The Varsity Soccer Team

A leadership role that I am proud of is being a captain of my high school soccer team. I have worked extremely hard and put in a lot of time in order to earn this position. My dedication shows the type of person I am. When something is important to me I put all of my effort and time into it until it satisfies me. Being a leader requires spending a majority of your time brainstorming ideas that would benefit everyone.

I have been part of the varsity swim team for four years now, which I am now a captain of it, reached cadet chief master sergeant in Civil Air Patrol, where I soloed a plane, and other; however, these two accomplishments are the foundations of my goals.

At that moment I realized that I had to add something to my game in order to stand out. I soon learned that practice and physicality could only make me better. Freshman year came around and i didn't have a coach that was willing to support me and help me develop into the player i know i am today. Its been a whirlwind of emotions with all the pain and failure I've experienced since my freshman year, when i watched the team go 4-11, To say the least i didn't get a single game but that only taught me to fight harder for what i wanted. Sophomore year came around, and with that a new coaching staff that gave me an opportunity to shine from day one. At the beginning of my sophomore season i thought i wasn't meant to be a goalkeeper, so i switched to attack, after a few games, i didn't like it and my coach could see that i was frustrated not being able to settle in. During a game against Flanagan High School, our goalie let in two goals in a matter of seconds, and our coach

Last year I went to a different high school and I was part of the Junior Varsity soccer team. It was my second year playing for the team and I was elected to be the team Captain by most of my teammates and even the coach. I was chosen to be captain on a practice before our first game, I told myself that I will lead my team to victory and win all of our games to take the B.V.A.L title for J.V. We ended up winning our first game but it was hard because we had no communication on the field. Since I was captain I was doing all of the screaming instead of the coach. One thing that I found out after that game was that I should have been easier on the guys and tell them to do their job instead of yelling at them. So after that game during our practice

I have always been told that I got blessed with my genes. Everything I do athletically just comes natural to me. I have had the opportunity to play multiple sports whom of which I have had success in. In all of the sports I’ve participated in I have loved soccer the most and track is just the most natural sport for me. I’ve played soccer for over half of my young life. Soccer just makes me happy when I play. I have also been blessed by being average at soccer too. I didn’t do well my 9th grade season so coming into being a Sophomore I wanted to change that. I worked hard in the off-season and I became a varsity Captain and I finished the season 3rd in the area for assist and was a 2nd team All-District player. I was proud of myself but i knew I didn’t give it everything I had.

The worst feeling in the world is the feeling of not being good enough. For people like myself that always strive to be the best, that feeling eats us up inside. At the end of my junior year soccer season, that feeling hit me like a runaway train. I did not play a single minute of varsity soccer and I watched every glorious win and heartbreaking loss from the bench. I felt rejected by my coaches and my favorite sport.

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

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

Going into 7th grade, my team and I were excited for football. We had recently had success in 6th grade football and were expecting to do great in our first season of middle school football. After a couple weeks or so of practice, we get to our first game and we lose. We were all sad and upset because of course we wanted to go undefeated. Then I figured it's just one game we will get the next one. Well, that's not how it went, at all, really. We ended up losing five out of our six games, the only win coming against Hampton which I’m pretty sure they didn’t win a game so, we weren’t very happy with that. Through the season, I was not playing well and neither was my team. I also noticed that more and more people were starting to have negative attitudes and many people wanted to quit. At one point, I

As an eighth grader I started playing on the varsity team. The team has had amazing success, 5 back to back league titles, and 2 state finalists. My contribution, 1 goal and 5 assists. My dad would say that my stats are “laughable.” He always makes fun of me, saying that the only impressive stat I have is the minutes I have spent on the bench. In a sense he is right; it is impressive that I have sat on the bench for 5,540 minutes and never complained. I see this as an accomplishment, I have been able to hide my true feelings and put my teammates first. It is more important to me that I help them to succeed because then I see that as my job; to push everyone around me to do their best. However, I still focus on my own goal, to feel that split second of success that is only felt by scoring. Everyday at practice I would take a little time to teach myself how to score. By shooting pucks everyday trying to score every single one, learning how to see beyond the goalie so that the puck would finally go in. This year all my hard work paid off I scored my first goal versus Waltham. The place went bizerk. All the parents were on their feet cheering and my coach hugged me. All for a goal. This is why I love playing. Where else can you feel success like this? Instant gratification for hours spent working on one skill. With a lot of hard work and a little bit of luck anyone can feel that split second of

Football in high school took utmost of my time. It made myself set family plus friend’s aside since it was a sport I committed myself to every day. I knew I was not going to be playing at the professional or college level yet I desired to have a good high school team; unfortunately that did not occur. My junior year, we won two games and lost the rest. During my senior year, we won four games and lost the rest, but that was two more games won than the previous year. Occasionally it felt like all that work and obligation was not worth it. During the last home game, however my team and I, did something outrageous. We proved to all those newspapers, opposing teams, and loyal and un-loyal fans that with hard work and team work, we were able to achieve great things.

At this point highschool and my favorite sport, volleyball, was going great for me. Volleyball was something that I was new to. I had only played it since last year but I had so much love and passion for it. Try-outs were not easy but I strived to make the team, and I did. I made it on the freshmen team. Before the first game the coaches had saw potential in me to be a better player. By this time I was on junior varsity. I was proud of myself, I was also excited to be on JV. As the season went on, I progressed into a better player. Varsity was having problems with a team member, eventually she was off the team. Our head coach thought that the best player to fill the newly opened varsity position was me. I had greatly appreciated that she

It all started on a dark, cold, early Monday morning at the moist and cold soccer field for my first high school practice. Soccer has always been my favorite sport even though I am better at other sports. Soccer is always more enjoyable because my teammates are so much fun to be around and my favorite part is that its physical. Both my mom and my sister always told me that you can never be too prepared for something challenging. The rest of my teammates already started running months earlier and eighth grade was the last time I ran a mile. I especially thought it was going to be easy when I found out that my coach is also my youth leader at church. He was nice and never raised his voice or got frustrated. At this point in my life I thought I knew everything, turns out I have a lot to learn.

Going into high school was a big deal for me. A new school with new teachers, friends, classes, and just about anything else you could think of. Everything was new except for soccer. I had been playing soccer since I was five years old, and it had become my favorite hobby since. This year, I had hoped to make varsity on the team, but being the shy, stand back kid I am, I didn’t have the courage to take that spot and become a leader of the team. Being a leader along with a hard working attitude, a desire to win the game, and some skill were the qualities varsity players had. You needed to be able to step up when called upon, rally the team together, and play your heart out. These qualities didn’t suit me at all, or so I thought.

It was a hot cloudy day in August. The very first day of my 10th grade high school day at Carolina high, was a day where I decided that I wanted to join the volleyball team. I was so nervous and also devastated because I did not have any money to get my sports physical done. I had until the first week of September. Which was the 2nd week of school to get it done, and this was a day where I had to overcome my fears and worries. However, I did not know if I had a chance to make it on the team or not. I had no enthusiasm to try out because I knew there were other players that were better than me. I thought to myself, “If there were other players better than me, then I would not make the team, and it made me discouraged.”