go. The only

I’ve broken bones, sprained joints, and strained muscles. It would be an understatement to call me injury-prone. Soccer, the sport I love, has been a two edged sword. Along with all of adrenaline filled fun, the lifelong friendships, and invaluable learning opportunities, comes unforgettable mistakes, devastating losses, and the seemingly infinite hours of hard work. None of those drawbacks were as trying and painful as when I tore my ACL.