Why I Want To Join The Lacrosse Team

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It all started freshman year of high school. I really wanted to get involved in some kind of sport or club. I couldn’t decide what to do. Many people said I should join the lacrosse team and my response was “I have never played before, how am I suppose to make the team”. I always had an interest in lacrosse however I was scared to go out and buy all the expensive equipment and not make the team.. I went home that night and asked my parents what I should do. My dad encouraged me to go out and try. He said it doesn’t hurt to try. That next morning of school, I raced to the athletic office and signed up for lacrosse, and when that bell rang after school I went to the lacrosse store nearest to me and bought all of the gear so that I could …show more content…

I had one friend and his name was Mikey MacGuire he was the one that convinced me to try out. I had a long talk with my dad and mom (mainly my dad) the night before tryouts. He said “Luke, if there is one word of advice I can give you it would be that, Hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work” this is a quote from Tim Tebow and his book (Through my eyes). I took his advice to heart and thought about it all day. I came to the conclusion that I just needed to work my ass off. I needed to work 110% more than everyone else. The next day finally rolled around and two kids in my class named Jonathan and Travis were taking crap about me trying out, they just kept going on about how the team is already good and we don’t need anymore midfielders. I just ignored them and went on with my day. I also saw the coach in the hall after school, his name was coach Haven. He saw me with all my brand new lacrosse gear and didn’t say …show more content…

Johnathan and Travis had been giving me shit all week. There were two team’s JV, and Varsity. I just wanted to make JV. He said if I call your name stay with me after practice and if I don’t call your name be dressed and on the field by 4:30. I was so nervous after like 60 names of cuts they never said my name. Some kids that have been playing for a long time got cut. I couldn’t believe it. The next day at practice coach said now that you made the team we are going to have a tryout for who is going to start and make lines according on skill and your ability to work. Every drill I was first, we ran a thing called the stair way to haven, I was first. Again I was here to work and be my best. Half way into practice coach asked “who (faces off)”? I raised my hand because why not? We went to the other side of the felid and I watched before I volunteered to (face off). Seemed easy enough for me so I gave it my all. As the week went by it was finally coming to an end. It was time to sit down and see who was going to start and see what lines we were in. Another shock, the JV coach said the attack lines first and then said the midfield line. “Luke La Grassa starting midfielder and face off midfielder”. I could believe it once again. Mikey was stunned as well as Johnathan and Travis. I got home that night and told my mom and dad. Looked at my dad and said you were right. The whole season I just kept getting better and

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