Nerves were flaring up inside of me; even the unbearable winter weather could not extinguish or calm them. I approached the towering entrance of a monstrous, brick-platted building with large block letters on the front that spelled out “Union Special”, the name of a factory in which the Huntley Heat Soccer Club rented space for winter practices. A few steps from entering though the frost-covered glass door, I stopped and asked myself a simple question: was this a smart decision? Was practicing soccer with (and against) members of our school’s fiercest rivals, Hampshire High School, a wise choice? Especially since I'd be the lone Central Rocket in that building? It’ll be fine, I attempted to convince myself. The majority of their players played for Hampshire High School during the Fall, and my status as a player for Burlington Central leaking out was my greatest concern in joining a soccer club in the offseason. This was because the Hampshire vs. Central regional …show more content…
In dust-covered glass containers along the back wall, products once manufactured in Union Special were displayed (various models of sewing machines, to be specific), and above these on the wall hung five black and white portraits of the previous owners of the factory, which dated back to the 1800s. The room looked like it was furnished straight out of the Kennedy era. And I was here to play soccer? The large, wooden door to access the rest of the building was locked, and required a keycard to get past. I knew that this would be a waiting game. Luckily, only moments after I arrived and plopped myself onto one of the sofas, before I could return to worrying about my first practice in this unusual place, a factory worker leaving for the afternoon opened the door and I was able to catch it. I was now proceeding to where I’d face the players of Hampshire High
Context: The British colonies were being attacked and threaten by the French and Natives due to this the British government became concern of the colonies. As a result, Britain told the colonies to come up with a strategy or plan in order to deal with the Indians. The Albany Congress was held in Albany, New York in 1754 . In the Albany Congress, a plan was proposed that would help the colonies.
Joes High School’s total enrollment consisted of sixteen girls, and twenty boys. Ten of the boys that had enrolled there played basketball. All of the boys were over six feet tall. Lane Sullivan, the new coach of the basketball team, had never even touched a basketball before he started coaching. Sullivan had never coached anything at all before he started coaching the Joes basketball team. In order to gain knowledge about the sport, he got a book about it. He started coaching in 1927, but before the 1928 basketball season, Joes High School didn’t even have a gym. Instead, they’d practice outside on a dirt court, and two times a week they’d take a bus to the nearest gym, which was ten miles away. In order to play home games, the boys had to play in the local dance hall. The “court” was nowhere near regulation size, and the ceiling was so short that the boys couldn’t shoot an arched shot. The people who attended these basketball games had no place to sit and watch the game, the all stood around the edges of the court and on the small stage. Joes High School finally got their own gym around Christmas time because the people of Joes donated their time and material in order to make it happen.
The soccer field is the only place he is able to do this, not at school, not at home, and not in his community. Paul has to leave Lake Windsor to be able to play soccer in Tangerine. The kids in Lake Windsor are snotty, rich, and self-centered. But the kids in Tangerine are hard working, resourceful, and proud. During their first soccer game, Paul described the game as, “The Palmetto players got down and dirty right away, and their fans cheered them on.”
Throughout the history of the United States of America the continuation of misfortunes for the workforce has aggravated people to their apex, eventually leading to the development of labor unions.
Two teams are on the court racing for the ball. The gym is suffocatingly hot and, the students are flailing their arms in the air. The game is a mix of basketball and soccer. Gym class has begun. Blue and yellow jerseys fly throughout the gym with tiny sixth graders inhabiting them. The Yellow team scores and a player picks up the ball forcefully, ready to score once more . The Blue team runs across the gym back and forth like birds stuck in a cage. As the Yellow team scores the heads of the discouraged Blue team hang in disappointment. . The Perspiration is scattered on the bodies of the lively children. The Yellow team begins running for the ball and now looks like a pack of wild animals hunting their prey. They run fiercely towards their victims, each one aiding the next to achieve one goal, to kill. Wisst the sound of the whistle halts the game. Water drips from the water fountain onto the floor . The thirsty children flee the gym. Halftime
It was on a regular school day when then seventh grader, Macy Misfeldt stumbled on a lacrosse flier posted in one of the hallways at Superior Middle School. This flier incited an interest in Misfeldt and then prompted her to ask her mother’s permission to join the team. After being pronounced as too young to do so Misfeldt anxiously anticipated her next year.
