Why Soccer Is Important To Me

Soccer is a type of game that uses a lot of energy and techniques. It is played and enjoyed on the poorest playground. People watch and play soccer daily for leisure and for some, it is a profession. It is a universal game that is being played and enjoyed all over the world. It would be unfair to say that soccer is only important because of the pleasure derived from playing and watching the game. That would be incorrect because soccer is the most famous sport due to its exceptional enhancement and maintenance of quality health, the impressive social bonding which occurs during play and how it builds up communities.

Soccer always been a great part of my life. I play it since, I was three years old. My greatest moment was the final game of the district tournament. It was the first time for me and my teammates to make it that far. I had to act like I got it all under control since I was the captain of the team but I was shaking until the game started. The game went by fast, it was the minute 89 and it was a draw one to ne after my friend’s header goal from the corner kick. We had two minutes before we go to extra time and everyone in the field already so exhausted. The other team had the ball, and I was at the center back, I ran and cut the ball from the other team, I began running as fast as I can. I was not sure either to pass it or keep

Soccer has been one of the most important things in my life. The sport has made me who I am and is the reason for my life's determination to make something of myself. Everything I can say I've accomplished in life has been through the amazing sport. I have played soccer since I was 4 years old and it's been such a huge part in my life. The games, the practices, the traveling, the teammates, the coaches. Everything since the first day of starting has been such huge motivation in my life. Soccer is the reason to keep pushing so hard through life's obstacles. I can go to the soccer field everyday and it will make my bad days good, and my good days better. Soccer has motivated me in life because I want to make something of myself through the sport, it motivates me to make my family proud by never giving up on my dreams.

Soccer is my favorite sport, no I don’t watch it on tv, nor do I have a favorite soccer team. So, it all started when I was eight years old I believe I told my mom that I didn’t want to do a certain thing anymore and that I wanted to play a sport a.k.a soccer. She of course told me sure. So she signed me up for soccer a couple of days later. I was so happy I was jumping up and down with excitement. Little did I know that I would love the sport. So, the day of the first soccer practice I was nervous I never done anything with the team and I had these questions running in my head like what if no one likes you here? Or what if you like the sport? Or what if you aren’t even good enough ? but I let these questions slide and I had learned how to play the sport. In that amount of time I thought no more like Challenged myself and said “ Cassie you can do this you are going to be apart of this team and you are going to be the best.” From then on I challenged myself, I practiced almost all the

I started my love of sports when I was very young. At three years old, I played flag football for a local youth league. I was not shy and withdrawn like the other kids. I was outgoing and energetic. I don’t know if the other kids were embarrassed to play or they just didn’t understand the game, but the ball always came to me. I loved the attention from stealing a flag and scoring a touchdown. After flag football, I played every sport in every season—soccer, basketball, football, volleyball, and baseball. Every sport was the same—the ball always came to me. I was not necessarily an aggressive player, but I was athletic and demanded a lot of play time because I knew I could get

We were playing Mountain Valley, a team we lost to earlier in the year by a score of 1-0. My soccer team did not lose very often. We lost once in the regular season in all of my high school career. So my team and I wanted revenge. We wanted this game more than anything. They had 4 foreign exchange players on their team and we knew how good they were. We knew it wouldn't be easy to win but we knew that it was possible. We had no right in winning the game. We got dominated in every aspect of it. They probably outshot us 100-1 or at least thats what it felt like. We ended up tied at 0 after 80 minutes of regulation and 10 minutes of overtime. We ended up gong into penalty kicks. We eventually won the game but it wasn't until the 20th kick that we won. It was one of the best feelings.

A place where I feel perfectly content is on the football field. This is the place for me because when I am here it is just me and 10 of my "teammates" working together to achieve a common goal, to win. Being under the lights on Friday night with a whole town watching you is just an unearthly feeling. When I step onto the field it's more than just a game or a hobby it's a place to channel everything from that day, week, or even month to just come out not as a raw emotion but as aggression. I don't hear the crowd's roars or the referee's whistle, but just the sound of the quarterback as he says the cadence and the sounds of pads clashing together. The moment that the ball moves from the line is an opportunity to get further down the field to the end zone, closer to the goal of winning and taking the pride of being the better team, more prepared, and more aggressive on the field, and even being more disciplined off the field.

