Coach Told Me Analysis

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Being almost six feet tall, playing a sport – basketball or volleyball – was almost expected of me. My parents put me in many sports as a child but three, which I played throughout my entire life, were soccer, basketball, and lacrosse. As a kid, I was always good at basketball because of my height and as I grew up, it became an advantage. So, being told in eleventh grade that I wasn’t good enough to make the team was devastating. “Your work ethic isn’t there,” Coach told me, “You’re athletic, but you don’t want it.” He was exactly right. In the beginning, I was playing because I loved it, being a part of a team, spending time with all of my friends. As I got older, high school basketball just wasn’t the same. Two hour practices daily (save for Sunday), team overnights, and away games were just not appealing anymore. It made me realize I needed to focus more on what I loved doing and stop wasting time going …show more content…
my parents) has been eye-opening. I have more time to do what I enjoy like kickboxing, meditating, and spending as much time with my friends as I can before we all venture off in our own directions. If you asked me what I am most excited about when stepping into the next chapter of my life, I would fail again, because this time I cannot give a single answer. I am most excited about the opportunity to open myself up to a world where I have no predetermined path, without my parents dictating my every move. I am most excited about the ability to experience things in a light unclouded by preconceived notions, allowing the things I feel passionate about to shine through. I am most excited to be able to pursue anything I could ever dream of, with no barriers or roadblocks. This “failure” has led me to a point in my life where I stand right now, and I am blessed with the opportunity to search for what I want to accomplish for the rest of my life––failures

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