The novel “Football Factory”, by John King, follows a group of Chelsea hooligans in England. Tommy is an almost 30 years old male, a Chelsea fan, and a football hooligan. He has no other relatives than his gr...
•When I was 14 years old, one day a man named John Cossaboon, the coach of the women’s soccer Olympic Development team, came to watch me play. A few days later, I found out he wanted me to join his team. Then, John knew I was ready for bigger challenges, so he called his friend Anson Dorrance the coach of the National Team and
Through soccer, teachers, students, and parents, have come together to form a family-like bond. Because of the lack of funding my school does not have the luxury of having multiple sports. Thus, preventing us from having a soccer team. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about my teachers, it is that they love soccer. One day four friends, a teacher, and I came together and thought about hosting a family soccer game. The game was a hit. We had nearly thirty people show up to play. Due to the mass success, we decided to make it a weekly thing. Since then, my school rents out our local indoor soccer field every Friday to play soccer. There’s nothing like being kicked square in the face by your math teacher. Though this may all seem cliché, Friday
The soccer game was against Stillman Valley. Some of us players on the varsity team knew how skilled the players on Stillman Valley’s varsity team were because of our previous games against them in indoor soccer.
It was two hours before our anticipated game against Manitou Springs, the second ranked team in the state. As I walked through the brick arches I heard nothing but honking traffic from blocks away. I got an eerie feeling when I saw all the smoke coming out of industrial factories, and noticed that no one else was there; I felt like I was in a ghost town. Our team started to go on to the field that we would be playing on to observe the differences in it. As I walked through the gate leading to the field, I was awestruck. It seemed as though this field was the only place in this strange neighborhood privileged enough to receive light from the blazing sun; standing on the field made it seem as though the creepy town had disappeared. The feeling overwhelmed me as I saw the flawless grass outfield and th...
My struggles with soccer began early in my life. I was an average player, who had a drive to succeed and go far. Early in my soccer career I began to have difficulty breathing, and was struggling to run normally. I was then diagnosed with asthma. I was frustrated with the way I was playing, but decided I was not going to let the asthma control my life, or my dreams. As in The Pact, George, Rameck, and Sam tried not let the distractions of their home lives interfere with the drive to succeed in college, and fulfill their dreams. In George’s case, I think he struggled at home because he never had a male figure in his life. His parents divorced early in his life. When his mom remarried, it didn’t last long. George came home to find all of his step-fathers stuff gone. Rameck’s mother was involved in the drinking and smo...
On February 26, 2014 I participated in a cultural activity by playing soccer in an indoor field, in the gymnasium at the University of British Columbia Okanagan campus. I observed that the material setting of the institution was structured in terms of the cultural activities, in this case sporty that took place within it. The soccer court was located in the center of the gymnasium, with curtains drawn and defined parallel lines surrounding the edges, which confined the area of play. The confined area emphasized the exercise of control within the material setting. Moreover, there were nets on each end of the court which created a clear objective, allowing players to score goals within a limited time period. The visibility of the clock allowed players to be pressured during the game to focus to increase their score. The score board ...
Upon my arrival I sat in a corner of the lounge on a blue low one seater couch. There were four more small blue couches with tables next to me along the wall. And four big navy blue couches in the middle that can be converted into one huge bed. The walls on both sides of me were covered of sports photography. One frame had a picture with all the softball girls crowded together for a silly group picture, the other frame consisted with the volleyball boy in a huddle before a game. In total there are about fifteen frames with pictures of individual athletes, teams, and or the scenery in which the teams are playing in. To my left looking toward the stair cases, on the other side of the escalator there is a wall which separates the lockers that
The strip mall to the north has been replaced by Car Max, the automobile superstore. Unfortunately, the abundance of cars has not, in fact, improved anyone's driving skills, or lack of them. Further west is Proviso West High School; the peeling, forest-green painted fence that protects the school grounds failed to prevent kleptomaniacs from stealing seven car stereos from the parking lot last December. The football field behind the school patiently waits with its freshly mowed green splendor for the team of big, burly boys (and one girl) to actually win a game. At 5:30 AM, a shivering Student Council vice-president with the intent to do extra work trudges the perimeter of the edifice, praying for an open door to a building that doesn't like to be occupied outside of the normal school hours.