Soccer Descriptive Essay

Ever since I could remember, soccer had been in my life. If there was a soccer team that needed a coach, my father was always the first to volunteer. There were almost too many strenuous weekends spent hours away from home for soccer tournaments to count. My entire family, consisting of my parents, my siblings, my dog, and myself, packed in a mini-van heading to a city that I had never heard of for soccer games. But when I entered high school, all that would soon go away. I kept playing the same sport that I always had, although now I had to wake up at five in the morning for six hours of high school soccer practice in the smoldering summer heat in order to make the high school team. High School sports were more competitive than anything I had done before. I put in as much effort as I could to make the Varsity High School team, staying out past dinner to practice even longer. I was utterly divulged in soccer and trying to be the best I could be. Soon, I would regret placing a game over spending time with my family.

Well I finally discover the true love and passion I have for soccer two years later when I was 8 years old. My parents finally decided to put me in a team called “Princess” I would go to every practice and always tried to get my parents in the car at time so we would never be late to games. I played defence and scraped my knees sometimes trying to get the ball out of our side. But I never knew what I was actually capable of until my coach had a job and had to leave coaching for a while and one my teammates parent decided to step in. I was so use to playing defence but he wanted to make things different and he believe I would do even better at forward. The next game I played forward score every single goal winning the game I never understood why people seem so happy to score until that day. Seeing the ball slowly roll in the back of the net and every single parents and kids raise from their seats and start clapping nonstop and screaming my name has been the most amazing feeling I have felt in my

The heat bears down on me, as I feel my skin burning in the hot summer sun. Dust and dirt floats around the air and a thin layer of grime covers my entire body. Sweat drips around my goggles while adrenaline fills my body and my heart races. In the middle of nowhere in Virginia, I feel at home, I feel the turf under my cleats and the cool metal of the stick in my hands. As the timer ticks down, the buzzer rings, and the game begins. I look to my left and see my dad sitting on the sideline, ready to cheer as loud as possible. To my right I find my teammates, the most loyal group of friends I have, ecstatic about the potential of winning.

Unlike all other game days, this one is very special. We take on UC San Diego in hopes of securing a playoff spot. My emotions have been running all over the place, and no it’s not because I am a young adult trying to get through college. I have been playing soccer for 15 years already so it is safe to say that soccer is my life. All I do is constantly train to get better and improve as much as I can and today is my chance to showcase my talent at the highest level I’ve played at so far. It’s my second year at SFSU and my second year playing soccer here and with 20 games already recorded for me at the school, I should be coming into the game with a cool head but I am far from it.

Everything starts as a young kid that's when you make friends and most of the time those friends are the ones you experience and try new things with in my case that thing was soccer. I grew up with a lot of my older family members playing soccer i would go to my uncles and older cousin soccer games and in my head i would think to myself i want to be as good as them and maybe even one day have a chance to play with them. When i started elementary school that's when it all started for me i made friends with kids that had the same interest as me and that was soccer it would be all i would talk and think about everyday during recess me and my group of friends would rush out to the field to play some soccer and show off our skills.

Adrenaline begins to flood my body. As I lean over to tighten my cleats. The Adrenaline makes me feel as if I am invisible and cannot be touched. As my team lines up hand in hand to start our march toward the field, I start to prepare myself mentally for the task at hand. I think to myself put on a show, make them all remember #4, play every play as if it is your last, hurt them before they hurt you and never back down, you go 110% every time. Prove to everyone that said you are too small to go anywhere after

Everyone has that certain thing that makes them who they are. That certain thing for me is soccer. It’s my hobby, my biggest interest, and my passion. Soccer isn’t just a sport for me, it’s my life. It has been part of my life for as long as I can remember. I have played the intriguing game of soccer since I was four years old, and I have loved it ever since.

It was an overcast, hazy-looking day in the town of Sergeant Bluff. The clouds above were thick and gray, ready for the rain to start again. The bright green field was muddy with the occasional murky puddle. Our opponents had a reputation for being intimidating and brutal. It didn’t help that all of their uniforms matched. They had the dark green jerseys and shorts, with white socks, and the cleats of their choice. Maybe it was the rainy weather, or the intimidating team, but I felt something would go wrong.

Many people play sports and have hobbies they are passionate about, but soccer isn't justa hobby or a sport I play for fun soccer is my life. Millions of people across the globe play thebeautiful sport of futbol (soccer), so what makes me different from the rest. I started playingsoccer when I was 3 years old and instantly fell in love with the beautiful game. I could tell rightaway that soccer was my sport and my passion and no one could take that away from me.Throughout my development of soccer my emotions for the sport remained constant but mypassion for it changed I became addicted to the sport. I could and still stay soccer is my drug andI can not live without it. Soccer is many things to me it is my friend, my comfort place, mysupporter,

Competing in travel soccer is one of the biggest aspects of enjoying soccer. The development of my skills and the growth of my character all stem from my coaches and teammates. Having played on various teams builds my social skills and teaches me different views on how the game works. This year an exciting fact of travel soccer will be that scouts from colleges and Olympic teams will be measuring our skills at games. The people with whom I play travel soccer are some of my closest friends on and off the field and I wouldn’t be so close to them if it weren’t for soccer. Not only does travel soccer focus on character and social development, it grows me as a

Once game time approaches, a rush of adrenaline and excitement fill you up as you put on all your gear. As we jog to the field, all I can think about is that I cant wait for the game to start. We do our warm ups and then prepare for the first play. Once everyone lines up in their positions, my mind goes somewhere else. Somewhere completely focused, and all that’s on my mind is the game, and winning.

Ever since I could remember, I have always had love for the game of soccer ever since I first laid eyes on the sport. As a kid, I would spend countless hours in the backyard by myself; I would juggle, kick around the ball and doing drills. When I wasn't in the yard pretending to be Lionel Messi I would watch Ronaldinho videos on Youtube dreaming I will one day play against him. Call me crazy, but I was addicted, even as a young boy, to the beautiful sport itself, soccer.

“Alright everybody, hustle, hustle! Over here!” The rest of my team dashed across the field. “Okay,” my Mom started, “We have a game on Saturday. Make sure you bring your shin guards, cleats, and jerseys.”

Cool crisp autumn air surrounded the carefully manicured green fields. The straight white lines in contrast to the autumn colors of the surrounding trees. Almost everyone goes to the sporting events and it helps create a positive atmosphere. Many community members come to watch a miniature battle with a ball and a goal. They will cheer, they will yell, they will scream, and they will support us. The many faces of the crowd will pass by in many shades. You would not miss the players as they costume in white or yellow jerseys. Four legged blue and green objects would unfold for those looking for a comfortable seat. Voices sound out as the game is in progress but fall upon deaf ears when the players’ focus is too hard to break. Only one voice penetrates and you have heard it a million times at practice.

Hidden deep in the streets of Sunny Ridge, a neighborhood, lies a whole new soccer world open to everyone. Soccer City brings an exhalating sports atmosphere that anyone that is willing to learn to play soccer can excel. As guests walk in through the doors of the entrance at soccer city all they hear are the thunderous roars of a soccer ball being kicked against the walls. The trainlike whistles of the referees stopping the ball for a foul, all while trying to calm the opposing teams from getting into an argument. The smell of hard work, but mostly sweat of the players trying to score for their teams. These are just a few of the components that makes soccer city such a wonderful place unlike any other. Soccer City, with all of its components, really outlines the true identity of soccer and how everyone of all ages can come together to play a game and work towards a common goal; to score goals.