The first time I picked up a color guard flag was definitely a magical, memorable experience that I will remember for the rest of my life, my hands felt natural against the cold metal pole. Finally I felt like I was doing something right. When I started those first drop spins, I caught on quickly. Until that point in time I had been good at everything I put my mind to but now-- now I had found where I belonged.…
In the mere second following the sound the two girl threw the ball into the air. I surged forward, not caring about the girl next to me. The whistle sounded again and the instant of chaos was brought to a sudden halt. We all stood like statues listening intently on what the ref was saying.…
As a big fan of Dallas Cowboys, I really love American Football and I have been attended games since 1970, but i don't anymore. And I will say why: The National Football League is the most important and the biggest professional American football league. There are 32 teams from different states and regions of the country. In the United States, professional football is the most popular sport on Sundays. But also all Americans know that going to a NFL game is really expensive these days.…
Flag football is a modified version of football in which ball carriers are pulled off by a marker. Flag football requires no tackling or hard physical activity. Flag football was first played in the mid 1900s, leagues started in the 1960s. Football is the most popular sport in the United States. Maine East High School is running a flag football club that is for all high school students who would like to participate, teachers and faculty will have seating arrangements for anyone who would like to watch the games.…
Emotional Intelligence Flag football was exciting, but I was ecstatic for my first padded practice the summer going into sixth grade. It was my first football practice in full pads and I was so excited, I had only played flag football up until this so this was going to be the best day of my life. I was actually going to play real football, but I never thought that it would teach me one of the most influential lessons that I have ever learned. It was the perfect day for football, mid-seventies with a slight breeze with a beautiful sunset.…
The entire team yells at the top of their lungs “CV” as we storm the field. We reach the 40 yard line and prepare for our pre game warm up. We do our yoga warm up then go to the offensive drill. Preparing for every single play. We have gone over them over and over in our heads then finally being able to execute them on the field we would be playing on in less that 20 minutes.…
As the stadium lights slowly began to blind me, the smile I was wearing started to fade as I felt an overwhelming, nauseating sensation flow over my entire body; I thought that flags only slipped through hands on battlefields, not on a Friday night during a high school half time show. Failure is a one-way mirror. When standing in front of the mirror, the failure simply stares back in the form of a reflection. My first performance for the high school color guard amounted to the show flag slipping through my clutches and slamming onto the freshly cut, football field grass. The searing embarrassment that followed felt like the end of the world.…
In sixth grade, I wanted nothing more than to make Lusher’s middle school flag football team. I had dreamed of being on the team from the very first day I heard about it; all of my friends were trying out with me; and we had grand plans for a year of non-contact, semi-athletic exertion ahead of us. Having been anxiously awaiting the lunch period when the team roster would be revealed, I was thusly dismayed, disappointed, and disheartened when my name was not one of the eighteen posted on the PE office door. My mother, in all her eternal wisdom, saw a way out of the pit of despair I had sunk into: Lusher was starting an Academic Games team, and she thought I might enjoy playing. I was more than somewhat hesitant; she was more than somewhat…
Growing up in a small town, where success in the girl’s softball program was excellent, it was every little girl's dream to be a part of that program. When I was a little girl I remember sitting in the stands watching the varsity softball team play thinking about the day when I would get the opportunity to be a part of the program. As I grew older I would think to myself, if I had the chance to play for the program would I excel like all the other girls have done in the past years? Also, I dreamt, as any little girl would, of how breathtaking it would be to be the person who won the game for a state championship title.…
Have you ever won a championship soccer game? I'm about to tell you about the time my team barely won the championship game “Soccer is simple, but it is difficult to play simple.” Johan Cruyff. Soccer isn't the hardest sport but also not the easiest. Here is the time my team played in the championship.…
Angel Reyes Mr.Douglas ERWC 13 Sept. 2017 A frightening experience Back when I was 12 Years old, I had a frightening experience which I will never forget. It was mid-day on a saturday morning and I was at a soccer tournament. My team and I had entered the tournament because they were giving a thousand dollar reward to the team that took first place.…
A Football story Last year we had football season and I was on the middle school and high school team. It was fun being on the highschool and varsedy. I like I like to think that I was the best one out their because I was the one who would run out their to the players. It was fun going to all the football games because it was so much fun. One thing cam me going.…
All my life I have wanted to play football and to have that “perfect” play. A play where I got to shine and no one could stop me. A play that mattered and was crucial for the team. A play no one could forget. A play that would forever be within me.…
By the time I sprinted onto the field for the start of the Jefferson Cup soccer final I had mentally prepared myself for the fierce showdown ahead. I had been playing soccer for most of my short life, giving up all other sports to concentrate on being a top player. In fact my whole family was committed to the game, so I guess you could say that I eat, sleep, and breathe soccer. I sure hoped that all my hard work would be translated into a big win that day. As I readied myself for the refs whistle to announce the start of the game, the hair on my neck stood straight up, and the adrenaline rushed through my body, filling every vein and artery.…
I can still remember the numbness that flooded my body after I took my last glance at that scoreboard for the rest of my life. I never thought the day would come where I would walk off that football field for the last time. That Friday night my high school, Kenowa Hills, was facing Mona Shores. This was the very last game of the season. Mona Shores was ranked number two in the state and reporters were already projecting us to lose.…