I have been playing basketball ever since I can remember. My family has always been very athletic. My siblings played basketball as well as my parents. My grandma told me a story about how I used to shoot a little basketball into a 10 foot hoop and I would make it. I play in the point guard position. I work very hard at what I do so that makes me advance in my skill for the sport. When I really started to realize I had a passion for it was in 6th grade. We had a lot of new people therefore our team didn't blend great. But even with my team being the way it was I still put everything that I had into it. Two things at the end of the season happened to me that made me realized that if I worked at it I could do great things. One parent on the
I have played soccer since I was four or five years old. It was my life; I quit baseball for it, made my parents spend thousands over the years on camps and different travel teams. I devoted countless hours to the sport, playing on a number of teams from rec, to high school learning so much as I grew as a player but never learned as much as I did the day I got cut from the varsity soccer team. Growing up I was never a star player in competitive leagues. I could hold my own, occasionally get past some players and score, but for the most part I was just average and I was perfectly okay with this.
I knew early in life that my passion to play sports was undeniable. I was determined to be the best at every sport I played. That determination led me throughout my high school career to be a three-sport athlete since I was a freshman. I have received a varsity letter awards for baseball, basketball, and football. Senior year of my high school football season I was awarded captain of my team. My junior football season I was awarded honorable mention all league as well as honorable mention all area. Being a talented athlete, I continued to push myself to improve. I believe the drive to succeed came from deep within myself as dedicated team player to never let my teammates down without a fight. Besides sports I am active member of the key club for my school and frequently helped out with the miracle league foundation in Schnecksville, PA for kids with disabilities. Throughout my summers I have been helping out at a youth football camp having fun and teaching the youth about the sport of football. Throughout my high school years I’ve kept myself quite busy whether it be through athletics or just helping out where ever I can. Keeping up with
The day was October 8th, 2014. I hardly played. One school day, my 5th teacher, Ms. Smit said, “flyers for the basketball team on the table” ordinarily I took one. Kids from 4th, 5th, and 6th grade came to try out for the team. After tryouts, a paper next to the nurse's office was hung up. The paper sheet named those who had made the team. Surprisingly, I made the team, most likely from my height. I felt like I shouldn’t have made the team. At the time, I barely started to play basketball. I went to the practices at school and tried to make myself a little bit better, since a tournament was about to begin in a few weeks.
Clouds mugged the sun of light as the day progressed. Dusk filled the air on the baseball diamond where I would leave my legacy. Forth, was the championship game to be played, and the pressure of the starting pitcher, was not fazing me. In the zone, we said the Little League pledge. Jolts of excitement filled my muscles as I recited the piece that I know all too well. Warming up, I was controlled, and was ready to bring it. The game began with a bang. Strikeout after strikeout I fired, giving my all every single pitch. ‘BOOM’ went the glove after every pitch, whizzed right by the petrified batter. However, this was not much different for our team. Just two hits filled the board, I and my teammate Ian Keth. Scoring off of this was efficient,
All my life, I have participated in sports. I ran track and cross country, and played volleyball, basketball, and softball. After all those years in multiple sports, I acquired endless amounts of participation trophies, medals and ribbons. These awards were given to me in hopes that I would continue to engage myself in the sport or to feel like my contributions to the team mattered. The adults might have even hoped I would fall in love with the sport. Unfortunately, that was not the case. I ended up quitting all of those sports excluding softball going into high school. I was not even that bad of a player. I actually was on the A team for a majority of the teams.
