Soccer Mistakes

In my first beginning days of highschool, I became interested in playing soccer for my first time ever. I’ve had no prior experience with playing soccer, only that many of my friends and my idealistic brother also played, so this was a major part in my beginning.I began training as rigorously as could have imagined. When the time came when my highschool team announced tryouts for the school I knew I couldn't resist. Many other players that I knew suggested that I didn't tryout for the sake of my dignity, but of course I shrugged them off , excited to prove them wrong.When tryouts came,I pushed the hardest I can. I sprinted the fastest I could,I ran the longest I could, and I put everything I had in me right on the field. I didn't want to leave with any regrets or doubts those few days. It was finally time when the team's roster was announced and possibly the worst day of my life when I saw that I didn't make it on the team. I ran home after school that day,slammed my door shut,and compltely confined myself in my prison, crying in my darkness,alone. I fell into a state of depression and overwhelming of hatred for myself that was impossible for me to escape from. I worked three times harderthan everybody else just so I could get close to the level that they already were. I felt the need to quit and hang up my cleats before my friend came up to me. He said to me that I surprised him how much more I improved and that I should have made the team since I was better than some of the others. He told me not to give up but to continue to strive to improve myself because at this rate I will exceed to impress everyone that doubted me and to show myself that I can accomplish my dream. I was in a really low place for myself that I felt that I thought I should throw away my hard work and accept my failure, although with the help of the single light

One time I experienced failure was when I was trying out for an indoor field hockey league. The field hockey league had three different teams, the academy (the lowest), elite (the middle team), and high-performance (the highest). I was very eager to begin the indoor field hockey season and I had high hopes that I would make the highest team. On the day of tryouts, I had a major case of butterflies in my stomach but I was still eager to start the season. However, as soon as I stepped on the field the nerves began to take over my whole body and I became quite timid. I did ok in the skills portion but when it came to the scrimmage I chickened out a bit. The girls trying out were big and strong and had amazing skills and I instantly began to think I was

I failed to reach the top of the rock climbing wall on the playground, and as a result, I have strived even harder to reach the peak of success in everything I do. Instead of becoming discouraged and disappointed in myself, I found a way to improve myself for my next challenge. Learning from my mistakes has molded me into an improved person while giving me the motivation to keep pushing forward. Failure has taught me the importance of learning from your errors and trying again, no matter how difficult it may be. Without lessons like these, I would not be the motivated, independent person that I am today. I will continue to fail and try again until I achieve my goal of reaching the

I started the first few weeks wanting to impress the head coach to prove to him I deserved a spot within the starting nine on the varsity level. I practiced hard, never goofed off, and went to the cages with my dad on the weekends. I wanted to make the varsity level to show my family and myself that I could do it and that I was good enough to compete at the varsity high school softball level. When I was younger, I made the team I wanted, I never considered failing to be part of me. The big week came, the teams were posted all seven freshmen had made a team but yet to find which side of the paper their name

I went up Coach Griffin after that first practice and asked him what I could improve on to be a varsity player. He told me that I was at the skill level required for the team; however, my lack of experience was leading to a noticeable confidence issue. I would just have to work hard on JV that year, he said, and they would possibly pull me up later in the season. I took it to heart, and it was only after that season that I realized how wise he was to put me on JV. That year, I was the captain of the team and one of the best players on the field, and after a few games, I was dressing for

I believe Jimmy Connors best embodied my attitude toward failure in his iconic quote, “I hate to lose more than I love to win.” As someone who has actively participated in sports all throughout high school, as well as serving captain of the varsity football team this senior year, I am no stranger to Failure. As time goes on I have noticed the losses tend to stick more than the wins. I believe this is because of all the ‘what if’s that accompany failure. What if I had been a little bit faster? What if we didn’t drop that pass? What if we stopped that play? No matter the team, no matter how hard we played, every loss always left me with these same questions times 1000. However, no loss was more impactful than this year’s Thanksgiving day game

Once again a preseason of hard work led to a season where I could not start a single game in the season. However, because I had learned to work even harder than I had before, I saw much more playing time, playing in seven of our twelve games, including one playoff game, and I had found a spot playing on special teams. I also was able to make a few tackles, and our team improved, as we went from a team that won less than half of our games, to a team that had one regular season loss, and lost in the championship. In my junior season, I started to get much better, in many ways due to the fact that the offensive line coach on Varsity was better than that of JV. However, the playing time that I received only slightly improved, because I was hampered by being stuck behind one of the best offensive linemen in school history. He won all-state, all-league, all-section 1, and lineman of the year in our league. So again, I failed to get into the starting lineup, but I knew that I was very close to making

