Association football pitch

other side of the spectrum, we have the Jewish soccer teams and their affiliates. The Jewish soccer teams did not for the most part receive acts of violence against them. But, the MTK, Ajax, Hakoah, and Tottenham all received verbal abuse for their association with Jewish cultural. On the bright side, being called names for what you are seems a lot nicer than getting beat to death for who you were born as. The Red Star took pride as a soccer team, where in history there has not been a large…

For the Love of the Game The Sikeston High School soccer team is a community within itself. Soccer is a way for the boys to make memories, have fun, and learn valuable aspects of everyday life. There is an indescribable connection between the coaches, players, and parents. The soccer boys volunteer all their time and effort into being the best team possible. The coaches volunteer their time to help prepare the boys for their games and the parents volunteer their time to make a strong support…

Practice was light the day before the game. There was minimal running with mostly set plays, and things like that. We got the usual spiel about drinking water, eating healthy, and getting plenty of sleep, but we would all stay up until two anyway. Although, something was different about the team, there was an anxiety or something of the sort radiating off of each player. Everyone was thinking about what would happen tomorrow at the first game of the season, Pike versus Guerin Catholic. Our…

Kindergarten was really stressful and hard. It was a lot of work compared to preschool. Here I had to write sentences about things and had to do it fast (well faster than what seemed like a reasonable amount of time for me). Stations was the worst, we went around the room in groups to different stations some of them were ok, but there was always at least one station that needed me to write. All the other kids had no problem with it except for me. I always got so flustered by writing that I…

As the warm, July sun broke out of its slumber and the twilight sky vanished, I was trudging deep into the Steens Mountains along with one-hundred other runners. Months of sweat and callused feet were spent preparing for this one day: Big Day. Stories told by past campers filled my ears, giving me nightmares and excitement. The first eighteen miles whizzed by as we hiked through the dehydrated bushes with the beating sun gazing down on us. The real story layed within the last couple of miles.…

Edson Arantes do Nascimento, otherwise known as Pelé, is a retired professional Brazilian soccer player.He is known for his style of play and known as the greatest soccer player of all time. From winning three FIFA world cups to scoring 1281 goals in 1363 matches, his style of play had changed the game during his time. Pelé started playing at a very young age, starting at the age of 15, from 1956-1977. He wanted to change the game. With the World Cup of 1950 approaching, Brazil was the host…

Why Soccer? Why should a person play soccer? Can you be too old to play soccer? Do many people think that soccer is fun? These are all good questions for children and adults who have a desire for soccer. Here are some facts why a person should find an interest in this amusing sport. Any male or female should play soccer for multiple reasons. One example is because it helps teach the beauty of sportsmanship. This also benefits because players on the field will get punished for having bad…

Individuals have the ability to encode, process, store, and retrieve information through listening, visualization, and experienced (hands-on) learning. Our brains feed on new material by the processes of reading and writing. Collectively forming literacy. Different individuals have their own ways of using this notion. The interactions I have had with soccer proves that there is a direct correlation with literacy. These practices of reading and writing on soccer are centered on the ability to…

June 18 2014 changed my life forever. I was playing soccer and there was less than five minutes left in the game. My one leg planted as I pivoted around a defender. I heard a crack and I went down. That one moment changed everything that I thought I knew my life was. I had played soccer since I was three. I loved it, everything about the game was fun. I had played all the positions over the years, but forward was definitely my favourite. I especially loved playing forward in the outdoor…

I take a deep breath. My gloved hand finds the orange painted metal of the crossbar and I hang on for dear life. I can feel my heart racing as I run my fingers along the cold, white plastic of my lacrosse stick. Coach calls me over to the sidelines and smiles down at me through the bars of my helmet. I look at him expectantly. “You’re going to be fine, you are ready for this,” he says as he adjusts the straps on the side of my head with a pop and a click. I can feel the adrenaline rushing…