It’s eight in the morning, and it’s so silent on the bus that you can hear a pin drop. The final soccer game of the season was on April 5th, it was a bitter sweet feeling. The game didn’t start for another hour, but my coach had wanted the team to get there early so we could do warm up drills. On the bus ride to the stadium I kept to myself just listening to music trying to get in the zone. My team was going against the best team in our division. This game was all about redemption; we had lost to this team the year before, and it ruined our chances of qualifying for state. To some people it was just a game, but to my team and I it was the modern day World War 2. As we approach the field that’s when the whispers on the bus start. As the bus came to a screeching halt everyone on the bus started to talk strategy. We walk off the bus together heading towards the locker room when we see the other team. The team we were facing seemed to be better than us in every way. The other team was bigger than us, stronger than us, and had more players on their team which meant that many of their players didn’t have to play the …show more content…
The offenders carry the ball towards the other teams, and all I can do is wait. One of the other team’s offenders steal the ball from one of my teammates and she’s heading in my direction. I ready myself to go full charge at her to steal the ball from her. As I go to get the ball from her she elbows me right in the mouth, and all I can do is fall to the ground and hold my mouth. The pain hits me by surprise, and all I can do is fall to my knees. I hear the whistle being blown, and I see one of the refs throw a flag. As I was getting to my feet I see my coach at the corner of my eye running towards me making sure I was alright. As I walked to the bench all I can hear is ringing in my ears, and I can taste the mixture of sweat and
The first day we got there we had started off so wrong by arguing. We weren’t doing well and we argued most of the time. Us as a team, we honestly made ourselves look bad in front of the coordinators and other teams that were watching us. The coaches had given us a real big pep talking about sticking together as a team to make us better. Although we didn’t think we needed it, it actually
In summary, on 06/05/16 at 1741 hours Ofc. C. Zepeda #253, Ofc. E. Vera #289 and I were dispatched to 3215 S Central Ave. in regards to a disturbance.
Franklin Foer the author of How Soccer Explains the World: An Unlikely Theory of Globalization is an important contributor of the small topic of the how soccer is related to the world. Foer from the New Republic who writes from time to time in the well known newspaper of the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal had traveled around the world especially the continent of Europe, Asia, North and South America. Going from the topic of why the Islam religion, Islamic law, and religious paramilitary militia prohibits the passionate, die-hard Islamic women fans; from attending and/or watching soccer games and then partying hard like the men after the game if their country or favorite club wins. To the topic of how America relates to soccer when the middle class accepted this sport because of the little violence that they thought the sport contained and to how some Americans support writers such as Tom Weir from USA Today’s “that hating soccer is more American than apple pie, driving a pickup, or spending Saturday afternoons channel surfing with the remote control” (Foer 240). The majority of Americans that support this quote are the lower class, liberals, majority of sports reporters, and narrow minded Americans. These topics and/or chapters really show how soccer is creating more globalization around the world especially with Islamic women getting rid of their traditions and trying new things such as showing their passion for soccer. In addition, America is trying to pass its apple pie and watching American Football on a Sunday to watching beautiful game of soccer. How Soccer Explains the World: An Unlikely Theory of Globalization is really divided into three groups; the first being the rivalries between clubs and human beings, sec...
Though this movie was made to portray the life in Korea 110 years ago, it really resonated with me because I found it very similar to life in present-day Nigeria—where I am from. The impoverishment of the people and the clear distinction in the social classes was all too familiar. I also observed similar customs as well as unity of the people through a sport. This paper would be addressing the similarity and some of the factors in the movie that I could really relate to or have personally experienced.
As more of my teammates began to show up, I recognized most of them. However, I learned later that if I went on to play in the Spring, this would not be the same exact team I would play with. With only twenty minutes until we began,I put on all of my gear and my dad gave me a thorough warm up. Time seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, everyone was gathered together as positions were being assigned. I was originally overwhelmed with excitement, but as the game drew closer, the joy I had felt was replaced with anxiety. The lacrosse game taking place before ours ended and we entered and took our place on our bench. I recognized the opposing team’s jerseys quickly and identified them as a travel team from our area. Taking one final breath, I rushed into the lacrosse net enjoying my bird’s eye view, unsure of what was to
Riley, our starting quarterback, placed his hands on the helmet of the right tackle, as he did every play. He called the play looking straight into my eyes signaling the pass was coming to me. My entire body tingled with excitement as I ran to the left of the field. I could feel my cleats dig into the soft, freshly cut field as I took my stance. I looked up into the sky seeing only white lights which created the stage for the football field. As I brought my head down slowly to see the white eyes of the defender across from me, my heart beat slowed and I was still, in peace for the short moment. The quarterback hiked the ball and I began in pursuit; shifting, juking to get away from my defender. We were side-by-side running down the field as the ball was thrown into the air, coming strait to me. I jumped up and became airborne, snagging it from the lit up, night sky. Falling back with the ball secured into my arms, I felt my defenders full weight push into my left leg. A snap rang out as we hit the ground together and I looked down to see a large bump sticking straight left out of my
The principal theme of this paper is a better understanding about the Final Match, which is a sets the stage for organizations and recruitment finalists to arrange employment. There are many multifaceted Legality that encompasses in the Final Match. Furthermore, the author will discuss the importance of what entails within the final Match for both organization and finalist which will constitute an employment contract. The Autor will break it down into seven components which are an enforceable contract, issues that might arise in the contract process, how to articulate and present job offers, build a formal employment relationship. Also, include organization plans for orientation, socialization, and legal issues in the Final Match.
