Rocket Football Struggle

The second practice we went straight to work. Coach Andy made us run as well as tackling drills. It was during one of these tackling drills that Mike had gotten injured. One of the team members had accidentally hit Mike’s elbow with his helmet. Mike was in severe pain and the coach insisted he keep doing push ups. I went over to Mike and tried to talk to him but he was in too much pain to even hold a conversation. Eventually, the coach realized he was injured and sent him to the bench. The next day, Mike was in an arm sling and was forced to quit the season.

I play football here at ULM and we have been in our fall camp for the last 23 days. It is a mental, physical, and emotional strain and tensions are running high. One day early on in camp we were out in the blistering heat practicing. We were almost finished when we called a screen pass and I was going to be the main blocker for the play and if I messed up it wouldn't work. Then as soon as the ball was snapped I stepped with the wrong foot first. This slowed me down and the defender was able to clobber our receiver behind the line of scrimmage. My position coach, Coach Clark, immediately ran over yelling, "What are you doing? Where is the direction you can't lose your man on that play?" I knew what I had done wrong, "I can't let him get up the

I sat in the corner of the locker room, just looking, waiting, and most of all there was a lump in my stomach I couldn't seem to get rid of. This was the region 5 WAHA Kohlman Cup tryout room and there had to have been 30 others looking for my spot that I wanted on the team glaring at each other. There was a coach in the room that went by the name coach Buster and by the looks of it he was just as uncomfortable as all of us, sitting there and staring into the sea of players just waiting for the ice to be done resurfacing. The buzzer went off.

As a motivated fourteen-year-old, determined to not let this problem stop my training, I went practice every day of those twelve weeks. Though I could not move my arms, I kicked laps for two hours a day. Besides my injury, the team ran into a plethora of problems, and the team folded a few weeks later, which meant I was out of a team.

The indoor season was over and my teammates and I were prepared. Sadly, our coach had been replaced. The new coach was more aggressive than the previous one. She made us run around the field multiple times.

Rocket Football is wrapping up on this Saturday. Thank you, for all your volunteer hours you have put in the rocket football program to create positive memories for the players. I will have certificates ready for you by 3pm tomorrow (Friday, October 14). Please come Friday from 3pm-9pm or before your game on Saturday, we open at 8am. Without you we would not be able to make this program a success. Thanks Again!!!

Is it worth putting people at a health risk in order to entertain? Football players face a difficult and harsh reality when their playing days stop. The stress of the game takes its toll on their bodies, and that stress on them can lead to financial and emotional struggles for which they are not prepared to deal with. “A survey of 763 former NFL players conducted by Newsday in conjunction with the NFL Players showed 61 percent said they found it difficult to adjust to daily life after their career, while 85 percent said they did not believe the NFL adequately prepared them for the transition”.

Coach called the first few players that were competing against the New Jersey players. He called me up to the mat first. My opponent walked up in front of me. Adrenaline rushed through my body, half shivering from the intensity. The coach had to blow the whistle three times for the game to start. One, two, and three. As soon has he blew that third whistle I was slammed to the ground! He called me back up for the second round. I wasn't giving up now. I could hear strangers I didn't know cheering me on, and my Dad cheering making the biggest fool out of himself. Once again he blew the whistle three times, and I charged my opponent head-faced right on the ground penetrating his neck with my hand! That was my play in this tournament, although I tied my opponent. There were around 10-15 players left to compete for the state tournament to end.

Everything felt slow with just 45 more minutes until the game no one was ready yet. Everyone was moving around, no one could sit still. This was the first time that everyone has been in this kind of position. My coach came in and asked for the captains. Our captain looked around and picked me to go with him. With chills going down my neck I slowing walked out with him. On the field I can see so many lights shining, the ice cold air. Walking to the middle of the field my captain asked me to call the toss. I told him no but he told me he was too nervous to do it. Slowly walking towards the middle of the field we saw the other team’s captains. They were huge way bigger than me. The first strategy of football is to send your biggest guys to scare the other team. Well they did it to perfection to six foot guys that looks

When I was cut from the modified basketball team in eighth grade, it created a painful moment of failure. It pushed me to get where I am today as an athlete, student, and as a young adult. The beginning of winter during my eighth grade year came down to The final day of tryouts for the basketball team. I’d became nervous because it was the final day of cuts and being one of the last people left to get called in to be talked to by the coach. Coach called me in sat me down and gave me the normal start to the meeting, what I did good and what I needed to improve on. While he explained all of these positives and negatives to my game to me it had felt like he talked for hours on end and then his final words to me would be something

As football season was starting, the freshman cheer squad had to get many practices in for halftime routines. My coach, who shall not be named, was 18 and was extremely immature and extremely unprofessional. At our first game, she got mad at us for being late even though the game was in Folsom and there was major traffic. And while we were cheering underneath the boiling hot sun, she was eating her raspberries and cookies with her boyfriend. But anyways to get to the point my coach didn’t even know my name. I was the only girl who she would forget. I mean… hello, it took her till the end of the football season to get it

In our own city the percent for us winning the game was low they put us at 13 percent. We ended up winning 24-7 I swear after that i was so emotional. That monday coming back to school i swear we had over 15 college schools at our school all us seniors was excited but for me i was nervous because i had still havent passed my high school requirment test which was my reading test i had already took it like 3 times and i kept missing it by like 2-3 points and non of the coaches wasnt gone talk to me unless i had that passed . So my guidence counsler signed me up for that next saturday right after our big homecoming game we was facing orange park high school.after coming from a win 3-0 i woke up that morning nervous as heck , i had got ready and took off out the door . on my way to the testing center i had got a call from my teamate slash brother , he called me crying saying coach was gone all i could do was listen and cry but i remembered coach always told me if i want it go get it so i still went and took my

One moment that stood out to me the most in my life is when I stood up for myself against my very inappropriate and disrespectful soccer coach. There were two incidents that happened between us. I was about 9 or 10 when I had him as my futsal coach. It was a regular practice and after a drill we did, he told us to bring it in. Once we became quiet and stood still in a line, he told us individuals if we were good or not. When he got to me, he told me that I was a terrible player. He told me that right in front of my teammates and friends. I felt humiliated, embarrassed, and really sad when that happened. Almost, every practice I would come home and cry to my parents that I wouldn’t want to play anymore or I wanted him to leave. After that

After the 7th period bell rang, I rushed to the locker room. Walking into the locker room, every one of us started screaming and yelling football talk. "Time to kick some ass," I yelled over and over as I put on my pads. After we all suited up, we received the pre-game talk from the coaches. We then ran out of the locker room, punched the lockers on the way out and screamed all the way onto the field. Then we started warm ups. For me, this was the most anxious time of game day.

Over the past six weeks, I had to create and complete a training schedgual that will help me get better for my sports (Football). I created my own training schedgual to improve my speed, endurance, power and flexibility that will futrther help me when im in a football game. I had done a test for these that were 12 min cooper run, verticle jump, sit n reach, agility, and yoyo. In my training week I did a variety of session that I thought would help me for my speed, endurance, power and flexibility using a varity of training methods and training principles.