With my dad coaching me and me always being the smallest on the team, I didn’t get much better because my dad was always really nice to me and I always played the same position. He didn’t push me to become better the way I wished he did. When I started playing with more of my friends on the other team, I played positions I have never played before. I didn’t like it at first …show more content…
I should have been cut that morning but the coaches wanted to see more of me. So the next afternoon I showed up and didn’t know what to expect. I just heard a few things from my friends. I knew for a fact that I was better than some of the freshman this year. I successfully made it past the first day without being cut. The next day I showed up and we did some 1 on 1 things and I wasn’t great at that. At the end of tryouts that day the coaches pulled me aside along with a few other people. They told me that my skill wasn’t there. I wasn’t good enough to make it on the team.
After that I realized something I am still going to be playing on another team, The Screaming Eagles. This team was made of some guys from my high school. Most of them have not played for at least of 5 years. Then I thought to myself I will still have fun on this team. After that season on the fun team I was glad I didn’t make the high school team because it isn’t about how good the team is that you play on it’s how much fun and the memories you make while