The horn blew and the game started, Dedham won the face off and is running down the field at a faster pace than I was used to. They shot the ball! I couldn’t move my stick quick enough to save it, so I threw my body in front of it and got hit right in the shoulder. It hurt a lot, but what I hadn’t realized was that it hit my shoulder and reflected ten feet away from the net where my player caught it and ran down the field and scored. The other team didn’t know what hit them. It was the half now and the score was three to nothing in our favor. Our couch told us that we needed to keep up the good work.
The amazing game of soccer is played in every continent, and is the world’s most popular sport. It is proven to be one of the number one sports to be played and watched. Because its fans and players are so devoted, the sport continues to grow. Requiring only a ball and open space, the activity is available to anyone, whether rich or poor, male or female, athletic or not. Over the years, soccer has won the hearts of many because of its unique history, many benefits, and notable achievements.
The time on the clock was 4:30 when the doorbell rang, fifteen minutes early. My three teamates were extremely anxious to get to the Center. I opened the front door and to my surprise the whole team was outside in their cars. They were all spiffed up in their shirts and ties, determined to win the game. As I threw my equipment in my friends car I was hoping that the next time I put it in there I would have a championship medal hanging around my neck.
It was a warm September day, perfect for baseball. I had eagerly woken up, gotten dressed and set off for my first practice as a member of the Superfund Wanderers, a new team I had joined that year. As I walked onto the field, I knew this practice would be unlike any I had experienced before. The first person I met introduced himself as Matthias. He had long, blonde hair that fell past his shoulders and ill-fitting pants that seemed three sizes too small. The glove he used was cheap and plastic, better suited to a tee-ball player half his age. He didn’t even have baseball spikes on, instead opting for soccer cleats. Looking around the field, a dozen kids fit the same mold. They were passionately discussing the latest soccer scores, yelling
It was two days until the first game of my last high school football season. My team and I were going to play Bayfield, a battle we had persistently prepared for since the last game of our junior year. The sun was beating on my pads, radiating the heat to make practice seem even worse. I was exhausted and looking forward to the end of my last sweat poring practice for the week. Our team was repetitively executing plays to make sure they were like second nature to us on Friday.
It was November 1st and it was the day of my last volleyball game. I ran into my friend Eri and we started talking about the game later that day. It was against Tunkhannock. They were the best volleyball team from our area, and wouldn’t you know it on our senior night we had to play against them. Senior night was the one night where the seniors were recognized, whether they were good or not. The whole day the team was joking about how much we would lose by against our rival team. In a game to fifteen we thought we would end up owing them points.
Thirty-two teams, sixty-four games, eight groups of four, years of qualifying and one world champion. The World Cup is an international soccer tournament that takes place in the summer every four years. It is more than just a game to all who participate, and their fans as well “Husbands have mortgaged their homes to attend it [the World Cup] Careers are defined by it, and athletes have been murdered for making mistakes“, (Trecker 16). It is more than just the world’s biggest sporting event, it’s the biggest event period. (Trecker 6)
The wheels on the bus went round and round, all the way to Paonia. The ten mile trip seemed to last forever. Whoosh, Whoosh was the only sound could be heard as the wheels ran through the new rain puddles that were created earlier that day. It was dead silent, you could have heard a pin drop. We all knew what was at stake. For each of us it was a different thing, but on both sides of the ball we knew that in order to have bragging rights for the rest of our lives this would be the game that we would have to win. Every other game that season didn't matter as long as we won this game. Every hit would be remembered on those days when we would be sitting down as old men drinking beer or coffee. There would be talk about when we flew around the field with each other who hit who and who knocked who on their can. The bus was not a sleeping silence, it was more of a tense silence. The type of silent there is when a group of civilians enter the surrounding of another expecting to leave with something they shouldn't. The main thing we were expecting to leave with was respect. Its all about respect. This was the type of game that every hit and every block counted. We knew that we will be partying with them the next spring, and we wanted bragging rights. That was the type of silence that it was, all the way to Paonia.