Since fourth grade I have always looked forward to Friday nights after school, it was bowling night, and it was my favorite night. The weekly bowling league started off just for fun but it quickly transitioned into something bigger. Not many people think of bowling as a sport, rather just a recreational activity to do with your friends. I do not see it that way. I quickly enhanced my skills and achieved the highest average in my age group. Now, eight years later, I have realised how bowling has shaped me to be a persistent person and to never let go of a dream no matter how close you have gotten and failed. My first year of high school bowling I was placed on the junior varsity team, as a freshman it was standard. It also gave me valuable experience in how high school bowling works. My second year I was moved up to the varsity team and had a big shoe to fill from the year prior. We were the number one team in our district that year, guaranteeing us a spot in the state tournament. The team had gone to the tournament before, but it was my first time. We could have bowled better, but we did not do that terrible. We knew it would be close for us to go on to the next …show more content…
Feeling that if only I had made one more spare, or struck instead of getting a nine count, that we would have made it. However, I quickly realized that we as a team had done what we could have and that nothing was going to change the outcome. At the end of the year banquet we all decided to come back next year even better and to forget about what happened at state. Coming so close to having a chance to be state champs, and not being able to accomplish that by such a small margin can discourage anyone to stop doing what they love. I never get that far, and learn valuable lessons each time.This moment in my life made me focus on what counts and to try my hardest at everything that I
I am a runner. I was selected to be a cross country captain for my senior year and I had set myself a realistic goal of being one of the top five finishers at the state meet in the fall. I never had the thought that I could not do it; I knew I was going to be up there with the best. When the state meet came and I traveled with the team as captain, that race became one of the most memorable of my cross country career but not for the reasons I expected.
Throughout my entire life I have made a collection of many fond memories. Of those fond memories one in particular sticks out, my senior year during baseball season. I have played baseball since I was six years old and my senior season was by far the best of them. Memories were not only made on the field but also off of it, making us not only teammates but brothers. The memories I made with that team will forever be implanted into my mind and something that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.
Last year in January, my school cheer team and I accomplished a huge goal. We won nationals. The Owasso team was expected to win this competition, but it was still very difficult to achieve. The competition is held in Dallas, Texas, where thousands of cheerleaders compete to accomplish a once in a lifetime goal. My team only went up against one other team, but still won. The other team was not much better than the Owasso cheerleaders, which does not mean that it was easy. Winning with my dream team gave me an indescribable feeling inside. It was absolutely unreal. We came back home with our winning title ready to begin a new season. Knowing that every other team from all around the state was gunning for us, we were hungry for another win. Another
With seconds to spare I arrived at batting practice and began to prepare for my game. I hear coach call out my name and as I he acknowledged that I was there he told me I was pitching. My brain shifted and went into a whole new mode, I was more focused and more determined than I have ever been. This was the biggest baseball game of my career and I 'm starting on the mound. Honestly it couldn 't have turned out any better, the fate of the pin and my team lied in my hands and I loved the pressure. The pressure made me thrive and before I knew it our team was marching onto the field for the national anthem. During the singing of the national anthem I peeked into the crowd and first row down the first base side was the little boy I met on the cart and his dad sitting right next to him. This game was for that little boy, I needed to impress him. I pitched six strong innings and my team ended up winning the game. It was the most exciting game of my career and the best part was being greeted with the best pin in the tournament after such a spectacular win. The little boy ran out into the middle of the field where we shook our opponents hands and in front of everyone in the stadium handed me the only thing I cared about besides winning. I was in the best mood for the rest of the day and I rewarded myself with a nice long sleep. I could only image what the next day had 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.
I earned a spot on varsity. Being on varsity gave me my first taste of truly competitive tennis. Usually during practices, we would be separated from the other girls not on varsity, and our coach would run special drills with us. Tennis is an energy demanding sport. Matches usually started around 8, although sometimes I had to wake up at 4 because of a long drive, and depending on how many teams were at the tournament, could end late in the evening, one day we didn’t finish until around 9pm. By this time in my tennis career, I knew all the rules of tennis inside and out. I would frequently help the players on the team newer to the sport with scoring, knowing where to stand to serve, and what grips to hold their rackets in. It was fun to teach them because they never would have guessed that there could be so many different ways to grip the racket, or angles to hit the
In the closing contest of my senior year, the Salina Central Mustangs traveled to Newton to compete against us. When we played this same team the year before, they decimated us, physically and mentally, putting up forty nine unanswered points in the first half alone. My fellow seniors and I agreed that we would not lie down and surrender like the previous year. We knew that this team would likely beat us again this year, but we didn’t care. What did we have to lose? We were a one-win team, plagued by injuries, with a third-string quarterback under center.
Each game, my passion grew. Each team, new memories and lifelong friends were made. Sports sometimes make me feel disappointment and at loss; but it taught me to be resilient to a lot of things, like how to thrive under pressure and come out on top. Being the team captain of my high school’s football and lacrosse team showed me how having a big responsibility to bring a group together to work as one is compared to many situations in life. Currently playing varsity football, varsity lacrosse, and track I take great pride in the activities I do. Staying on top of my academics, being duel enrolled at Indian River State College, working three nights a week, and two different sport practices after school each day shaped my character to having a hard work
As my senior year came to pass, I had many regrets but one that still haunts me the most was allowing fear to hold me back from the sport that I love the most. I try not to dwell on the past because I know better is to come. High school taught me to not let fear hold me back from success and greatness. I know that because I eventually had been awarded a starting position for my effort and great improvement in my
It was tennis during my freshman year. It was my first match. Not knowing what to expect, I stepped onto the court, three new tennis balls held carefully in my hand, a racquet and water jug in the other, a visor on my head, tennis uniform on my body. This was all I had. I had no one out there with me, I was all alone. I had
The second year of high school I was given my shot to go to state and accomplish my dream. My season was going pretty good, and I had a very good chance of making it to state. In the match that would have sent me to state, I choked and lost. I was so heart broken that after the tournament I cried 'til I couldn't cry any more. After I was done crying, I became so angry I didn't speak to my parents or any that tried to talk to me for days. To make matters even worse, our team placed first in the 3A state wrestling championship. The team that I could have been on was state champions and I could have been there.
After that we had a lot of confidence as we went to our second game that was located at a college in Lakeville. We were getting ready to play Shakopee and we expected them to be better. We walked silently up to the plate with the sound of dirt crunching under our cleats, got set, put a smile on our face, and went to work. Starting with so much confidence gave us an upper hand. With few hits by both teams and close calls we managed to scratch across ten runs to ten run the team. After rolling over our second victim we had a good note to sleep on for the next day of state baseball. The next day we had to play four more games and if we won all of those games then we would go into the championship
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.
Bowling has a long and rich history, and today is one of the most popular sports in the world. A British anthropologist, Sir Flinders Petrie, discovered in the 1930's a collection of objects in a child's grave in Egypt that appeared to him to be used for a crude form of bowling. If he was correct, then bowling traces its ancestry to 3200 BC.
In my 9th grade year, I thought that I would play more, but I suffered a stress fracture in my foot during the second week of football camp. This made me irate because I did not get a chance to play at all that year. I ended up missing the entire season, and I decided to film each game so I could contribute in some way. The filming made me better because it gave me a bird's eye view of the action and I could see how