I have always loved sports ever since I was a little kid. Some of my earliest memories are of playing soccer with my friends on a wet, cold spring day or hitting a ball off of a tee and feeling like it went a mile, when in reality it only went about fifty feet. Even to this day I still can never get enough of sports. I get about four weeks off out of the entire year where I’m not technically in a sport, but I’m still always practicing and trying to get better because that’s the only way I know. I love everything about sports: the friendships, the competition, the passion, the atmosphere, the unity. Sports are one of my true loves and they consume my life. It is this strong desire that I have for sports that has driven me to want to pursue a
My family was born to play basketball, both of my brothers had the size and athleticism to play professionally, and my dad towered over others standing at 6’6”. At a young age I was expected to follow in their footsteps. However, I did not have the size that the rest of my family did, and struggled to compete due to my small stature. In the seventh grade I tried out for my middle school basketball team and was promptly told I wasn’t good enough to play. I came home crying feeling that I disappointed my family. The next year, during the eighth grade try-outs, the coach said the same thing and broke my heart for the second year in a row. Dissatisfied with these results, I promised that I would make a change before entering high school.
From my first T-Ball team to my senior year track club, the comradery and confidence I have gained from competing on numerous sports teams has made an enormous impact on my life. Growing up, I went to a very small Catholic school. With less than 100 students in the entire school district. In third grade, our family moved to Manteno. Where each grade level had at least 120 students. Baseball and Basketball were crucial for me in my early years. It was how I became acquainted with most of my friends growing up in Manteno. If it wasn’t for competing on a team, I would have stayed timid for the rest of my life. With the confidence sports have gave me, I have been able to challenge myself to experience the world and all
Born the youngest of eleven children, I looked up to my siblings my whole life, and as a result I acquired many of the same interests as them. Growing up I was always being drug to sporting events to watch my sibling compete, and when i was at home there was sure to be some sort of game going on, and to say things often got a little competitive would be an understatement. As a result I starting playing sports at the youngest age I could, even if I didn’t necessarily love them at first. After playing various sports for many years though, sports became a defining part of my personality and one of my favorite things to do. Through tough practices and hours training on my own I learned the values of hard work and dedication, and was also able to meet some of the people who are my very best friends to this day.
When I was younger, sports were the activity that changed my life. I showed interest in sports around the age of five. Baseball was my favorite sports at this time of my life. The only sports I watched when I was younger was baseball. . I fell in love with baseball before any other sport because it involved catching, running and throwing. I took every baseball opportunity I had and ran with it. Baseball was a way for me to express my creativity and develop my social skills. I was a kid who was shy and timid around others.
There are few words to describe how proud I am of my little Georgia! Oh, it seems like just yesterday she hit her first homerun. And now, she’s all grown up, playing for a professional baseball team! Everytime she picks up that bat, it’s like there’s some sort of energy that goes from the bat, to her fingers, and all over the inside of her body, you can definitley tell that baseball really is her passion. At the time, I thought it was absolutely horrible that girls were not allowed to play baseball! Who would think that because of a war, a young woman got the chance to persue her dreams? I guess that just goes to show, every cloud has a silver lining.
Sports have always been a major part of my life. Since the beginning, I have always been involved in some type of sport. I am the middle child of two boys, so i wasn’t exactly “girly”, I was mainly considered a “tomboy.” I tried gymnastics, but it just wasn’t my thing, I stuck to a bat and a ball. Growing up there wasn’t a time when you wouldn’t find my brothers and I, or my dad and I outside throwing pitch. We all played baseball/softball, so it was kinda our thing just to go out and play a game of wiffle ball.
Sports have been a big part of my life since I was young. When I reach one goal, I begin a new and more challenging goal to achieve. When I overcome my goals, I feel a sense of happiness, and amazement that I can be the best that I can be.
Growing up my whole life, I played every sport imaginable from hockey and soccer to football and tennis. My parents made me start being active and playing sports at a very young age and it was one of the best decisions that they could have made. Sports have so many benefits and teach so many life lessons besides simply the physical and competitive aspects to the game.When I first started playing sports, I absolutely dreaded every aspect of it, from waking up early, to working out, to being sore and tired all of the time. But as I grew older and started to understand life better, I started thinking about my future and the keys to being successful in life. I realized that sports teach so many life lessons beyond the