Friday Night Games

school. The team’s name was the Lake Shore Bluesox. Our team was in a travel league where we would play teams across the state of Maryland from different counties. We practiced three nights a week with a game on Friday, along with three games over the weekend. It was a lot of hard work, but we won almost all of our games. Our coach told us that if we kept up a good record, we could be invited to a big out of state tournament. One day when I was relaxing after practice, my mom said my coach was…

stories dealing with participation in sports and struggles associated with sports are classified as works included in the sports genre of literature. The topic of sports has become a money-making industry, especially when it comes to football. The game of football has surpassed Baseball and now holds the honor of America’s favorite pastime. It’s steeped in tradition and generates more revenues and attendance than any other sport in the United States. Many non-fiction books have been written…

Students packed into the Performance Gym on Friday, November 13th to watch the Blair Madness event. As college basketball programs around the country have put on Midnight Madness events - including high flying dunks, three pointers and an intra squad scrimmage, Blair decided to follow suit with its Blair Madness. In the gym, the vibe was electric. As Jack Saxton reflected, “I really liked the atmosphere. Everyone was really pumped up!" Up first was the three point shooting contest. Contestants…

It was a cold day, cooler than all the other days before. Every day was getting colder and colder. The sun was out with clouds dispersed throughout the afternoon sky. I was fourteen years old. My soccer teammates and I were warming up for our game against Pingry. It was a Thursday. My friend Matt and I always warmed up together. I have known him since fifth grade. He always had a talk show host personality with a bit of humor. He was fairly short for his age, but that didn’t discourage him at…

for a first time and was overwhelmed. I am here in college. Even though I knew I would study hours in my dorm, friends ' dorms or even the library, my mind was set for the gym. I knew the gym would be where I spent my free time. My parents left that night and I rode my skateboard around the campus only to realize my building was far away from everything. After riding for about 10 minutes, I realized I was lost and decided to turn around. I rode backdown a path that placed me by the quads. From a…

Its has been more than three years since my coach give me a letter with the news that I got an invite to the USA national football team. But as a softmore I didn’t know how big or an opportunity that was. So that night after football practice I ran to my dad’s black Ram truck and I was tried but I was happy to see him.so after dinner and I did all my homework .Me and my Dad and my mom opened it .that moment I just felt like I was the best in the world and I could prove that I was the best in…

population is settling down on this random Friday night, and the clock ticks toward 1 a.m. The night isn’t over for everyone though; There is a still a basketball game being played. The game is between the perennially suffering Minnesota Timberwolves and Sacramento Kings, and it has no implications, both teams are eliminated from playoff contention, and the Kings lead the Wolves by over 30 points with a couple minutes remaining in the 4th quarter. It’s late, the game means nothing, and it’s not…

sports were so much better than music slowly began to fade. I fell in love with the late Tuesday night practices, constantly repping set after set until my feet were essentially on auto pilot. Friday nights swiftly became what I would look forward to at the end of the week, as opposed to weekends. Supporting the football team while having a great time in the stands seems to me the best way to spend a night. Saturday competitions brought me to life because that was when everyone was there to…

the late nights all for something I love. The smell of the fresh cut grass, so fresh just before a game. The look of the just raked infield, so fluffy and smooth.The look of the freshly painted and chalked lines, so crisp like perfection. The softball chalked for the pitcher's circle, where I will soon stand and compete. The batters box just lined and ready for my first competition. As I walk onto the field everything changes for me, stress is released and all I care about is this game.…

As a child, I would always want to be outside doing something. My mom had me age 17, still in high school, and she was still playing softball. For some odd reason, I remembered going to her games, as well as my aunts. My mom was the main reason for my love of softball. I believe I should be considered to win the Nebraska Softball Foundation Scholarship because softball is my life, I overcome obstacles well, and I have great leadership all around. From when I was able to hold a ball in my hand,…