Ever since Sam was little, he absolutely loved playing soccer. At, first all Sam knew about was, winning, and scoring goals. Sam joined a recreation team with his best friend Evan when they were both 7 years old. Recreation is a league where you join for fun, you get put on a random team, and play one game a week, with also one practice a week. When Sam would play in the league he would play defense.…
Four years later, after spending hours upon hours practicing both in the gym and on the field, I am proud to say that I am a all-conference soccer player for the second year in a row. Regardless of what the future holds, I am confident that I will succeed thanks to the hard working values that my family and country have instilled in…
I have been playing soccer since I was a little boy, and have since fallen in love with the game. I love the game and the people around me have showed nothing but support for me following my dream. Everyone is always there for me during my ups and downs helping me to get back up stronger. Most important of all, my mother has been a monumental mentor for me. I believe, just like in the novel, that “dreams are the language of God” (Coelho 6).…
This is one of my favorite quotes from Socrates and I believe that it’s really meaningful. I find this quote very interesting since, there are many ways to find a meaning for it or a way to feel identified with it. The meaning of with quote for me is, when humans do something that they have not done before and they enjoyed or really like it, and they know that they will repeat it again. Human are that way. When you find pleasure doing something you want to do it again, to feel the emotions you felt.…
When I was in grade 10, my dream was to organize a soccer team with my classmates. Noticing that many of my classmates who loved soccer but had no chance to enter into the school team, I decided to organize a soccer team with my classmates. I did planning for three days and gave an inspiring speech before them. Soon, my soccer team was built up with 14 men, and I was elected to be the captain.…
Since third grade, I have continued to play soccer but, my sister moved out because she went to college. In 2008 many changes and exciting events were occurring to the United States, Barack Obama was elected president, the market crashed which caused the recession, and the US women’s soccer team won the 2008 summer Olympics. Although, many changes were occurring in 2008, it was the start of something that has remained in my life, my, love for soccer. I started playing traveling soccer because my church league soccer coach told me I needed to be playing at a higher level and I wanted to be better and play soccer in college.…
Soccer was something I invested 11 years of my life into, and quitting abruptly put my parents into a frenzy. To my parents this was just another stupid decision, but to me it was the start of my independence. From this day on I began to make choices because I personally wanted to. I stopped caring what my parents thought of me and promised myself to do more for myself. I began excelling in school, not because of the pressure my parents put on me to succeed, but because I knew I could do better if I applied myself.…
Throughout my short life journey, soccer has been an enormous part of my life. I began playing soccer at a young age; this is the point in my life when I fell in love with the sport. As I grew older soccer became less of a hobby, and more of a lifestyle. Today, I am literate in the sport of soccer, because I have proficient skills, and a firm understanding of the game. I consider myself very soccer savvy, however the most important literacies I have acquired from soccer were the life skills of hard work, dedication and perseverance.…
Sometimes, you can’t help but listen when someone talks endlessly about what they love. Soccer’s given me everything I’ve wanted in life and more. Telling anyone my interests can be simple, but now, I can tell anyone what it is I genuinely love. Soccer is my passion, my breathtaking wildfire, able to envelop any and all things in its raging flames. I once envied those who could cling onto something and call their passion.…
Soccer has always been my love, my passion, and my outlet. If I have a rough day, all I have to do is lace up my cleats and step onto the field and just like that, all my worries drift away. I would always play for myself and no one else, it was my game and I thought that no one could take that away from me. Every time I played soccer I felt free, until the day that everything changed.…
Every day after school, I would practice for at least 4 hours, then I would go home, do homework, sleep, and repeat. I did not mind though, because I loved soccer so much and there was nothing else I would rather be doing. As I began to go through the trials and tribulations of high school, I began to realize that the amount of…
I never thought there would be a day that I could not play soccer again until April 14th, 2016. Ever since I was three, I lived with a ball at my feet and fell deeper and deeper in love with the sport. I played on 3 to 4 soccer teams at a time and dreamed of going on to play professionally when I got out of highschool. That all changed with one doctor’s appointment. I had been experiencing pain in my hip…
What a privilege to be a student-athlete who is healthy and able to play soccer at such a great facility, on such an amazing and meaningful soccer field. Furthermore I feel salvaged: as soon as I started to play soccer, it served as a connection to God. Each and every game and experience with soccer helped me building more and more commitment to God. I see my ability to play soccer as a gift from God. He put it in my heart to serve as a ‘wingman’ for the start of a relationship with him.…
I was now playing on a select team and also on a premier club team. I was feeling great. During my eighth grade school soccer season, I was the top scorer for my team and I had high hopes of making Varsity soccer as an entering freshman. Two weeks prior to the start of soccer season, I broke my ankle playing indoor soccer. I was overcome with more disappointment than imaginable.…
I love intensity. I love the limelight. I love pressure. But as my approach to the ball in the biggest game in my soccer career became shorter, my whole body was overcome by a surge of doubt. My muscles froze and I could feel the eyes of all two thousand bystanders glued onto my back.…