Playing Football And Transfer Back Home

The difficult decision I have ever made was either administrating into Moreau or either continuing with my local high. With that heartbreaking dissection, I have made a choice, that I would administrate for Moreau. Also, because my uncle always desired the best for me. I have also acquired that trying your best and applying your best, can draw you into more situations than ever before. Precisely like me when I was required to proceed to Washington, but then I made a decision that I should attend into Moreau.

The moment I quit it seemed as the right thing to do. At the point I had torn my ACL and all my friends were quitting as well. My biggest thing at the time was I did not think I could get back into the hang of it. My coaches were always

All I could think about was my family and friends back home and the comfort that came along with it. A weight was dragging me deeper and deeper into darkness. Almost every night I sat in my room alone and cried. I tried to bring myself out of the darkness that was consuming me but nothing was working. I tried going out to dinner with “friends”, joining different clubs, putting on music, and turning on all the lights. Every day and night I would wait for the routine Skype call from my closest friend back home. I would take any chance I could get to go home and visit the friends and family I left lacked at Oswego. Finals flew right by and so did winter break. Soon enough, I was back at Oswego for the Spring Semester. However I moved dorms, hoping this would fill the empty hole that was consuming me. It was a quiet Sunday evening when I along with other students returned to campus after

Every student athlete dreams of playing the sport they love in their future, whether it is in college or even to go play as a professional. I have played other sports in my life, but soccer has always been my favorite sport. I decided to drop every other sport I was in to play soccer. It was a pretty hard decision because I really did like playing other sports, but I really wanted

One day I want to walk out of the locker room and a big stadium and play in the field that has made me grow in front of thousands of people and my family. Dreams might just be dreams but it’s your determination that leads you to your goals and make your dreams true. I could never find any other way to chill down but in a football field it was is and has always been my time of peace and silence I love it for it helps me forget about the rest of my problems and takes all my anger and emotions out to leave me with only one feeling and that relief. If at any time you don’t find at home, school, or work, the only place you can find me is at East High schools or as I call it my home the football field doing my thing. Someday I will look over my shoulder and smile for my biggest dream has been payed off with all my hard work and ready to be used in that football

Each of the four years I have been in college has brought a unique challenge and opportunity for growth. For two and half years I ran year-round on the cross country and track team, until I realized I was forcing myself to run eight to sixteen miles a day. That, and the fear that I missing out on other opportunities, resulted in me giving up the sport I enjoyed for over eight years. I do not regret the decision though. I am still able to run and pursue physical fitness through many other enjoyable means such as long bike rides, tennis and hiking.

The last big decision I made was about changing schools. I was a day student at the Gaffney site and lived on campus. While I was living in Gaffney, my papa began to experience health problems. Before I moved to Gaffney for school I took care of my papa so that my parents and grandma could work. When health problems put my papa in the hospital, I had to choose to stay in Gaffney or move back home. After talking with my parents, my grandma, and my advisor I decided to transfer to the Greenville site, so that I could be with my papa. The decision I made to move home worked out great. I was able to find a job, I enjoy going to school in Greenville, and my papa’s health has improved so much that he is back at work.

But during my junior year the head coach began to have problems with me. He started pulling my play time to the point where I never actually got to play. He and I began having bigger and bigger issues as the days went on. Our football schedule was year-round. We had practice and weights every morning at 6am during the spring. Practice Monday through Thursday in the summer and then every day during the week in the fall. With all of that time you could see there wasn’t much time away from the team or the coach. This caused there to never be a resolution of the issue. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and after my junior season in the fall I let my coach know that I was no longer playing football. This was one of the hardest decisions I have ever made. Football was my life. It’s all I knew and all I spent time doing. It was a huge adjustment to suddenly no longer having to get up and go work out in the morning and no longer had to stay after school for practice. At the time, it was hard but I became content with my decision and I knew that I made the right

On August 24th, I began a new chapter of my life. This was the first day of classes for the fall semester, which meant that I was officially a college student. For almost all of my classes, I had a fellow baseball player or two which helped out because I would have someone to converse with. After the first week of classes, I thought that my classes would be a breeze, but eventually that would come to change. The assignments began to become

Making the adjustment to a new lifestyle can take its toll on students, and can leave them feeling uneasy. Being that student athletes don't get the luxury to go home every weekend sets up a new obstacle in the way of easing into a new lifestyle. College freshmen suffering from homesickness should communicate with their support group from back home, typically close family and friends, in order to feel connected with back home. There are many forms of communication now-a-days that allow people all around the world to stay connected. College students that are dealing with homesickness should take advantage of (devices) such as Face-time, Skype, Snapchat, and even old fashion snail mail can make home seem a little more

I have currently picked to go to practice for now so that I can finish the season that I have started because I am not a person that will just give up for no reason. I am currently

As I felt his body collide with mine, I couldn’t dictate I would fall on the rugby pitch that winter day. I landed on my right arm as the players crowded over me to continue the play. I did not feel it at first, but I fractured my wrist. As the pain grew after the adrenaline waned from my body, I realized that my second semester of freshman year would pose a challenge and test my resolve. Before the injury, I took my new environment for granted. College was a new world to explore with different surroundings, experiences, and new people to get to know. I didn’t take the opportunity early in my freshman year to develop my study methods, and after the injury, I had less time to assess my weak areas. I spent nights practicing writing with my left

I didn't even have the same love and passion for the game anymore.At Least i didn't show it , because deep down inside i wanted to play. I hated that i moved to this new school in manhattan ks. Trust me i had the skills but i unfortunately i didn't make the squad. I had a bad reputation at this school being around the wrong crowd making bad choices. I got kicked out my senior year second semester. Not saying the reason why, anyways i got kicked out of home and had to move back to st.louis where i played ball freshmen year at Ritenour high school. It did Not make a difference because the season was over i wasn't going to to ever play for a team again. To make things even worse i got kicked out my senior year here to for the same reason. I felt like a idiot ,same mistakes i was a

I decided to quit playing football in the seventh grade because of the injure that i had sustained.

Throughout this past summer break, I encountered numerous new experiences. I began with the addition of another employment opportunity at our recently developed daycare facility. Balancing this new job amongst my other duties was a challenge in the beginning, but a complete blessing in the end. This option aided in my development of new task skills and allowed me to work on communication techniques. Mid-Summer, I ran for Kolache Queen, the royalty of our town celebration. As I sold tickets to raise money for the Town Improvement Club, I connected with supporters at various levels. Through late June, I was able to create time for several sports camps and tournaments, all while juggling two jobs and chores on the farm. Early July brought about