Personal Narrative: The Dulles Varsity Soccer Team

In the Semi-Final game we played the Wilsonville Wildcats. It was a game where we got smacked in the mouth early, The Wildcats were up two touchdowns early, but we were never out of the game we came back made them play four quarters of all out physical football. We ended up winning that game 63-35. Entering the locker room, the excitement filled the air and the chant “were going to the ship,” began. The whole season lead up to this moment the moment when we knew that we had made it all the

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.

Soccer was a huge thing in my community so when one of my friends named Julio invited me to join his soccer team i got so happy i went to go buy new pairs of shoes to show them off and to this day i will never forget what those shoes were they were these blue and grey nike mercurial shoes. I went to my first game and that's when i met more people that also loved soccer like i did but they went to different schools so i didn't really know them. My team won the league and also the finals i was 8 years old when all this happened and as an award for winning the finals my team was rewarded with a huge trophy. What made that day the most memorable day of all is when i received a separate trophy and on the trophy it had written “Star player” that's when i

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.

Since I can remember, I’ve always played soccer. Whether it was kicking the ball around my kitchen and dining room (this didn’t go over well with my mother) or playing on a youth team, club team, or school team, soccer has always flowed through my veins and helped prepare me for the challenges I faced ahead. These early experiences foreshadowed my maturity and growth through soccer.

I spun around in my new, bright green swivel chair, staring at my bedroom walls. I reloaded the page for the billionth time.

“ok boys we have made it this far and i don't plan of bloody losing now. we are that close we can touch it, only you can change it, not the bloke next to you, only you so play the hardest you have ever played. ok?” “ok.” we replied. “OK?” the couch yelled “OK!!!!!” we scremed. I ran out onto the field feeling the most pumped I've ever seen. i was moved to centre and i was trying as hard as i could to stop the huge player from the other team. he got the ball and i was straight onto him and tackled him as hard as i could. i was the first person to take him down from our team but the job wasn't over yet. he hand balled it to some one who kicked to a forward flank who kick a set shot and put them in the lead. It was a back and forth battle, goal for goal, possession for possession and it got down to thirty seconds and they were up by 3 points and it was in there forward and they were about to kick a goal but someone smothered the ball and a team mate picked it up, rushing, he kicked as far as he could and someone in the centre marked it. ten seconds left and i make a lead into the forward 50 and take a diving mark. I was about to kick it but the buzzer went. i had to kick a goal to win. it was all down to this. 50 out and i was lining up, the whole team was relying on me. i take a deep breath and start running in, blocking out all the booing form the other team i

Sitting on the bench, I turned my jersey collar up to the cold and damp. It was year two and I was still sitting on the bench; I was ready for a change. I played on the school soccer team in my freshmen and sophomore years, however, I did not get much playing time. I was not alone. Many people on the team had been excluded from actual game play, and still more did not even make the team to begin with. It was clear that there were not enough options to play competitive team soccer in my school community.

On June 1st, 2015 my soccer team played in a game we would never forget. In the beginning of the day, we had played against three teams and beat them all. We were all ecstatic after receiving the news that we were playing in the championship game. Our opponents had been our main rivals for years. Watching the crowd fill the bleachers fueled our excitement. As the game began, we were all filled with nervous energy. The time ticked by to the last ten minutes of the game, and we were tied one to one. During the last two minutes of the game, I received the ball and kicked it to the back of the net. Everyone was celebrating, and all the parents were cheering us on.Knowing that I had a part in helping my team gain the title

As soon as my feet land within the the field of play I was in the thick of the action. I was running so extensively that I had to remind myself to breath. Running to defend then transitioning to offense my legs began to burn, undoubtedly from them not being active the last three games, but the moment I touch the ball the pain went away instantly and instinct kicked in. Passing was the name of the game from one to the other, but knowing time was running at we tried to force it. This didn’t work because the ball kept exchanging from team to team within seconds. Finally our coach got fed up and screamed, “All out attack!” So we all went up to the opposing team's side, Souhegan our biggest rival, in efforts to get the goal. The clock read a two minutes, so as a team we decided to take a step back gather our heads, and do what we excel at passing. As we did this the you good see a play starting to develop like a cook would see his recipe becoming a dish. We were all playing off each other in perfect unison doing the simple thing right every time, and we knew something was bound to happen in our favor.

“If you are down at halftime, you will probably lose”. That is what my soccer coach had said at the end of our first practice. Those words had stuck with me for the entire season, and had shown true for the entire season...except for one game. That game was the final game of the season, the game that would give us the title of undefeated champions(Only within our team though).

There was a sense of pressure in the air. A group of us angry football players who were ready to play. It was certain during warm ups we were ready. Things were clicking. As a team we were sharp. I was looking into the eyes of my brothers when I saw the focus and determination. In that moment no matter what were to happen I could not let down the seniors. I had to do my responsibility to win.

I had determination though, so we kept our groove on. Then, it was 5-2. We were about to finish out the hardest match of our life. It was crazy that we even got that far into the match after being down several games and three match points. Ainsley and I finished out the game and we won the match. It felt like a movie, like the whole world stopped and was in slow motion. We had done it. A smile instantly spread widely across my face. All of our hard work was worth it. I felt like I was on top of the world and that no one could stop me. That was probably the happiest day of my life. When I look back on that moment and do not just believe I can do anything, I know I can do anything. I can do

grade for the past eight years. Varsity football was a lot different than freshman team football, and being the smallest kid on the field going against lineman did not help. During my sophomore year we started reading guards, and I got really good at it. From the fifth game on I was the leading tackler for our team. Calling plays for the defensive was a little nerve racking for the first couple of games, but our defensive coaches helped me immensely, and the support from the upperclassman boosted my confidence. We ended up making it to the dome that October, and winning Dell Rapids Fifth State Championship. After winning the state championship I pushed myself like crazy in the weight room, and would spend hours on hours lifting. During this time, I developed my competition strength. I was constantly comparing myself to others, and trying to always be the hardest worker in the room. This also when I believe I developed my maximizer strength. I was always chasing that next State Championship, and doing whatever it took to try and achieve it. Winning the State Championship was one of the best moments of my life, and seeing that ring sit in my room still give me chills of that day in the Dakota Dome. The teams I have been on have been blessed with success, I have also been burdened with injuries. Every season I get injured. In my sophomore spring season of baseball, I tore my meniscus, and missed half of the next football season due to this. This injury was heartbreaking because

The day was here...finally here! I have been waiting so long for this day to happen, my very very first soccer game. I was so excited to play in this game that is all I had been thinking about for the past week. I had been dreaming and dreaming about starting soccer. My parents, my sister, my whole family was so happy for me! It was my very first time going shopping for some cleats, shin guards, socks, and some shorts. My happiness was unexplainable!