I remember the first time I ever played football. I was a short chubby seven-year-old that didn’t have a single mean bone in his body. After my first practice at the lake Hamilton optimist park I remember the angry talk about how I was not being mean enough that I had with my dad and him raising his voice because I had made him angry with the way I was playing. I remember thinking that this is the first time that my dad (daddy at the time) was disappointed in me. Having that realization really hit me hard because up to that time in my life the only time my daddy had ever been not the nicest man I had ever met was when I misbehaved in school. Well not to put a downer on the story but my play all the way to about fifth grade had not changed and …show more content…
When I was playing defense I filled my gap like I was supposed to, and I didn’t get drove of the ball like usual. I was getting into the backfield and making tackles behind the line of scrimmage. After that game, I was still expecting an angry talking to from my daddy but this time on the ride home all he had to say that I had a great game and that he was proud of the way I had played and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t believe what I had just heard and I couldn’t have been happier. At that moment when it came to football everything started clicking. I started my sixth-grade season we ended up going undefeated. That was out of all my years playing football was my favorite, I made the all-star team and we did …show more content…
That was without a doubt the hardest summer of workouts that I had ever been apart of. I went from my playing weight being three hundred and fifteen pounds to two hundred and seventy-five pounds and I had gotten so much faster and stronger. Well after that long hard summer it was time to start my senior season of football. With the hope, I was going to get a football scholarship to a small college I was looking forward to a state title run and interest from a few different colleges everything was going right. We start the first game of the season against across town rival hot springs and we blew them out and the season was off to a great start. The next week we play Bryant and we played a great game till the fourth quarter and we let us lead slip away and took our first loss of the season. We go on to lose the next two games and the season seems to be in shambles. But coach reed pulled us all together to win five of the next six games. We were on the up and up but along the way coach reed lost the team and a lot the players lost faith in him and that started the end of everything going right. we ended up in in the third seed in the playoffs. But by this time the team was in shambles and most of the players had given up on the season. Me and me fellow seniors go into the game ready to lay it all on the line for our brothers not knowing that it was going to be our last game. We go out and give our
...k now through everything. We should know no matter what we are put through, we can always come out on top. Our determination as a team lead us to do what many believe that we could not do, winning the state championship game against the nation number one team making the Pearland Oilers Texas Division 5A State Champions.. Even though the damages of football can be permanent over a long period of time it changed my life and I would do it all over again.
I had been told that it was much harder and the players were bigger faster and stronger, so I thought that I was not going to be the Tom’s next favorite target and that I got lucky in youth football by playing against a bunch of unskilled players. However I soon found out the middle school football was just as like youth football I would receive a short screen pass and then mostly because I was afraid to be tackled I would take off and score. With Jared throwing me the ball from either the line of scrimmage or forty yards down field we were unstoppable. We suffered one loss in our middle school career and went undefeated our 8th grade year. Yet again I was sure to be Tom’s next go to
It 's the day before my last high school varsity basketball game as a senior… Wow four years went by this fast who would have imagined this day would have came. All day I was thinking about the season ending. This game meant everything to me, it wasn 't any ordinary game. It 's a section game! Win or go home.. With it being my last high school game I wanted to close the chapter knowing I gave it my all. Practice was probably the most intense it 's ever been for me. Emotions were flaring and we were all on the grind.
All we had to do was beat a team we had beat numerous times before and then we would be in the finals. Easy right? So we thought. Going into that game I did not expect to feel the heartbreak that I did when it ended. Finally, game day had arrived; in the first inning, things seemed to be going as planned, we were up five or six runs. By the fourth inning, we were down nine to five and it only went downhill from there. My heart started to ache and the feeling of frustration flew through my body. As the ninth inning rolled around we were still losing and we could not get it
Freshman year of football almost drove me to quit football. The coaches drove us harder and made us work our tails off. That year taught me to work even harder than before. My sophomore year was even more taxing than the year before, trying to show the coaches that I belong and that I will try to beat the upperclassmen in anything that I could. Junior year I didn’t get to play varsity and that drove me to work even harder to get a starting spot for my senior year. By the time I got to my junior year, I finally got out of my comfort zone and I wouldn’t just take a hit, I would deliver one. And when senior year rolled around I finally got a starting spot on the varsity offense. I finished my senior season with one catch for thirty eight yards. High school football taught me to trust people; coaches, teammates, and friends. Without them none of it would have happened.
