I laid on the ground, ready to leap up as soon as I heard go. my heart pounded as I awaited my number to be called. The feeling of grass on my elbows and the slightly wet. As soon as the last group returned and took their places on the ground the coach yelled 2 and said go! (the number he called out is the number of people who had to go for the drill) I got up along with my partner and raced towards the ball. As soon as I saw I couldn’t get it I backed up and stood as an outlet for my partner to pass. He passed the ball to be and I caught it only to have the defensive man check my stick. He scooped up the ball and ran for the goal. I was too slow to catch him. The whistle blew, and I knew I failed again. I walked back in line trying to avoid
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Before meeting my teammates, I didn’t think much about the benefit of having others around. I also didn’t think anybody cared about what I did. Like when we had to do our weekly 3 mile run, and I would want to give up. My teammate slowed down and ran with me, not letting me quit no matter how badly my lungs burned or legs hurt. He encouraged me along the way, told me about his dreams and asked about mine. Another time was when we were working on drills, and since I was new to the sport at the time I didn't know much about checking what was legal and what wasn’t, so i usually avoided doing it. I went against one of my teammates who was very good. I was intimidated and was pretty sure I was going to lose. The whistle blew and we both ran for the ball, he ended up getting it but moved slowly and talked me through how to stop him. Where to check and how to push him back. The last person I remember learning from was the captain of the team. The first day I joined was the first day he helped me out. I remember before joining being afraid of him, knowing his reputation of being an all star athlete and the popular guy in school. He turned out to break all previous judgements I had of him and was probably the only one who understood my anxiety the most. Joking around with me even though he knew I wouldn't say much. I also learned that leadership is not as complicated as it seems. It's just knowing what needs to be done, and getting others to get it done as
Before meeting my teammates, I didn’t think much about the benefit of having others around. I also didn’t think anybody cared about what I did. Like when we had to do our weekly 3 mile run, and I would want to give up. My teammate slowed down and ran with me, not letting me quit no matter how badly my lungs burned or legs hurt. He encouraged me along the way, told me about his dreams and asked about mine. Another time was when we were working on drills, and since I was new to the sport at the time I didn't know much about checking what was legal and what wasn’t, so i usually avoided doing it. I went against one of my teammates who was very good. I was intimidated and was pretty sure I was going to lose. The whistle blew and we both ran for the ball, he ended up getting it but moved slowly and talked me through how to stop him. Where to check and how to push him back. The last person I remember learning from was the captain of the team. The first day I joined was the first day he helped me out. I remember before joining being afraid of him, knowing his reputation of being an all star athlete and the popular guy in school. He turned out to break all previous judgements I had of him and was probably the only one who understood my anxiety the most. Joking around with me even though he knew I wouldn't say much. I also learned that leadership is not as complicated as it seems. It's just knowing what needs to be done, and getting others to get it done as