Packers Essay My earliest known memory as an Under armour Football cleat is sitting in the Dick’s Sporting Goods back room. I was the newest shoe on the market because of my tall ankle support and was halfway colored with orange and black. My new master, Adam, bought me with money that he carefully saved up from his job at the Yankee Springs Golf Course. I was a steep $145 but the look in Adam’s eyes told me that I was worth more than than the dollar amount.
It was August 11, 2016, the start of the first Varsity football practice. Before I even knew where I was, I was being taken out and being thrusted onto the feet of my athletic master. I was feeling a combination of nervousness, excitement, and determination because this was my moment. …show more content…
I was amazed by how much time and energy he had put into this game. But then it happened again, that whistle. Just like before the players sprang into action like they were part of an army squadron. It was Back and forth, play after play of endless grit. I was swamped with sweat but Adam didn’t even seem to care because he was so focused on what his team was trying to accomplish. At that point, my own motivation started rise because I knew that I belonged to an individual that knew what it takes to work for what he wants, so I told myself to keep pushing and not to let my master down on my first day on the job.
At last, the final whistle was blown and my shoe heart was smiling because I knew that the day was complete. Once again I watched all of Adam’s team members leave the now scorching turf and leave for home. But Adam wasn’t unlacing me! He was talking to his head coach about how the team was in dire need of a kicker. He volunteered because he knew his team need him. He went on to kick field goals all by himself until he grew in confidence. I was aching, overheated, and most of all spent, but Adam’s look on his face only showed signs of
It was August 11, 2016, the start of the first Varsity football practice. Before I even knew where I was, I was being taken out and being thrusted onto the feet of my athletic master. I was feeling a combination of nervousness, excitement, and determination because this was my moment. …show more content…
I was amazed by how much time and energy he had put into this game. But then it happened again, that whistle. Just like before the players sprang into action like they were part of an army squadron. It was Back and forth, play after play of endless grit. I was swamped with sweat but Adam didn’t even seem to care because he was so focused on what his team was trying to accomplish. At that point, my own motivation started rise because I knew that I belonged to an individual that knew what it takes to work for what he wants, so I told myself to keep pushing and not to let my master down on my first day on the job.
At last, the final whistle was blown and my shoe heart was smiling because I knew that the day was complete. Once again I watched all of Adam’s team members leave the now scorching turf and leave for home. But Adam wasn’t unlacing me! He was talking to his head coach about how the team was in dire need of a kicker. He volunteered because he knew his team need him. He went on to kick field goals all by himself until he grew in confidence. I was aching, overheated, and most of all spent, but Adam’s look on his face only showed signs of