I loved everything about the sport, knew everything about the sport, and simply wanted to be physically involved with the sport. I signed up for my local football organization and greatly anticipated the start of the season. My first season our team finished undefeated, winning each game with ease. I played offensive line and enjoyed every play, finally being a part of the sport I loved. My coach at the time admired my hard work and dedication, repeatedly telling my fellow teammates that we should all aspire to have a work ethic such as my own. At the end of the season, my coach suggested I practice to become a quarterback. A quarterback is usually one of the skinniest players on the team, a trait I certainly didn't have. If I were to be a quarterback, I would have to lose at least thirty pounds and practice almost every day until the next season. As crazy as the suggestion seemed to me at the time, I gladly accepted the challenge and almost instantly began to work to become the best quarterback I could
My 8th grade year around the month of February people were starting to recognize spring football was right around the corner. I was a middle school stud says most coaches I played bandit and sometimes safety full time. Tine seemed to fly faster and faster day by day the team was coming ! Spring had finally come and walking on the I was a pretty favorable upcoming freshman by coaches and players. The first couple of practices were great I never known so much went into high school football but I eventually found out. My knee was hurting a lot my 7th grade year because of ball that
It was the last season of my football career and it could not have been going better. We were winning games and were having a blast. The team was giving high fives and banging helmets together. We were a true family; growing closer than any team I had ever been with before. I was standing with my teammates as we said the same prayer before our game as we did every week. “Our Father Who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.” The deep, strong voices rang throughout the room sending chills down my back. I loved it.
My sophomore year eager to begin baseball season, I've have so much detonation and disappointment from the prior year. The team and i had been preparing our butts off this off season. We were determined to break the curse of the baseball team. Out of the past teams no one never made it passed the fourth round and we were willing to do anything to change that. This was the year that we told our self's that were we going to make it the distance and nothing was going stand before us. We needed to be the team to recall as the ones who broke the condemnation and made it to state.
Sadly, my family was going through financial struggles, forcing me out of the school zone I was destined to attend. When I discussed the situation wih the high school coaches they told me they would pick me up from my new house and take me to school every day; with the condition that I’d play football for them all throughout high school. Even though this was illegal I continued to go ahead and accept the offer. My first year of high school was so exciting that it went by in the blink of an eye. Sophomore year came and the clock ticked closer and closer to when everything would change. I started in varsity as a corner back but soon would have big shoes to fill as the team’s quarterback. Not only did this require skill and hard work but the ability and qualities of a leader as well. Ultimately, playing this position helped me acquire traits that would soon be necessary for success. That year was tough for us because the majority of the team consisted of inexperienced players, however the coaches knew I would be the one to lead the
Once again, the next year, I was on the All-Star team. This time we were all determined to stay in the tournament and win the championship. We started off lousy, though, making four errors in the first game and losing 4-0. We now had to win every game and beat the last team twice. We did defeat every team we went up against, including the team that beat us the first game, and once again ended up in the championship game.
...h school I wasn’t a great player. Re-involvement came fairly quick for me because a short year later, this year as a matter of fact, I was asked to be a coach for a local high school team. I was honored by the offer and of coarse I took the opportunity. The fact that my father was the head coach probably had something to do with it, but I was just ecstatic to be back on the football field again, even though I wasn’t the one playing. With this coaching position I’ve experienced a lot of new relationships. From meeting a whole new group of players to other coaches it’s been a learning experience and I’ve already built new friendships that I know will last a long time. But the most important relationship I believe I have built because of this experience is a better relationship with my father. In the past we have had our differences but because of football we’ve been closer than I think we’ve ever been before. Football has proven to me to be worth while. It has taught me dedication, determination, teamwork among others. Football has given me an identity of being a part of team and friendships I will have for a lifetime, especially with the person that means the most to me… my father.
I earned All-District honors for 3 straight years in high school, and All-Region once. Football was very rewarding for me not only through awards and accolades, but through the experiences and lesson that I learned. It helped me to be disciplined in my lifestyle and appreciate hard work. From a young boy wanting to play with all of the big kids, to now being one of those bug kids that other young boys look up to, football has made a positive impact on my life.
The game of football is an essential determining factor that turns boys into men, and every boy at some point should learn to play the game. Not for the game itself, but for the things it teaches about working hard to achieve a goal and how to find another way to reach that goal if failure ensues the first try. The fundamentals of football were drilled into me as a three year old, along with tremendous off season workouts and being able to coach little league football and passing down my knowledge to others, are the key factors that lead to my breakout season and being one of the best players on the team.
Then came the senior year. The season came around and my coach, Coach Fletcher, had big expectations for me. I suffered through soccer conditioning and lost a few pounds from it. But I’m getting ahead of myself. the spring season before school ball was my biggest nightmare.