With hard work and dedication, you can achieve great things. One of the greatest accomplishments in my life was winning state last year. I have never once wanted to win this game for my teammates more than this one. This game I played for my brothers on the field with me.
I remember ever single moment of the that week leading up to it and the game. We practiced Monday through Friday, every single practice was freezing cold. I specifically remember the Thursday practice. What made this practice stand out was the fact that it was on Thanksgiving day. Wednesday night we had a big snow storm, so the next morning ice covered the field. This practice was beyond compare to any of the others. This practice was not just fun, this practice played an
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I took my shower and head to the school. At the school we had a little meeting and our parents group gave us chick fil a sandwiches. We loaded the bus and headed out to the Emporia State field. Once we got there all of the nervousness hit me. I had butterflies in my stomach. We had hours before the game so we went out and walked on the icy field. We had never played a game on this kind of conditions. In the locker room we had music blaring and people were getting pumped to play. We go out for pre-game and see thousands of people there. The butterflies come back, but I had so much adrenaline it equaled out the nervousness. We head back into the locker room and in just 15 minutes I would be playing in the State Championship …show more content…
At 12:52 we walked out and ran through our banner. We all lined up, and they announced our names. Our captains walk out to the middle of the field to see who gets ball first. Blue Valley the team we are playing lost the toss and we received, so we get the ball first. I remember the exact moment when the other team kicked off. I remember going to block my dude and getting completely abolished by the kid on the other team, but it didn’t matter because I got him blocked. So our offense goes out there and is making a good drive. They end up having to punt. So it is our turn, the defense goes out there. I play corner and wear the jersey number 17. That whole year our defense has been top in the state. Their first drive they score on us, and we were all like what just happened. Then the butterflies came back out. So our offense goes back out there, and on the third or fourth play our quarterback breaks an 80 yard run for a touchdown. At this point we got the feeling of we can win this. At the end of the first quarter the score was 6-7 and they were
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.
And on the first play we fumbled the ball and they recovered and they got a touchdown. We all moaned but then coach Zambardi yelled “ Let's go, pick your heads you still did a great job”, and it worked! It was the 4th quarter it was the last 12:00 minutes and the score was tied up and then the referee's ear piercing whistle blew and we were all startled! Then I heard my favorite sound, the crunching of peoples pads and helmets hitting each other. Plays and plays went by and we gained 7 yards, 9 yards, 5 yards and ect. The score was 12 to 6 and we were loosing . There was 6 seconds left in the fourth quarter and for us to win the trophy game we needed a touchdown desperately! Everyone including me thought we were going to lose the trophy game. We huddled and Zach blurted out some play like “37 crisscross”. We hustled up to the line and dug our hands in the turf. Down, ready, set, go Zach yelled. We all fired off the line like the racing dogs being released from their kennels! Zach ran back and threw an amazing pass to Donato, and amazingly he caught and sprinted to the goal line! The crowd gasped and then started cheering loudly. But before we jump to the main conclusions we still had to make the extra point. We kicked a 25 yard field goal and strikingly the ball flew through the air and went right throught the goal posts. We tore off our helmets and put them in the air. The coaches and parents were extremely happy
Our All-Star team made it to State which was held in the warm July sun down in Terre Haute, Indiana. Pete, a short red haired kid was my best friend at the time, he would play second base and I would be the shortstop, we were the best two players on the team and we always had each other’s back. Before our first game at State, Pete and I always did our handshake but this time it felt more special because we were both so hype and caught up in the moment that all I remember him saying was “It’s your world. Get on base and let me hit you in, let’s go!” I was always the number one hitter and Pete was number two, the best two baseball players, so we were the ones carrying the team. To start off the game, I hit a double off the wall, pointed at the dugout and my teammates went crazy. The families in the stands started chanting, and it felt like I was on top of the world. Next batter is Pete, he gets a fastball over the plate and belts it into right field, I score and start clapping and our team is going ballistic as we started the game off to a quick 1-0 start. We all thought we had this game in the bag. After the top of the first we were on defense. Our best pitcher was on the mound and everyone in
I remember taking a deep breath, closing my eyes, and listening to the silence around me. All of my hard hours of work and preparation were for that very performance. The lights shown on the freshly cut football field, the crowd filled the stands, and we were all stood at attention at the endzone. It was the home invite for the Kankakee Valley High School Marching Band and twelve other schools from all around.
