For me, contentment is synonymous with only one place – the soccer field. Whilst the world has its argentine genius – Lionel Messi and its English architect – Wane Rooney, the local playground had me, a hesitant 17 year old with raging hormones looking forward to shining each day, trying to outdo himself, working towards achieving greater heights. Soccer is my passion, although my fascination for the sport developed long after I had walked away from soccer coaching. I did not enjoy the experience because of my lack of ability, embarrassment and fear of the coach himself. Thus, I shied away from one of the best opportunities I would ever get to become a good player. Sometime later, when my peers started to shift focus towards their studies, funnily enough, the playfield started appearing on my schedule every evening. The colony ground was the place to be, in the waning hours of the day. Picture this: The sun is just setting. Twelve people, one ball. The atmosphere filled with shouts of enthusiasm, yells of frustration and joyous calls of celebration. Howev...
When the notion of baseball comes to mind, a feeling of nostalgia and tradition come to me. Many of my feelings and memories originate from my childhood. I remember a beautiful summer day. My dad and I arrived at the baseball stadium to watch the game. We walked up the concrete walkway inside the stadium. The concrete walls and floors made my surroundings drab and grey. Finally, we made it to entrance into the stadium. I came out of the dark tunnels into the bright sunlight. The first thing to catch my eye was the vivid rush of color. Underneath the fluffy white clouds and their deep blue canvas, I could look down and see players in vibrant red and blue uniforms warming up for the game. The well-watered grass on the field was a brighter green than any other grass I had seen. The outfield seemed to be so perfect. It appeared that each blade had been cut by hand. The edge of the infield, where the dark, watered-down dirt met the intensely green grass was a precise and well-defined contrast. We sat down and I took in my surroundings. There were men walking up and down the stairs selling various concessions. They had peanuts, beer, soda, ice cream, popcorn, and many other tempting treats. The players soon finished their warm-ups and the crowd became frenzied with excitement. The game was about to start.
My small, sweaty palms griped the cold fence as I looked on nervously at my brother’s baseball game. I was waiting for the final out of the game so that I could run onto the field and around the bases as I did after every game. As a young child, my parents were always searching for something to keep me entertained. I was a bubbly child with an endless amount of energy. Being that I was the only girl amongst four boys, I was always electrified in their presence. I wanted to be involved in all their wrestling, running and playing. Being the type of child who loved to play, I would stay outside until I was forced to come in. I would run along the dimly lit street, making up my own games and making new friends. Even when I got older, my energy did not fade. At
Youth Soccer has evolved into a fiercely competitive arena. More and more children are leaving recreational leagues to play in highly competitive select leagues. Select leagues are made up of teams, which players must tryout or be selected to play for. I had the unfortunate task of being an evaluator at such a tryout. Fifty ten-year-old boys had come out for a three day tryout in which forty five of them were placed on three teams. Cuts were made on the field and for those boys who had made a team it was a very exciting, but for the five boys who were cut it was absolutely heartbreaking. Had the children been older they might have been able to deal with the disappointment better, but for most of them it was their first real experience with public "failure". Select leagues have the potential to teach and promote important life skills such as hard work,...
When they decided to end the game they all said that they would want to play again. The play observation illustrated Huizinga’s play detentions in terms of free activity, no material interest, own boundaries, and fixed rules. One person suggested to play hide and seek and the rest decided to join knowing that there is no material reward. The A team added their own rules in order to create their own boundaries. In addition, Eberle’s play framework elements of pleasure and strength were displayed by the game because each player demonstrated enjoyment during the game and they enhanced their strength by running quickly. The game also illustrated Brown’s play properties of play being voluntary, and how it diminishes consciousness of self and a desire to play again. Like stated before, every player decided to play at their own will no one forced them to. Moreover, each player did not care who played or how everyone looked like, no one felt self-conscious. Lastly, when the game ended each player said they would want to play
There were several factors that played into why I chose to attend Truett-McConnell. I have played soccer since I was five years old and ever since I started I had a dream to play college soccer. My dream was to play soccer at Samford University in Birmingham, AL. My aunts, uncles, both grandparents, mom, dad, and now older brother have all attended Samford. Going there would have been fantastic but God had other plans for me.
In front of my bed, a small cork board is pinned to the wall. Every night since the fall of 2012, I have read the soccer motivation quotes before I went to sleep. As my high school years flew past me, the signs piled up It seemed as though before I had time to blink, it was the summer before my senior year. The night before my first day of conditioning, I rearranged all the things I collected to motivate myself over the past three years. One of those motivators that did not exist on my cork board, however, were my past captains. I had always looked up to my captains. One of which was Abby. I had always admired Abby’s determination, especially watching it increase after receiving the captain spot. I used her determination to drive my own. Every year, I strived for their approval and compliments. From the moment I started soccer, I knew I wanted to be a team captain my senior year.
