YOU WOULD GIVE ME A KISS IF I WAS ON THE SOCCER TEAM

After four overtimes and 110 minutes of soccer it ended so sudden, a golden goal for the opposite team ended our playoff run, the farthest Bellefonte Soccer has ever made. My competitive career was over and for some reason I wasn’t as upset as I thought I would be, I

was thankful for all soccer has given me.

Throughout my life there has been one constant since I was four years old that shaped my life and taught me tons of lessons. This constant has been soccer. When my parents enrolled me in soccer when I was only four years old I had no clue what fifa

was or why Pele was so special. I also did not know what I could do while playing the sport or what I would learn from playing the sport.

My older brother started to play soccer when I was four and he was six. At his games I would always cause my parents headaches by running around and getting myself in trouble. I guess the only way to solve the problem would be to sign me up for soccer so I would be the coaches

responsibility during games, the team was short of players so I was able to sign up early. I really don’t remember this story or really the first year of playing soccer but it was told to me by a lot of people and I have seen the team photos of how I am so much smaller then everyone for the first two years when I played soccer. Playing so early probably helped me out once soccer started to get competitive.

I found soccer genuinely enjoyable and I was respectable at it playing my way through AYSO

soccer. I made tons of friends while playing soccer in elementary school and middle school and even convinced my best friend that he should play with me. I found out that I loved to kick the ball “through peoples legs” and scoring goals, and I was actually good at it.

My sophomore year was when I learned the most from soccer. All but one of my friends in my grade made the varsity soccer team while I had to play another year of junior varsity soccer. It was ridiculous,

I should have made it but the coach picked his team based on who was older, and i

really thought that I deserved a roster spot. I realized that the only thing I could do would be to work harder and show everyone next year why I deserved to be on Varsity. I worked hard in the off season, playing for my club team along with an indoor team. By the time the next year rolled around I was the starting forward, leading goal scorer one

of two to make the Conference All Star team I

learned if you work hard enough you can accomplish anything.

My senior year there were 11 seniors on our team, we did everything together from partying to going to other sporting events together. A majority of the better seniors all got underages

a month before the season. A bonding experience, I would say. It might not of been what our coach wanted but our team never partied alone. We were as cohesive on the field as we were off and simply referred to as “the soccer team is here”.

We won our Conference and were 59 seconds away from having a spot in the district championship game when my best friend tried to clear a ball but slipped and sent it right back into our net to tie the game at one. We later ended up losing a minute away from penalty kicks four overtimes later. No one got on him for it, while our season was over our friendships aren’t. We still hang out and party together but I’ll never forget all of the lessons, the work ethic, and friend’s soccer has brought to my life.

While this narrative may seem like a page about me playing soccer, which sort of annoys me because I’ve read a lot of other people’s and they were about a topic more important then soccer, but I’d like to think of this as a narrative about the most important 11 friends I have had for the last four years. It is something that I’ll never forget, and had a hell of a time.

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