I was up next to bat, and I was so nervous, I was shaking. My heart was beating ten times the normal speed, and before I stepped into the batter’s box, I anxiously looked down to third base. My third base coach called “timeout” and talked to me on whether or not I wanted to bunt. I had so much pressure on me, but I replied with a “no” because I didn’t feel like I would be able to bunt off this pitcher. So the game resumed, and as I stepped into the batter’s box my heart was beating so fast I thought the catcher could hear it. The pitcher started her wind up I didn’t take my eyes off the ball until I felt it make contact with my bat. As soon as I made contact I ran as fast as I could down to first base, adrenaline rushing through me. My hit went just short of the pitcher’s mound. The pitcher got the ball, and made a bad throw to first base. The umpire called me “safe” and there was an uproar of cheers from the crowd. My hit allowed the girl on third base to advance home, scoring the winning run. My dad was coaching first base at the time, and he gave me a big hug when I was called safe, and my whole team swarmed me with hugs. I felt like I was on top of the
I had always been a bigger kid, so they put me on the offensive line. I gave it my all every day. We had practices where the weather ranged from 105 degrees of heat to freezing cold, where there was a foot of snow on the ground. We strived to be the best team in our league, so we worked together and gave every task our all. To an extent we succeeded. Over the four years of my football career we went to the final game of the playoffs twice. Even more memorable than the playoff games were some of the many lessons the coaches had taught me. “Practice how you play” is one of the sayings that remains in my heart. To me this went beyond football. To this day I give everything I try my all. Another thing my coaches liked to say was “It’s fourth quarter.” This was often when we were doing post-practice endurance training. To me this meant that even though it is getting hard I can never give up and I have to finish what you
My team was trailing by a touchdown the whole game, but Shane, who was on my team, made a pick six to tie the game with five minutes left of recess. All we had to do was stop the other team from scoring and then get the ball back and score. That was easier said in done though. The other team was forcing their way down the field and all hope appeared lost, but then out of nowhere the other team fumbled the ball on a fake hand-off. In the midst of all the chaos to get the ball I saw my team come out with the ball. Now the game was tied and we had the ball, but there was only enough time for one more play and we were in the other teams redzone. I remember asking Mrs.Shafer for a little extra time so we could come up with a play and she allowed
It was in the middle of the summer and the heat was setting in on everyone. Baseball was the summer sport for the town of Pine Island. My team was so good that year that we got first in a tournament that qualified us for state. The first half of the summer, up until mid July, had been hot, dry, and filled with a lot of 13 and 14 year old kids that knew how to play baseball. We had a lot talent and were ready to put that talent to test in our state tournament. Not many kids are able to go through the thrill of going to state with a team that they love to play on. The morning of the state tournament we woke up, packed our bags with the sun half way over the horizon, and headed off to the state tournament. When we got to the field to play our first state tournament baseball game, we were thrilled. We arrived at an amatuer baseball team stadium ready to play Apple Valley. Walking into this stadium was like walking into and MLB stadium except with a lot less fans. Just being here was the coolest thing I could’ve asked for. After doing the national anthem and getting all of the butterflies out we started the game.
Right, when we pulled up to the field I was feeling a win coming. I went to the field and the first thing I did was stretch as well as run 5 laps around the field as always. “Ok lineup for warm-ups,” the coach said. As we ran to warm-ups my friends asked “who wants to when today” within the blink of an eye all of the team said me. I felt like we already won.
Unfortunately the game was not what the team expected. Sadly we lost the state final. Sophmore year came around and it wasnt as good as my first year, we made a good season but at the end all the effort was thrown into the trash by two of my teammates by getting a red card and costing us the first playoff game. We had the same feeling as when we went to state, all the sacrifices for nothing. Junior year came across us with an spectacular season, we changed the way our minds would think, myself as a caption of the varsity team, promised myself to push my teammates to the
The play was "Red 334"which is a run to our halfback, me, out of our dive series. I crouched over the ball as I jetted past the quarterback and ran the play so we could observe the changes we needed to make. I let out a sigh of relief because we were finished with the most dreaded part of practice; well, only until someone complained about not knowing their job on one of our pass plays. Coach Nelson undoubtedly decided we needed to run through the final pass play before we perfected our defense. The play was quietly called in the huddle with intentions of getting it right. I ran the play through my mind while I tried to remember what the snap count was and what I was supposed to do for that play. The ball was snapped and I jolted to the left of our team's quarterback to set up his backside protection. Out of my peripheral vision, I noticed the defensive end raging toward the quarterback. I intensely stepped into him while lowering my body and exploded through his shoulder pads sending him stumbling into the line's pass protection.
Now on the field we stretched out. Everything was the same as so many times before. We went into the locker room for the 15 minutes till the game started. I got into my crazy mindset, and started rocking back and forth, thinking of how much pain I would invoke on my opponents, and how I would go about doing that. I ran through all of the plays in my head at least once.
The greatest achievement in my life would have to be my success in the sport of football. I started playing the game at the age of eight. It stuck with me throughout my life until now. During a football game there are numerous amounts of dynamic situations to be involved with. There are so many crucial actions that take place in the matter of seconds. In a certain instance in my life , the game had a strong impact on my life. It took place my senior year against our rivals, the best team in the district. That Monday we began preparing for the coming Friday. It was a typical week until I woke up Wednesday morning. I was routinely late for school running around the house. On my way out the door the phone brought me to an abrupt stop. Turning around, I started to sprint to the phone. A few steps into it, I crushed my little toe on the leg of my couch. Face down on the carpet, I proceeded to scream in pain. Answering the phone quickly got check off my things to do list. As soon as I could regain my sanity I hopped over to the couch and forgot about school. My toe suddenly turned black and swollen. It was the worst coincidence that could’ve happened to me. I went to the hospital later that day, where I heard that my foot was broken and I couldn’t play.
come to one 's mind. All I thought as a little girl was what to play with next. Of course school
I have made many achievements in my life. I am happy to be such an achiever at things. I remember my first achievement which was in kindergarten. In kindergarten I got on the honor roll for the first time. I was so happy, but I was just happy because my mom was happy. I didn’t even know what honor roll meant, but I finally founded out that is meant that I got all A’s. My mom was so happy for me, and I got lot of money for my A’s. After that my next achievement was that I learn how to ride a bike. When I first started to ride a bike with no training wheels I kept on falling. After I kept falling I didn’t want to learn anymore, but I saw that my little cousin was riding a bike, so I just had to learn how to ride a bike. Finally, after all the sores and burses, I learned how to ride a bike. I still fall every now and then.