Persuasive Essay About Volleyball

The sport of volleyball has been a huge influence in my life. I believe once you’ve read about the numerous ways I have benefitted from playing the sport, you can better understand the person I am, my character, and how it translates to other

I have been playing volleyball for as long as I can remember. From playing in club volleyball tournaments in the spring to bumping the volleyball around in my living room, I spend most of time playing or practicing for a sport. Most people believe that the only reason kids play sports is because they have athletic skill. I believe that playing a sport is more than just becoming the best player physically, but becoming the best player that your team needs you to be.

On July 1st, I had a volleyball tryout and I thought I could not do it and that I would not get on a team. I was so nervous I couldn't stop thinking about the tryout all day. I had kept thinking to myself that I wasn't going to make the team. That night I went to the tryout and I tried my best and I tried to have fun and be happy. Towards the end of the tryout they sectioned us off on to courts to play, I was so let down because I was not on the best court and I kept thinking that I would be on the second team which was the B team. After the tryout, I went home very

When first learning the different technical aspects of volleyball, I wasn’t exactly thrilled. During my first practice, I had no idea what it meant to be athletic until I realized the necessity of hustling and focusing

According to the “Volleyball Survey,” 58% of people believe that professional volleyball should be a sport much like the NBA, MLB, and the NFL (Coffman). Elizabeth Nobert, one of the many who voted yes, stated “I think it’s more of like a woman's right thing, like how men get to have more possibilities than women in the professional sports field.” In grade school when we would get asked what we wanted to be when we grew up all of the boys would say “an NBA player or an NFL player,” while the girls had nothing in sports to work towards. Volleyball should be a professional sport.

If I am not spending my time working, I enjoy playing volleyball. Our volleyball program takes up half of my summer and every day after school for a few months. Last summer I spent about 35 hours assisting my coach in running a summer volleyball camp for young girls. That experience showed me how much patience I really have. I also participated in club volleyball in my hometown for two years, which ran from November to March. It took up my weekends with tournaments and two days out of my week for practice. Being a part of a team for so many years, has taught me to be dedicated, cooperative, and respectful. All of my hard work as a volleyball player payed off this year when I was voted captain of the varsity team. I also got awarded 2nd team

A timeless sport filled with -- rapid movements, sweat, anxiety, and team cheering -- volleyball is a sport that many underestimate. There are countless people that say “Volleyball is a girl sport” or “volleyball is not even that hard”. Also you may come across an egotistical varsity football team that refuse to attend any volleyball games, because they are mad that varsity volleyball made it to state championships and they did not. However, volleyball is a sport that requires intense drills, training, and a strong team bond. For instance if you do not dive right when hitting the floor you can seriously injure yourself. I have had torn a ligament in my shoulder diving for the ball, because as a volleyball player you are taught to always chase after a ball even if it means running into a wall. But the best and the greatest experience of all time is when it is a game day, or even better yet the last game that can determine your title in Norcal Championships. Norcal Championship finals is the game that all 14 teams strive for during the

Ever since 8th grade, I have worked hard a lot more when I play volleyball. Right when the varsity coaches asked me to join their practice, I knew that I had to work hard and that it will pay off. Now, at every practice, I would play my heart out even if I was playing with a fractured finger or a rolled ankle.

Volleyball is an amazing sport. About two years ago, in fourth grade, I knew I wanted to play volleyball. The only problem was that I couldn’t play school volleyball until sixth grade. I probably could have joined another team, but I decided to wait until sixth grade. When sixth grade came along I was super excited.

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.

Do you have a passion, something you love to do more than anything? Imagine people trying to stop you from doing what you love because they think it’s not useful or a waste. Some people say competitive sports cost too much and they are way too dangerous for young kids to participate in. However, for many youth, competitive sports play a positive role. When kids play competitive sports, they are happier and they learn how to be healthy. Also, they learn life lessons that they will need for the future.

However, things were different for me. Freshman year, I joined the volleyball team with the hopes of making varsity junior year. My first year, I spent the season wishing I was part of varsity. Sophomore year came around, and my wishes were granted. I was offered a position on the varsity team. The opportunity to play as libero (defensive specialist) on a varsity team! I was so excited and terrified at the same time. I felt so much pressure, yet I believed I could handle whatever came my way. At the end of my sophomore year, I knew I needed improvement. However, just thinking about how I had grown in a year, I knew I was capable of becoming the player that my team needed. This was the start of something that made me feel so

I expect nothing from anybody, but expect myself to play the game that I love the most with every ounce of endurance I am capable of. Each volleyball game that I play I do it for the enjoyment of. Playing the game gives me a moment of serenity, a peace of mind that let’s all my problems go away once I step foot onto the court. I rather prefer to play a game where I can do what I know is right instead of getting anxiety whenever I walk out with my current

I tried out ninth grade year and made the B team. The start of high school volleyball was extremely hard because I was out of shape, and again behind technically. This meant that for the next three years of my life I would have to push myself past subconsciously set limits, and attempt to not only catch up with my fellow teammates but surpass them. This entailed summer workouts Monday through Thursday from eight to ten, starting club volleyball, and staying positive through it all. Despite all of my efforts, during the off season of my junior year my coach told me I was not likely to make the varsity team. Everything I had planned since seventh grade was slipping through my fingers, and I felt completely helpless. Furthermore, that off season consisted of my coach’s indecision on whether I would make the team, and my growing dislike for the sport. Needless to say my last months in volleyball were emotionally draining and because of that I decided not to try out my senior year.

As my heart grew for the love of volleyball, I took my talents to harder competition, Great Lakes at the end of my sixth-grade season. This is a very well-known team and they are very superior at volleyball. That was one of the scariest tryouts I have ever attended because there were over three hundred girls trying out for the volleyball team! The first thing everyone was tested on was "hitting". Every girl got in a line and tried their best to hit the ball over the net. Well, I was still in sixth grade at the time along with many other girls and most of us were all still fairly short. I was the next girl in line to hit, I had butterflies in my stomach like no other. I walked up to the ten-foot line and did my approach. Boom! The ball goes screaming over the net! I never knew I had such great power in my arm. Next up in line was the girl behind me her name was Megan, she was also short. Megan goes up to the line and swung at the ball but missed. The girls in the gym were laughing at her because the ball went under the net instead of going over. Suddenly