In "The Ways We Lie" by Stephanie Ericsson, Ericsson talks about how lies exist in aspects of our life every single day. She describes the different ways that humans lie and justifies why people doing so. These lies discussed in this article include the white lies, facade lies, lies of omission and lies that focus around stereotypes. White lie is a common way that people lie to others, because the lie would be better than the truth. Sometimes, the truth will cause more damage or dangerous than a simple harmless…
It was a hot summer day in Rayville,Louisiana. My 12 year old All-Star season was going great, even though we had only played a few games. Little did I know that this game would change my whole baseball career.…
Yes, I think football is dangerous. I love watching football games but It is very harmful. Football can ruin many lives. Football has lead to suicides,concussions, Chronic traumatic encephalopathy (CTE), which is a degenerative brain disease that can result in mood changes and dementia. As it says in the story, “in defense of football”.…
“LET’S GO BOYS!!!! LET’S WIN THIS!!! BEAT THESE RAVENS!!!!!!” The crowd was screaming and chanting wildly as we began to run out of the locker rooms and onto the large football field. I lead them, raising my arms up and down to signal the crowd to get louder with their cheers. As I did this, I was also sprinting to the middle of the field through the large slit that was cut for my eyes. I turned back to the crowd in the stands, and the players ran around me, with smiles of their faces, to get to their positions and the bench. I started to jump and raise my arms, “ FROGGY!!! FROGGY!!! FROGGY!!!” They all chanted my name in union, some of them even had signs and horns! A large smile crept onto my face behind my large mascot mask, and I couldn’t…
I would go to the football field and go into the box announcers seat with a crossbow, bottle of water, protein bar, boards and a walkie talkie to respond to the other look outs. I would hide out in the box and since zombies are slow it would take them quite a long time to get to but when they do my look outs will take them out but if some pass by or I lose a person I can shoot them from my perfect view in the box from the field they are on and once all of them have been taken out I will call my crew together announce over the speaker we are safe and then call in on my walkie talkie the helicopter get my crew and head to the white house for our medals of honor for defeating our zombie…
Eighth grade year, gym class, flag football. I remember this day like it was yesterday. I had a fuming hatred for the gym teachers and their actions toward these pre-pubescent kids who take everything a little too personally, but with these rude teachers each and every reaction from each and every kid was appropriate. The only way I could describe these teachers is 40 year olds who find joy in making 13 year olds miserable. So, it all began when the flag football unit started. I wasn’t afraid of the evil humans we called gym teachers; I spoke my mind. Football was usually the last unit every year and every year the girls had to relearn how to play football, while the boys got to go play outside right away without an ounce of review. Because I am me, this wasn’t going to fly.…
“Swish” as the ball goes through the net. The crowd went wild in the stands as Adam shot the ball. Adam is a tall and brown curly haired boy, with wide hands up to eight inches long. Coach Smith was off his seat and sweating a lot. Coach Smith is a big, bald, and a tall man. The team was down by two, they had the ball. Seven seconds left, the clock was ticking. Two seconds left Randy, had shot the ball at the three point line. Randy is a hairy chimpanzee that loves to play basketball. There was no time left on the clock. When suddenly, the gymnasium was left in complete darkness, just before if everybody saw if the shot was good or not. When the lights turned backed on Randy was gone. Everybody was looking for him. All that was left was Randy’s hair…
Boom! The hit of the pads on that field whether its Friday night, Saturday morning, or Sunday afternoon its always the right time to throw on the pads and play and/or watch the amazing sport of football.…
The date was September 29th, and the wind was blowing furiously. It was 50 degrees outside, feeling like 30 degrees due to summer just ending. The score was tied with five seconds remaining in the game against Delavan-Darien. I fell back into my safety position, staring down the quarterback like a wolf approaching its prey. As the quarterback began his cadence, I felt something wet tickling my arms as if little monsters were crawling all over me. The quarterback yelled, “set hut!”, and the receivers began running their routes. Out of the corner of my eye, I spied the slot receiver running a drag route across the middle of the field. As he crossed the inside linebackers, the quarterback threw the ball. Right when the receiver was about to catch the ball, I ran up and make a perfectly formed tackle above the receiver's waist at his ribs, forcing the ball to fall loose. The pass was incomplete.…
It all started at ninth street with some friends of mine John and I started recruiting some people to come play football with us. I honestly didn’t know I had a pretty decent arm. I originally was going to start practicing to play wide receiver instead of quarterback. At the time Odell Beckham Jr. ( wide receiver for the New York Giants ) was extremely explosive and dynamic on offense. Seeing him blow up on offense made me want to try out for wide receiver. But somehow John convinced me to play quarterback.…
The white lie is one of the most popular lies. It can be used by anybody, kids to parents, friends to friends, students to teachers, boyfriends to girlfriends and so on. Telling the truth, but leaving out one or two main facts, genius. An example of one from an ex-boyfriend is “I had to stay at work late”, which was partially true, but he forgot to add the part when he stopped somewhere to see another girl. A personal favorite that has been used a good bit is “There was a lot of traffic” or “The truck over-heated”. White lies are a good way to keep ones-self from getting into trouble.…
*Warning, lengthy post* Hey guys, long-time reader, first-time poster here. I’m a highschool student in Kansas City and I’ve been wanting to let some thoughts out of my head about this playoff run, so I figured I could share them with you guys instead of some Chiefs fans that really couldn’t care less.…
By being told to quit something just because I’m not good at it. Back in my 7th grade year when I played football, I was pretty atrocious at everything basically. Trying to run routes against corners, catching, and trying to stay at 110%. I used to play Wide Receiver but they made me change positions because I didn’t try hard enough. They moved me to o-line and I was probably one of the worst players on the team. I only started one game my middle school life as a guard and all I really did was get embarrassed. Missing blocks, not pulling to get the DE, and forgetting the snap count. I didn't play football my 8th grade and my freshman year because my parents said that allergy season was gonna be awful. I was so close to not playing this year,…
All my life, i have been playing soccer. Everyone said education come first and sure I get that, but to me soccer is literally the most important to me. It’s like I can’t live without it. Whenever I feel emotional, sad, angry, or down; soccer is there. I never get the feelings of enjoying it with other, like teammates.…
I was so nervous about starting soccer for my very first time ever. I knew that I knew nothing about soccer. But I decided that I was still going to try out for it anyway. Peyton Hudson really encouraged me to join because she was playing and she said it was a lot of fun, plus they needed players. I was just so excited to start playing.…