Essay On How Football Changed My Life

My whole life, I was never introduced to change. I was always in the same school, same soccer team, and same house. But then, a gargantuan amount of change occurred in my life. I went to a school with the label of “new kid”. And I joined a whole new level of soccer. When I made the team, the weekend of, we had a game. We were driving towards the soccer field, and I kept on thinking about how excited I was to be playing with these girls I would be playing with for a while now. The day before we had a practice where I walked off the field with tears in my eyes, threatening to fall into the damp grass. The coach had told me I was not the best player on the team anymore. He continued by saying I should start playing right.
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It continued with me repeating it once or twice to ensure correct pronunciation (which always seems to fail with adults for some reason). As the Coach called us over, he started to put us in positions. As I started by leaving a warmed seat on the bench for my teammates, I watched as they played like professionals, and I constantly thought about what I could bring to the team. Ten minutes into the game, Cassidy and I, went on the field. I started off making a decent pass, than thanking God I did not mess up. After that, number 12 had a breakaway, and ran up the field. I immediately stopped her, resulting her to fall. For a split second I was about to say sorry, until I heard “Great molly Ure! (professional foul)” from my coach. I laughed as he mispronounced my name, and the girls on the field laughed with me. I completely regretted all of the bad things I immaturely thought about my coach. I definitely knew this was going to happen again, where I mess up. I have to be open to learning new things, and being able to believe these things will help me. But I know that I have to deal with it maturely, and be thankful I have coaches to help, and correct