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One issue in this case, is that the volleyball players are behind on conditioning with the team. This is because their season is still occurring while the softball team has started the preseason. This relates to the Duty to Provide and Supervise Proper Physical Conditioning. This is “the duty to provide physical conditioning must take into consideration the development of the musculoskeletal and cardiovascular systems of the athletes and the type of conditioning needed for a particular sport.” As

One rainy night in November, I arrived to the church gym for my first basketball practice of the season. As I walked in the doors creaked and you could smell the gym floor. As I already heard the basketballs hitting the ground, bouncing up and down. My friends Brittany and Destiny walked in right behind me through the door. That was when we realized we were the only girls surrounded by all guys. As practice came to a start we began to run, it felt like we were never going to stop. Up and down the

I was seven years old when it happened. At first, it felt like nothing, a bump in the knee or an insignificant scrape. But that all changed when I looked down at my leg. I was unaware that the events of the day would show that following your instincts is usually the way to go. It was seven AM when I woke up and was in a rush to get to my lacrosse practice since I needed to be there eight. Personally, I hated lacrosse. Not just the game itself but the gear. Everyone on the team had an uncomfortable

The Importance Of Coaching Management Essay This chapter will include recommendations following the analysis and findings of the last chapter. Suggestions about the coaching function of PMS will be further elaborated so as to help the organisation. A conclusion will also be included so as to sum up this study. Importance of coaching First of all, it is crucial that all the employees of the organisation are provided with the opportunity to learn more about coaching. Even though the majority of employees

“ Wow !” I yelled inside my head. I couldn't believe that I was doing summer camp for volleyball! My heart was beating so fast. I was nervous that our coach might not like us. As I'm entering the Gym I noticed that the gym was huge. I heard someone yell “ lady's on the bench come over here !” The lady sounded mad, but I'm guessing that's how all coaches are, but then she yelled even louder. “ hustle lady's it's for today not for tomorrow, and not for next year!” I saw how the other girls started

A person is capable of learning a skill if they put their time and effort towards what they feel passionate about. Has someone ever wanted to develop an ability that you practice it for hours a day? I did, I have spent around 100 hours a year trying to perfect my loving skill, volleyball. It was a hardworking skill, but enjoyable as well. It is my way of life. The most important years of my life was my volleyball experience in High School. There is a lot of sports out here today. Most

“Bieber.. Brown.. No basketball and no soccer!” yelled Coach Leonard. Sometime we wondered if coach was psychic. It was crazy how he knew exactly what we planned on doing when we were released from practice. Like always, Andrew and I decided to organize a few games of soccer after we get out of our Thursday afternoon cross country practice. Coach Leonard always had to keep an eye out for us because he knew we were the only two athletes that would do something as risky as that. But as most high

The story the scholarship jacket by Marta Salinas made me think of last year when i was talked into playing high school soccer again by a club coach. I put in a lot a lot of hard work to be on the team again. I was a varsity player as a freshman but the coach and i did not get along. I quit the day before the last game and districts because he constantly used foul language towards any players his daughter disliked and constantly was disrespectful. After three years he was still mad that i quit. As

The League Rules “Only two girls? I thought each team would have a minimum of three?” I queried. It was a coeducational team. We had four girls and five boys, and I said so to the opposition scorekeeper. John, the coach, gave us their line-up. “Sorry, we bring who comes out.” But, I could see several nubile females, probably girlfriends of his star players. He was stacking his team with male players. The urge for retaliation came and went. Instead, I extended my hand. “Hi. Adrian Yancel, I’m coach

"What are you doing?! Ding dong!" Coach Bullog screamed. Next thing I knew, I was being slammed to the ground, and all went black. My body laid slumped on the grass. A few seconds later, I opened my eyes and saw the beet red face of coach Bullog glaring down at me. Rain sprinkled around him. "You got bird poop for brains?! he spat. "What were you thinking!" I rubbed my head. "I thought I saw something," I said foolishly. "Oh? Well, you thought you saw something!" Coach Bullog imitated ringing