The Importance Of Being A Junior Varsity Player

I have not and will never forget those series of events. This time hurt me but also helped build upon my character. It was my freshman year of high school. I had decided to play soccer, which was not a hard decision for me since I had played travel soccer pretty much my whole life. Also my brother was in high school at the time and played for the boys soccer team, and had my dad as his coach. He loved it and was having a great experience playing high school soccer so of course I like to follow in my brother’s footsteps. I was very nervous at first. There were over eleven seniors on the team, and they were pretty intimidating to me. During the summer, I played with the varsity often and enjoyed it. As I kept playing with them and performing well, my nerves lessened. Finally when the actual season rolled around, I was put on full varsity. All my hard work had paid off. I was one of the two freshman put on varsity. I was ecstatic. I was actually very lucky at getting put on varsity because at this point in my life I played purely out of natural talent. I was never one to put in extra work outside of practice and be disciplined in the way I lived my life. I never really strived to be the best I could be. Making varsity made me somewhat of a threat for the older girls. Some were happy for me, others did not like the thought of a freshman on varsity. These girls were hard coore they were bound and determined to make it to state that year. They were not going to accept anything less than amazing. This put an incredible amount of pressure on us younger girls. I remember going to every practice nervous that I was going to mess up and they get mad at me. I never really felt at ease with them. In the first few games I got good playing time. I was doing really well. I was finally getting comfortable out there on the field, but that was not the direction God was taking me and with one swift kick of the soccer

I made sure to act very confident at tryouts so it would not be a repeat of the year before. The high school tryouts felt completely different. I was more confident, louder, and overall a better cheerleader. All the hard work I put in really paid off. The day after tryouts, I remember I was in the parking lot of the eye doctor’s office when the teams had been posted. I was so nervous I would be let down again, so I made my mom check first. Typically freshman year girls cheer for the freshman team, but my mom did not see my name there. Panicking, I took her phone and double checked scrolling to see the other teams. Sure enough, my name was not on the freshman team. My name was under junior varsity! I surpassed my goal I made a team that only a few girls my age

Freshman year I entered high school nervous, scared, and shy. I continued through while participating in soccer at the junior varsity level. As soccer continued on we came closer to the sectional match, which at this time I had no real knowledge on how important it was. On October 6, 2012 I headed for the high school where I would depart on the team bus. Once I had arrived at the high school I was informed by my coach that one of our players had been in a wreck. All the players merged together in the cafeteria where we waited for further information. It was on that Saturday in October that my teammate Jacob

I was finally so excited and so ecstatic. I finally could prove to the middle school coaches that I was good enough to play, that season the freshman team had better stats than varsity and junior varsity. That really had an effect on my ego, I thought because of that I was better than everyone. I even played on an eighteen year old team when I was 16 and an elite team after that. So highschool season comes along and I don’t make the junior varsity or varsity team and I was really upset. I put so much hard work and determination to play, I put more hardwork than anyone on the team. I remember the varsity coach pulling me aside saying, “Alexis you’re a very strong volleyball player with many talents. But as a coach I can’t split up my varsity girls. We just don’t have room, but if you were at a different school you’d make it.” Also my senior year i got told, “Your stats aren't as a good as the other girl for your position.” They’ve never witnessed me play, how would they

In 6th, 7th, and 8th grades, I tried out for the school basketball team. I did not make the team any of the 3 years I tried out. Basketball is not my best sport. I wouldn’t consider myself bad at it, but I wouldn’t consider myself to be a highly skilled player. In 6th grade, my math teacher told me about a mentoring program at the school. I was sitting in class right as the bell rang. My teacher asked me to stay after class. I was nervous, and was shaking like a tree branch in the wind. My stomach dropped. When everyone left the classroom, my teacher said, “Please go to Ms. Logsdon’s (our social worker) office for a quick meeting.” When I got to Logsdon’s room, five other kids were already there waiting. We had no idea what was going on. We were very nervous to be there - like person singing for the first time in front of a live audience. Finally, Ms Logsdon said, ”You have been nominated by teachers to be part of a leadership program called TRY.” This was a turning point for me. I was very excited inside, but

Forth grad a year care free year. I bring a paper home from school about some sport called volleyball. When I got home that day I gave the paper to my mom and she had asked me if I wanted to try out I said sure. The next day I went to tryouts and they taught us what to do and then we did it on our own. The coach was amazed at how good I was and how I’ve never even played. I made the team and played that year and next and also played to try out in middle school. The start