Exhilarated screams and contagious laughter pierce the air. The squeaking and screeching of the rusty old gate travel throughout the playground, as I tower towards it. Sprinting down the crumbly old path, leading to the sand court. There are crowds and clusters of children everywhere. The wind twisting and gusting throughout the awkward side bangs and awful bob haircuts. Recess was by far the most exciting and adventurous part of my second-grade life. Spotting my best friend, Lydia, out of the mass of children, I frantically run up to her and ask her to play Newcomb with me. Newcomb was the best recess game to me, simply because it always had the cutest boys. Lydia immediately replies with complete agreement.
Soccer or football as it is called in other parts of the world is the most popular game till date. Many people are indulging themselves into playing soccer. It is the game that requires an extensive variety of wellness to play at an elite level. Also it is one of the games that requires both upper body and lower body in equal amounts. This is what makes it harder to train for.You require not just great cardiovascular ( heart related ) wellness; you need center quality, rate, dexterity and stamina. All of this in one player who can play a full an hour and half or more, at as close to peak level as possible. How would you achieve this objective? Simple, hard work and dedication to being the best you can be.
In the year 2015, 15 years old, I am sitting down on my couch playing FIFA. I love and treasure FIFA. FIFA is a virtual soccer video game with top of the line game play, graphics, and producers. FIFA is almost like a best friend: one second you will be aggravated or irritated because of a dreadful play, but the following moment they pull through for you and support you, just like a best friend. I would rather be playing FIFA or be with my best friend than anything else in the world, no matter what. FIFA is one of a kind, just like a best friend. My best friend and I share the passion for soccer, we both play soccer, we watch soccer and we play FIFA together. We have been best friends ever since first grade; we have grown up together
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.
Starting at the age of eight, my love affair with the NFL has been a defining component of my life. In the last five years or so, my love for professional football has been dwindling. This is because the NFL is not as entertaining as it used to be. One of the reasons for the drop in entertainment value is in part to the game-day experience becoming stressful for fans that want to attend the game. In addition to this, the results of games have become very predictable and monotonous. Furthermore, the way that the game of football is now played and regulated in the league has added to this downward spiral in the NFL’s ability to entertain its fans.
In the beginning, there was football. The official said, Let the stadium lights come on, and they came on. The football players came onto the field, and they saw the light was good. Other teams started to show up and practice on the battle ground, otherwise known as the "playing field." Fans shouted, and cheerleaders went on about their playful acts. Parents, brothers, sisters, and close friends all piled into the stands to see the game of the year. The official stepped out onto the moist grass at Williams Stadium in Plano, Texas. The time was seven o'clock p.m. on a Thursday night. He paused for a moment, looked at his stopwatch, and blew his whistle. Gigantic muscular men came from out of nowhere as the fans began to cheer, waving various flags, and clanging cow bells. The bells sounded like a wind chime in an April shower, all different sounds at different times.
I was always taught that soccer was to be about the love of the game and that it should be fun. Unfortunately, I faced many obstacles that I needed to overcome before I could truly love the game for what it was worth. I grew and continued to love the game, knowing little at the time of the obstacles I would be faced with, and would need to overcome. My struggles with soccer began early in my life. I was an average player, who had a drive to succeed and go far.
Thinking back on my childhood, I first remember all the times I played outside in my backyard. I would pretend to dig up dinosaur bones or create imaginary realms of ancient lands; there I would perform diplomatic services for the people in need. I was usually alone, and those are some of my fondest memories. When I first decided to become a teacher and thought about what is important to my philosophy on how children learn, I immediately knew I was a strong believer in play. Although, many decision makers such as legislators and school district leaders believe in more academic types of learning styles, my paper will discuss why play is so powerful and important to children.
Living in country like Vietnam, soccer is the king of sport. That is why it is not surprising that my childhood has grown up with the soccer’s ball until today. My mom told me that I liked kicking the ball around and had so much fun with it when I was only about two years old. Since then, playing soccer is my favorite’s sport and it is my hobby whenever I have free time. It is interesting and amazing, especially the feeling when I score a goal or my teammates do it. That feeling fulfills in me like I have just archived something very important. Playing soccer also helps me to relax and be confident when I have stress and frustration. For instant, after doing assignment or studying all day long, I feel tired and exhausted. However, having fun with the ball such as kicking it against the wall or trying to do some tricks, all of my tiresome and exhaustion die out.