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Field Hockey Narrative
Field hockey wasn’t my first true love. My first love was softball. I believed that I had found the sport that I loved and wanted to play as long as I could. My mind was set for the long term, and I believed that this was the sport for me. This all changed when I was introduced to field hockey. On the last day of middle school, I was approached by the middle school coach and she asked me if I wanted to come out and play that summer. I was hesitant to agree, since I planned on playing summer softball and I didn’t want to have multiple practices a day. In the end, my friend Naomi convinced me to sign up. Weeks started to pass without a word from the coach, and I forgot all about signing up for hockey, until one day she called my mother’s phone …show more content…
It was really awkward to walk in and, by God, it smelled atrocious. It reminded me of I soon came to realize that it was a smell that only a goalie would learn to appreciate. After learning the fundamentals of being a goalie, I soon learned to love the position. Over the last four years of goaltending, I have found something that I can call my own, which I do with vigor and excitement. Even though our team wasn’t as skilled as the others and didn’t make it to the next level after the regular season, we played with heart, and with a sense of togetherness. We held strong in the toughest of situations and came out stronger at the end. The game of field hockey is my pride and joy. It is all together, my stress reliever, my reason for being stressed and for now, the reason why I want to succeed in school and life.
Field hockey has taught me some of the basic values of life and has changed my morals as well. I learned to respect all players, coaches and referees. I learned that I can be a good player and play hard – yet, still be courteous and kind on the playing field. This sport has taught me how to love myself, my teammates, and to become the best athlete I can be, through important lessons that I can incorporate on and off the field. It will hold a place in my heart even after I can no longer suit up to play in my stinky goalie gear, and I will always appreciate

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