My freshman year flew by as I stood on the sideline game after game, not even caring that I wasn't playing. I was so intimidated by other better players on the team that I did not even want to try and get playing time. Just like that, my freshman year of football went to waste, and I wanted change. I started sophomore year with a new plan. I was going to work harder than everyone no matter who they were. The off-season started and I was introduced to our new JV coach, Coach Mike. The intensity of his practices left me to question every day if that practice was more exhausting than the last. Despite the difficulty, I worked as hard as possible every day, and it paid off. I did not know it at the time but I was not just growing physically, but also mentally. Football taught me leadership, sacrifice, discipline, bravery, selflessness, and most importantly, it taught me resilience. Playing football was and still is one of the most difficult things I've experienced, but football brings out one's true character, and for that very reason, I am glad that I was influenced that day into

It was early June. My eight grade year came to an end and I had one thing on my mind, even though I was just a freshman, and that was varsity football. Our middle school team had been the most successful team that our school had ever had and we hoped to

Most high school athletes desire to be a college athlete. Just last year I was one of those high school athletes hoping to play college golf somewhere. I visited a few schools, some where big schools were I knew I would not play golf, and some small schools where I have the chance to be a college athlete. It was in this whole process that God had a plan for my life, and he was leading me here to Louisiana College. In my time of playing golf at Azle High School I got my letter jacket my freshman year because I was good enough to go play in the district tournament. It was such an honor to be able to play in the district tournament as a freshman. I went to the district tournament all four years of high school. Those memories are memories that

As a kid I was forced to play a sport so went out and tried for a hockey team… Only problem was I didn't know how to skate so I just ended up embarrassing myself in front of my peers. Since I was just a kid it was not possible to be cut so I ended up on a hockey team unable to skate, worst part is that since I was in the u13 league there was a requirement for every player to play every game. Saturdays game and I found myself extremely embarrassed and discouraged as I was ridiculed by my teammates. I kept telling myself it was going to be okay and that I shouldn't quit but I really wanted to. I ended up winning my internal battle and didn't quit and it was a great choice. I used the negativity to encourage me and decided to practice outside at the ice rink every night after school so I would be able to skate faster than any other player on my team. The next season was approaching and I tried out determined to prove the kids wrong that never believed in me. I remember walking into the Stadium and seeing the other players look at me, they looked at me like I was less than them, like I was a joke. With my hard work I proved all the players who never believed in me and bullied me wrong not only by making a team but also becoming the MVP for the next 3 seasons. Despite finding myself uncertain on whether or not to continue playing hockey I persevered through my hardship and gained the respect of others and also gained a greater self

My freshman year of high school Coach Specht was the assistant soccer coach, at tryouts he told me that I would have a bright future as a player and could possible play varsity as as a freshman. Throughout the year I keep putting in the time and finally half way through the season I got my chance to play my first varsity game. This showed me that he really believed in my skill, to put a freshman in against mostly juniors and seniors. Not many coaches will risk putting someone that young on the field. From there on out I played in most of the varsity games. I may not of started or played the whole game but it was a great learning experience and really helped me improve as a player. What made playing varsity even better is that we went on to win the school's first league title that year. Without coach Specht’s trust in me I wouldn’t of been able to experience winning the league.

My mouth dropped instantly, I was proud of myself. I wanted to become the leader for my team; I wanted to show them that it’s okay to be yourself. Instant flashbacks from freshman year began to come back. First day of practice I vaguely recall feeling not welcomed;it was as if i had to follow everyone else in order to make varsity,or to fit in. In fact, many times in practice i would just go with the flow. Being a freshman on the field hockey team was hard! Girls would intentionally yell “STOP HACKING,You’ll never make varsity”. Hearing that repeatedly;made me work harder. Eventually, I was starting midfielder as a freshman.

I had apprehensively tried out for high school soccer, knowing that kids from surrounding towns, who had all played travel on flashy, winning, teams, would be my competition. All I had wanted was to make that freshman team, to be part of a soccer program that in recent years had been a championship winning team. Fortunately my hard work payed off and I made that team. It was during my time in the school soccer program that I had not only grew as a player but met some of the people that I now call my best friends. The team required dedication,

My freshman year of high school Coach Specht was the assistant soccer coach, at tryouts he told me that I would have a bright future as a player and could possible play varsity as as a freshman. Throughout the year I keep putting in the time and finally half way through the season I got my chance to play my first varsity game. This

It was my junior year at Summerville High School, and I was 16 years old, trying out for the varsity baseball team. The year previous I was offered a spot on the roster, but had turned it down to get more playing time at the Junior Varsity level so I could try and perfect my craft, get more innings and in turn be more prepared for the next year when I would be playing on the varsity squad. However, that plan would not come to fruition.