We were going against Lexington high school. While we walked onto the field examined the other team. I had a lot of confidence in myself and tried to hype up my team and gave my team an inspiring speech when we all came together to form a circle. Next we all walked onto the field into our positions, i was starting. I was the left forward position. Forwards in soccer are the most difficult position on the field because that was the position where your suppose to score most of the points and control the offense. I was always a forward because coach said i had a lot of speed, agility, and good footwork. At this time the game had started, we had the ball first i passed it to the other forward on our team. His name was Jimmy, he was the most aggressive forward on our team. He was a great forward. At this time it was near the end of the game. The score was 3-6 we were losing terribly. Everybody on our team was tired and bummed out and lost hope. We were all tired of losing all the time. I saw the emptiness in everyone's eyes. I felt sad as well. While i was running on the field i heard our goalkeeper named Matias yell out “GRAYSON”!!. I turned around fast and forgot everything else. I saw Matias lob the ball down the other side of the field to where i was running. My eyes were all on that ball, i saw it flying in the air then falling towards me while i ran as fast as i could to catch up to it. A voice in my head just kept saying, “ just go for it!”. So i waited at the right moment to where the ball was perfectly positioned to where i was able to header the ball into the goal. Finally it was that time, i lunged into the air as high as i could, as soon as i tried to header the ball into the goal in mid air. One of the players on the opponent's team came out of nowhere!! He was so fast, i don't know where he came from. While i was still in the air he had jumped towards me to get the ball as well. At this time he had

For as long as I can remember I have played soccer every fall and spring with a team. However that all came to an abrupt stop in the ninth grade during high school tryouts when I failed to make the list of about thirty-six boys who made either the junior varsity or varsity soccer team. I was in disbelief and questioned myself, “did I still obtain the desire to continue playing the sport I enjoyed for so long?” After ruminating on this issue, I resolved that I wasn’t going to let this disappointment hold me back from playing a high school sport, and I joined track and field. Track and field was an enjoyable experience where I met many new friends, however my passion for soccer had not died, and I was not content with my failure to make

In football, a quarterback is said to be a product of the athletes around him. The people in my life and my environment has shaped me in similar manners. The close caring support from my friends and family have made my life experiences enjoyable and memorable, and these same experiences have taught me how to be a supportive and caring person for somebody else.

My dad often recalls me at age three, bounding down the beach, giggling in the warm sun, with a soccer ball rolling between by feet. He did not play soccer, neither did my mom, yet I have always wanted to play. The sport has become an important part of who I am and how I approach my life. Preparing for and playing the game teaches me valuable lessons about work ethic and teamwork. I have built lasting relationships with my teammates and coaches. Also, soccer keeps me in shape, and conveys to me the importance of taking care of my body. Most importantly, soccer has made me into more of an outgoing, well-rounded person.

As I am standing on the arc of the penalty box getting ready for the cross, I look back at my coach and I notice he is doing a certain hand movement for a play that we’ve practiced as a team many times. I would practice this play repeatedly with my friends because I did not have it down correctly. As the kicker raises his hand, I begin to run towards the center of the box and I immediately cut in and dash towards the first post. In that moment, I look up and the ball was in the air right in front of me. I jumped and finished off the masterpiece play by heading the ball in the top right corner of the goal. “Perfect!,” I told myself. After all the mistakes I’ve made, I got rewarded with a goal. Moments like these make me realize that without making mistakes in life I would not be able to achieve my goals—literally and figuratively.

Soccer is one of the most popular sports played around the world. Soccer looks easy, but it’s not. You need to know the three important things if you want to play or make a team. The three important things are equipment, offence, and defence.

Every day I bring the same few things with me. I do not carry my entire life, but everything I do carry is basically a part of me. Without one piece, I feel incomplete and naked. I carry my wallet in my back pocket every day. I would describe it as my identity even though it only weighs under half of a pound. It holds my money and debit card which dictates almost all of my actions. It holds my ID and driver’s license which shows all of the attributes of myself and allows me to drive around in my car legally. Although, I could not drive without my keys. My keys stand as a symbol of my transportation as well as my home. My key ring holds the key to my house and also the key to unlock and start my car. It weighs around only 6 ounces, but the importance it has in my life is immense.

When I was about 10 years old, I like to play many sports, ranging from basketball to soccer. What I didn’t know was that I was going to start participating in another "sport".