Last year, I had been one of three sophomores to make the varsity soccer team. I was proud to be part of the elite group and motivated by the opportunity to play with the upperclassman. The season kicked off with a promising start. Coach gave me encouraging feedback and significant playing time as he tried to determine my position on the field. Game after game, I kept earning more opportunities

I instantly felt dismayed at the remark the coach had said to me and left wondering what I'd done wrong. As I got home, my dad asked me how the practice had been that day. I confided what the coach had told me and he advised me to forget about it and to work hard during the practices. So, every time I played volleyball I played hard and rigorously, even when it was just meant to be for fun. My dad also supported me by taking me to the church building so I can practice there, we'd set up and start doing drills. I ended that volleyball season playing the most with the junior varsity team. The coach congratulated me because he noticed that I had improved a lot since the beginning of the season. Once I began my junior year and tryouts came, I was more confident about my ability to succeed, this newfound faith in myself led me to re-join varsity and to become starter of the

After tryouts the coach brought us all over 1 by 1 and told us if we made the team. My heart was pumping while i waited for him to call me over. He yelled my name and I ran over, I had made the team. After the news I was determined to greatly improve my skills throughout the season. Each practice was hard and the games were much more intense than my previous years. The warm ups were all thought out and made us really get our shooting and passing on point. Then the national anthem was played and it really gets you in a great game mindset. After my first game on varsity I realized how much better everyone

I started to see improvement, and my coach must have noticed as well, because he invited me to come to the varsity tournament that weekend. I was excited for the opportunity to prove myself, but after sitting for the first two games, I worried that I wasn’t going to get my chance. When I saw that I wasn’t starting in the third and final game, I gave up nearly all hope that I would get to play. I was starting to wonder if all my hard work was even worth it, when, all of a sudden, my coach told me to get ready to go in. As I entered the game, I felt a little nervous, but I knew I was prepared. This was the opportunity I had been waiting

I was about halfway through my sophomore year of high school. I was on the varsity soccer team and we were having a terrific season. We were hoping to make a run for state, which had never been done by the boys team since its inception 10 years ago. I did not receive a lot of playing time over the course of the season, but I was integral to the depth and strength of the team. At first, I had to prove to myself and my coaches that I could be an asset to the varsity team. I stepped up my intensity during the junior varsity games and focused all my energy during practice to make sure my efforts would not go unnoticed. My hard work and determination paid off and as a result, I was asked to join in the varsity practices. It was a great opportunity

I was 15 at the time and was in my sophomore year of high school. Our boys varsity soccer team was having a terrific season. We were hoping to make a run for state, which had not been done in my high school’s history. I did not have much playing time while I was on the varsity team. With this said, I am going to share some background to my position on the varsity team. I first had to prove to the coaches that I would be an asset to the varsity team. I stepped up my intensity during the jv games. I was getting noticed by the varsity coaches and soon was asked to join the varsity practices. This was a great accomplishment for me as some of my teammates were chosen sooner to join varsity practices. Once I started practices, I tried veracity

In the tenth grade, I hesitated at the opportunity to try out for a metro team. There were many reasons why I did not participated, one being my confidence. My confidence was shattered by my previous coach as he would always criticize me and had nothing positive to say to me, therefore I did not try out for the metro team. During my grade ten season I went to numerous of soccer academics to regain my confidence. As a result, mid-way thru October I received a call from the head of the metro club and was asked to joined the metro team for the rest of the season. Without a doubt I accepted the offer because I proved to not only myself but to my previous coach that I could do anything when I don’t give up. I put a lot of time and effort into soccer

These failures taught me valuable life lessons and even resulted in better outcomes. My softball lost the state championship game two years in a row to the same team. While this is devastating to athletes, especially after all the hard work that is put in, losing teaches us humility and how to lose gracefully. It also helped us work harder for the next season to try to overcome the obstacle that stopped us. My second example of failure is not getting into my top choice of college. However, this ended up working out because I definitely feel as if I am happier at Boston College than I would have been anywhere else. I learned from this failure that just because one