Soccer Descriptive Speech

The pressure was on. Myself as well as my middle school football team had been practicing for weeks to beat our opponent, Southport Middle School. They had beaten up the year before and it was our turn to pay them back.

LAW 4 - Player’s Equipment-Teams must wear the same uniforms.This includes shin guards to be worn by all players.

I felt my heart racing as I imagined making the top team in the club. I knew right then and there that I was going to try out for the team as soon as I discussed it with my parents. After my parents’ approval, I went to the first tryout with high expectations and aspirations. The tryout was going well at first; my skill was evident on the ice. I was making quick passes and skating hard. I will never forget the fateful pass that happened next. I remember the play in slow motion. I passed the puck through the center ice, a precarious move, but it was intercepted by the opposing team and as a result they scored a swift goal. Groans from the other players could be heard and my heart sank. That pass would determine my fate. After the tryout, I undressed slowly replaying the pass repeatedly in my head. Coach Ruben walked out of his office with the list of players who made the team in his hand. As he posted the list on the bulletin board, all the eager players ran over, examining the list of names. I stared at at the list for what seemed like an eternity searching for my name, but it was not there. I stifled my disappointment and followed my parents out to the car. To my ten year old self, my dreams were crushed and I assumed my hockey career was over before it even

I came to the bench breathing heavy and tired. They congratulated me on the goal, but with a tie game there was still a job to

While I felt as if we would lose, I still wanted to try my hardest to change that outcome. I played my hardest at Shortstop and was able to get two of the three outs by a double play. Sadly that play had come at the expense of a run from their team. The last batter from their team was struck out and we headed back to get ready and bat. The crowd kept supporting us through the bad calls from the umpire and the strikeouts even to this point. The team was motivated and ready to take this game and head to finals with my morale boosted I got ready to cheer my team on

While I felt as if we would lose, I still wanted to try my hardest to change that outcome. I played my hardest at Shortstop and was able to get two of the three outs by a double play. Sadly that play had come at the expense of a run from their team. The last batter from their team was struck out and we headed back to get ready and bat. The crowd kept supporting us through the bad calls from the umpire and the strikeouts even to this point. The team was motivated and ready to take this game and head to finals with my morale boosted I got ready to cheer my team on

My conscious rang in my head constantly saying, “How can everything go wrong on one of the most important days of my hockey career. Everytime something bad happens, it always has to happen to me. “

My hands were a little damp, as I was anxious and a little nervous as to what the day ahead of me held. This is similar to the sweat people get when they work hard. I believe it is a symbol of hard work paying off. The sweat that was on my hands was symbolic of my hard work, and now that visit is the reward. After we parked, my parents and I walked through the Livingston Campus towards the outdoor ticket booth, the place where we said we would meet. As we were walking towards the ticket offices on that cold, grey Saturday morning, my mind was spinning thinking about many different things. It kind of felt like I was walking in slow motion and that my thoughts were taking over my body. I was curious as to what was going to happen during the day that laid ahead of me. In front of me I saw a door swing open and noticed that it was the coaching staff. A few steps later, we were standing face to face with the staff. After we all chatted for a few moments, the exciting part of my day was about to

Everyone was so happy that we won the championship because my team has not won in 10 years it seems like forever. The crowd was cheering so much for us. I was so happy that I have tried my best all the time and that it is ok to make mistakes. We make them all of the time even if we do not notice

Have you ever heard the saying, “have you ever wanted something so much it hurt”? Well, when I say it. I’m talking about literally hurting. Your legs are so sore, it feels like you can’t take another stride, your so out of breath from chasing the ball around, and your so exhausted from last nights practice, your bed seems to be the most attractive thing to you right now. Three hour practices of straight running, push ups, and sit ups has its pros and cons. Even at times when you feel like you need a break, pushing yourself through it is what makes you a better player. I choose to inform you on soccer because I’ve played my whole life, from 5 years old until my senior year in high school, and its something I know about. The three main

I took a sigh of relief and I backed out, looked at the signs and stepped back in. the pitch came in at my body, but it broke into the strike zone at the last second. The curveball froze me to move the count to one ball and two strikes.

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The team was ready, we had been working extremely hard for the past seven months for this. We were all in great shape and very rested. A few of the returning players were meeting me at my house to carpool to the final game of the state championship tournament. Everyone knew that the hard work had paid off when we won the semi-final game the preceding day.

With the game tied 6-6 that is when I went into my own little zone and was in my moment. The crowed was electrified and cheering us on. I thought about all the hard work the coaches put us through doing two a days and keeping us late after a hard practice, spending all of that time and hard work just for this one little moment when the game was on the line. Back to reality our quarterback had started the play and it looked like it was going nowhere and we might have to got into overtime. Then after about 6 crazy seconds he threw the ball to our halfback and he broke a couple tackles and the somehow stretched across the goal line by about 2 inches and we had taken the lead 8-6 with 52 seconds to go. When the game clock hit 00:00 for the first time in our schools history the football team had beaten Aberdeen and none of us could believe it. This was a special moment.

"Thanks," I said in sigh of relief. Inside, though, I was jumping for joy. It wasn’t everyday that I got to start. I knew the reason why. It wasn’t that I was playing great, even though I had been playing good up until then. It was because Shannon had missed yesterday's practice. I didn't care though. As I came back to Earth, I now realized