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Soccer has always been a passion of mine. I have tried many sports, including tennis, swimming, and taekwondo. If all the sports I have tried were stickers, all except one eventually fell off. That one sticker is soccer. At first, I was constantly trying to press it back on when it started falling, but now it seems to stay on by itself.…
As a young girl, I never thought I would become so attached to a sport, and definitely not soccer. My mother expected me to be like any other little girl with a barbie doll, which I was, but then I developed an obsession for the sport. I supplemented a very interesting passion for soccer when I reached the age of 8. From the good compliments I receive from my coaches, my family, and friends, I assume i’m a great soccer player skill wise. The reason I am mentioning how important soccer is to me is because, it is one of my talents that has forever impacted my life in such a good and positive way.…
1. The field was hardly a field- grass only grew in disconnected patches and the ground was unleveled- there was no equipment, no coaches, only a group of ten-year-old boys staring directly at me. The leaders and soccer balls were nowhere to be found, yet I- the one who had not played organized soccer or more like organized bench sitting since eight grade- had to think of how I could lead a soccer practice for ninety minutes. I needed to be creative.…
Growing up I loved playing soccer, but there was one part of soccer that I could never learn how to play. It was so frustrating to me because this is the position I wanted to play. For me defense was the best part of playing soccer. I practice every day by myself, with my teammate, with my coach just to get better at It, I would practice 5 times a day to become better.…
Seventh grade was the year that ultimately changed how I was going to look at my upcoming years. New experiences arose from middle school, bringing one surprise I would have never expected. That surprise was football. However, even before birth, dad had always wanted me to play soccer. This sport helped me push myself to be the best that I can and shaped my future in positive ways, but the only problem was my father's disappointment.…
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.…
Growing up, soccer was my life. Everything I did, everybody I knew all came from this. It all started when I was in third grade when my step-dad asked me if I wanted to start playing soccer. I was always kicking around a soccer ball or shooting in the small goal outside so being on an actual team was a scary thought.…
My family sees soccer as a culture. Everyone played it at some point in their life and to this day watch it actively. I’ve been playing since I figured out how to walk. Most likely two years old. In the Mexico streets, every kid in the neighborhood would come out and play day to night.…
The best soccer game I played in was when I was in ninth grade for Forest Lake. We were playing an away game. I play goalkeeper but they wanted me to play defender. So they subbed me in and I played as a defender for a little bit…
What once was a mere burning match, weak and fragile, has grown into a magnificent wildfire, capable of engulfing the entire planet itself in its flames. Passion. For anything imaginable, those with it can shine far brighter than any other. I’ve always envied those with something they could cling to and call their passion, never having it myself. After years of searching, it appeared.…
Soccer is Me My hearts beats in my chest, my stomach full of butterflies. I hear the crowd yelling and all kinds of names being cheered. I remove out all of those distractions, now I actually need to concentrate. I stand over the ball, center of the soccer field.…
Life Story Free Writing Essay My first page of this writing essay I going to be about my soccer career from Middle school to senior year. 6th grade was the year I went back from playing soccer. At the time I was playing baseball but all my friends told me to stop playing baseball and to play soccer with them instead. So I did, and I played center back which is a defender I soccer and pretty much my job was to keep any of the opposing side from scoring a goal.…
At first she didn’t say a single word and was completely silent. I looked down at my hands that were pulling at the brown, dying grass. All of a sudden, coach starts yelling and I jumped from where I was sitting, startled and already afraid of what was to come. “I have never, in my entire life, seen a soccer game this bad.…
Oh boy were we ready or what, we had taken tons of shots on the goalie, and been running around crazy, I thought I was at my peak. Then we get to the sideline, and I found out that I don 't get to start, man was I angry, but I contained it. Eventually I got in, within 2 minutes of when I entered, there was a Cesa girl coming down the field on my side, I charged her as hard as I could. I pounded the ball away, we had a huge collision, and my ankle was laying a few inches lower than it should.…
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.…