My Passion Of Soccer

Ever since I could remember, soccer had been in my life. If there was a soccer team that needed a coach, my father was always the first to volunteer. There were almost too many strenuous weekends spent hours away from home for soccer tournaments to count. My entire family, consisting of my parents, my siblings, my dog, and myself, packed in a mini-van heading to a city that I had never heard of for soccer games. But when I entered high school, all that would soon go away. I kept playing the same sport that I always had, although now I had to wake up at five in the morning for six hours of high school soccer practice in the smoldering summer heat in order to make the high school team. High School sports were more competitive than anything I had done before. I put in as much effort as I could to make the Varsity High School team, staying out past dinner to practice even longer. I was utterly divulged in soccer and trying to be the best I could be. Soon, I would regret placing a game over spending time with my family.

Soccer has always been a love of mine. Without soccer I would be a much different person; it has shaped my identity. I have had many injuries that have restricted the amount of time I was allowed to play soccer, and while I was sitting there on the

In my life soccer has been the only thing I’ve ever been passionate and good at in my life. Yes, I'm not necessarily good at school and my act score isn’t the best. But I do think I’m an Excellent player. With soccer in my life it gives me a little happiness I can juggle with for the time being.

Soccer’s been nothing but good to me, providing those once-in-a-lifetime opportunities some may only dream of. From competing in nationwide tournaments,

Growing up in a Hispanic household my family’s culture has had a significant impact in my life from avoiding a different variety of salsas and thinking twice about my immature decisions. Yet their love for the beautiful game known as Fútbol or soccer has always held on to me and is inspiring how it brings together an entire world or in this case my fanatic family. With soccer in my blood, as many relatives love to think, I’ve grown to love the sport, but my love was limited by restrictions. With an un-financially stable high school placing soccer in the bottom of the list of funds, my love for the game only stretched to amateur pickup games and watching ninety minute games on FOX Deportes. With limitations affecting my passion I began to follow

“I feel like I am very focused towards soccer and just love the game so much that I do not think that I could stop playing. Many people when it comes to soccer, they realize that being a student athlete puts a lot of pressure on you. This can really determine whether you love soccer enough to deal with this pressure or not.” Without a doubt, she is right. Soccer is both physical and mental and it isn’t for the feeble.

Many people play sports and have hobbies they are passionate about, but soccer isn't justa hobby or a sport I play for fun soccer is my life. Millions of people across the globe play thebeautiful sport of futbol (soccer), so what makes me different from the rest. I started playingsoccer when I was 3 years old and instantly fell in love with the beautiful game. I could tell rightaway that soccer was my sport and my passion and no one could take that away from me.Throughout my development of soccer my emotions for the sport remained constant but mypassion for it changed I became addicted to the sport. I could and still stay soccer is my drug andI can not live without it. Soccer is many things to me it is my friend, my comfort place, mysupporter,

As a child, I grew up playing travel soccer, and it was what my life revolved around. My weekdays were filled with practices, my weekends filled with tournaments. Soccer was all I knew and all I wanted to do. I had dreams of making my high school varsity team, and even one day playing when I got to college. This all changed during one weekend tournament. My team and I were in the first half of the first game that weekend when I was injured and carried off the field. From that point, I never stepped foot into a soccer game again.

I had a passion for soccer since I was a young girl and I would always be excited to play each season. That was until I was hospitalized for 2 weeks in 2014, but back track to about a month before. I had just came home from overnight camp and I had an absolute blast, bouncing excitedly

I grew up playing soccer as kid and participate I various tournaments in highs school playing for school team. Soccer has been a part of my life from the beginning. My family are all soccer fanatics heck my nation itself (Nigeria) are soccer fanatics. “Football” as we call it back home was almost like a tradition and very much part of our culture as a nation. I played soccer at every chance I had whether it were on the streets barefooted or on a proper field. Needless to say, it is my favorite sport and I play with a couple of friends on the weekends. However, when I’m not raving about soccer, I do engage in artwork and animations. I love to draw, mostly cartoons or comics. I find it very relaxing to just pick a pen or pencil and draw. I often

Ever since I can remember I’ve lived life with a ball at my feet. I started playing soccer when I was three, fell in love, and never looked back. Most of my childhood memories consists of sweaty shinguards and weekends spent at soccer complexes and hotels all over Texas. I was learning how to kick, pass, and shoot, before I knew how to read or subtract. I wouldn't be the person I am today without the influence of the coaches and friends that I have met throughout my soccer career. The late night practices, aching muscles, and long car rides have all added up to create the person I am today.

When I am playing soccer, I forget about everything and everyone. In fact, I may be having the worst day of my life, yet when I enter a soccer field and commence kicking a ball around, I space out and simply focus on my game. Furthermore, It is so extraordinary how a simple sport can have so much impact on a person and provide such magnificent emotions. Literally, around 60% of

I bleed, dream, and live soccer; it is my passion and my outlet, and for some time now I have taken part of a prestigious soccer program for young athletes. The Olympic Development Program gives opportunities to participate on state, regional, and national levels. After previous years of participating on state teams the tryouts for the new season encroached, and little did I know my world would turn upside

Growing up I had a passion for playing soccer. The love of the sport led me to play from dusk till dawn in our backyard. There was a sense of tranquility about playing at night that I just loved. As I grew up I slowly stopped playing the sport as I increasingly became overwhelmed with school, homework, and other responsibilities. Even though I slowly stopped playing the sport I continued to watch it very attentively. Every Saturday or Sunday I would sit down with my father to watch my favorite soccer team, named Chivas, play against other teams from Mexico. I felt that during these times I could really bond with my father because during a normal week I was not able to see him because of work. I really enjoyed his insight into the games even

Clichés always seem to cloud my mind whenever we try to speak meaningfully about the things we love. In particular, the beautiful game of soccer always seems to mock my efforts in describing its genuine beauty. On or off the field, nothing in this world compares the sensation of playing soccer, both mentally and physically. In every instance, you always can't help, but feel the individual nerves tingle throughout my body as the pumping adrenaline courses your bloodstream. All the way from the situations of intense agony as you wait in anticipation, to the roaring crowds as the ball glazes the back of the net, your heart cannot help, but indulge more into the sport and culture. The fields so extravagant as the morning dew tickle your ankles while coursing through the glint grass meadows. However in game, is a completely whole different magnitude. It is an experience not even the most embellishing vocabulary nor abstract concepts may describe.