Personal Narrative: Soccer Tournament

On February 28, 2005, I experienced one of the most exciting events that anyone could ever experience – winning a State Championship. The day my soccer team made history is a day I’ll never forget. However it is not just that day we won the title, but the whole experience of the preceding season that got us there. From start to finish, my team’s 2004-2005 season taught me that the platitude is true. You can do anything you set your mind to.

I used to believe that soccer was, well, just soccer. I'd play for my rec team, in which would consist of one practice and one game a week. Nothing special, and not too stressful. After I got tired of rec soccer, I joined a travel team. To be specific it was the Mahwah Raiders. It was a step up from rec, I now had two practices and one game a week. This wasn't too crazy for me- I was fine with the timing and schedule of everything.

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?

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?

We are coming toward the end of the season prepared to defeat Martin. Before the soccer game had started they were playing loud music to get us pump up to clear our minds for the game while the other team getting prepared for a competitive battle. As I looked around, I could see my teammates focus, serious, and talking to each other to get used to it when we head on the file. Seeing the size of the opposing team made me thinking to myself that they were going to smash me in little pieces. Even though, both of my coaches had the most confident look on their face as the players took the field. This excitement night we all was eager for this team arrive.

I play soccer and I am so excited because we have our first tournament is coming up, so me and my team are going to Great Wolf Lodge to have fun before our big soccer tournament. So me and my team are renting out a party bus so that we can all be together on the way there and on the way to our soccer games. On our way we start to talk about how we think we will win and Maielle interrupts and says “ We even have a advantage, they are down one player so they will get tired faster” than Annie says “ you know they may have still have equal amount of players since we don’t know for sure if ellie will be on our team yet.

My huge soccer tournament started when i was 11. It was my was my first tournament ever and i won. My was against friends were on the team. I almost gave up on the whole season because we almost obliterated. This is why should never give.

The Ohio travel cup our soccer team is 2-0 in it. We beat Lagrange 3-1 and Twinsburg 3-2. We were about to play the hardest game of our lives. Belpre from south east ohio they haven’t let up a goal yet and are 2-0 like us. All we needed was one win and we are in the finals.They had the best offence and defence and can pass around any team like there's no tomorrow. We walk up to the field feeling different. We knew we were going to need to adapt to their play style. The game started the players just out worked our team. They were faster and stronger. They go around us like we were a leaf against the wind we had no chance. They scored again and again. It was now 4-0, 1 min left in the first half we couldn’t do anything against this first-class

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!

When I was fourteen years old I had a national soccer tournament in Sanford, Florida. My club team was faced against the number one team in the nation, the Michigan Hawks. The Hawks had multiple national team players and multiple girls that were already committed to large Division I colleges before their freshmen year of high school. This alone scared the life right out of my entire team, but we came together and knew that we could preserver and get through it.

Soccer has been my passion ever since I was a young child and my love for the game is always growing. I have gained a lot of experience and knowledge of the game by playing with various teams, but I know there is always more to learn. Watching how hard people, such as the pros, work for what they have reached inspires me, which is why I always try my best in practice and try to improve everyday. I try to be the most hardworking player in practice and in the games, but as captain of both my club and high school team, I try to encourage all of my teammates as well. Living in a small community, far from bigger oportunities, I feel like I haven't been able to fully show more people what I'm truly capable of. I believe that because of my determination,

Soccer is my thing. Soccer is something I live, I breathe, I analyze, I bleed, I practice, and I play. The sport has been a vital part of my life ever since I started to play the game as a kindergartener. Working as a club soccer referee is also my job, and incorporating the sport I practically worship into my work is something that I will never regret because the experiences I have gained as a result have taught me various lessons over the years.

Well, this is it. Today is the day where I finally try out for my school’s soccer team. This morning i woke up startled by the enormously loud sound of an alarm on my friend’s phone. His name was Bailey Ivester. I've known him since 6th grade year. Boy is he annoying sometimes. Most of the time he acts like he is the “top dog” or “the best of the best”. He stayed over at my house the day before, we were both supposed to try out for the soccer team. To be honest. He really wasn't that good at it. Like i said, he thought he was “the best of the best”. After we woke up Bailey and i ate breakfast that my mother had prepared. It was so delicious and very specific. She had made my favorite chocolate chip pancakes, applewood smoked bacon, cheesy

The freshman A soccer team at Neuqua, a team full of passion for soccer. We came up strong in the beginning of the season with a record of seven wins and zero losses. That was until we played Benet, the bus ride there was lively, we were all excited for the big game. When we got there we saw the team, they made us nervous because many of them play for academy teams outside of school and they also looked bigger than us, we could tell they weren't going to be an easy opponent. We all played sloppy, sloppy passing, sloppy control, everything was sloppy. We ended up losing that game four to one, we barely made it out alive. The bus ride home was quiet no one said a word. In two days we would have to go up against Waubonsie, and no one was excited.