By this time, we were starting to get a bigger crowd that was attending the games. Before the first round of sectionals, we were nervous and not able to picture ourselves with a sectional title. We had to play one of the toughest teams in the first round, so we were extremely nervous and could barely control our emotions. After a very nerve racking 24 minutes, we won the first game. We got the confidence that we could beat the other teams in our sectional after this big win.
February 2, 2008 was our biggest most consequential game of the year, for our varsity school soccer team. The year could be described by some as a year of rebuilding and upset after upset. Yet to many of us it was a year of growing and building of friendship. The match that was lurking closer and closer was against Sunnyside High School who we had previously defeated in a nail-bitter style game. Nevertheless we knew not to underestimate them for they were currently ranked 2nd in this vast sate, that encompassed many commendable and worthy teams.
The girls were executing every play to perfection. We won the game, silencing a team of seniors who had taunted us for weeks before the game. Almost sweeter than our decisive win, I realized, was the fact that we were celebrating our win as a group of close friends, many of whom we had just made a few short months
Finally making through conference placing 2nd , now able to attend states. Once states came along I felt as if my first race was taking place again. Nervous, scared, etc. thinking to myself "You got this," but the nervousness overriding once again through out the race hitting every hurdle I hurdled. Crossing the finishline noticing what a horrible race I just ran placing 4th out of 6.
“Before today, we’ve been playing Emily sort of out of her usual position to fill the spots we needed with our injuries. But Emily is so versatile that you can play her in a number of different positions and she will do whatever you need,” said Coach Stone. “We needed her to score. Her first goal showed a lot of skill and the second showcased her maturity in her younger years to be as composed as she was with that finish.” Together, both Cubbage and Conway set marks of their own as rookies by recording individual firsts – first multi-scoring game and first-career shutout,
That game was the biggest failure I have ever been a part of. We got beat by a team we were not even close to our same talent. My coach is one of the people I look up to the most. After the game, he gave me a speech about how I have to work as hard as I can so this does not happen again. What he told me really hit me because I started working as hard as I could so we did not have that feeling the next
My first wrestling match was a duel meet with one of our rival schools, Coral Gables; they weren’t the best but it served me well on applying the techniques I learned on those couple of weeks that passed. I weighed in that day 103 pounds, I was a light weight. And the lightest weight class is always the last one to wrestle.so I got to watch some matches before I wrestled which made me even more anxious. Finally it was my turn to show everybody what I got. The team score was dead even, so all the pressure was on my match, which even got me more pumped up.
His grades fell and then fell again. Most of his grades were ok but his English grade stayed bad. He started wrestling in 11th grade after finally telling himself that it doesn’t matter what anybody else thinks. He was beginning to realize how strong he was and came up with the game plan “if they not stronger then I am then they can’s slam me or get me in an uncomfortable position”. He would go into every match determined not to lose and would come out victor.
I thought that Haram had gone completely berserk, and didn’t know about the two feet that I had for hands. Even so, without pretext, he continued to get me started and tutored me. Of course I had wanted to quit about a week in, but Haram just couldn’t allow it even as he knew about my poor ability to coordinate my hands and feet. He pushed me and pushed me telling me that he won’t ever make me quit. Every day he stood next to me supervising my practice sessions and making the most out of correcting my mistakes.
I also made sure I was doing the drills correctly and precisely because I knew how strict the coaches were. Sometimes I messed up, but I was determined to get it right on my next turn. I was so dedicated to making this team that I would go home and practice the drills, so that I could come back the next day and perform the drills perfectly. After a couple of days of tryouts I became confident in making the junior varsity basketball team. I eventually got used to the intense drills and I was capable of doing the drills correctly.