-Dedicated to Jason Wong
The dull, dark words did not seem to interest me, while I drummed my sharp pencil tip steadily against the cold table. I thought back the dreadful week before:
Sweat, rain, and mud was beating at my muscles, urging them to continue while the tight cleats of patronization embraced my outdated and lethargic feet. The slightest detail of my pain didn’t irritate me for I was the tiger on the field, swiftly leaping, sliding, tackling, and wrestling for the ball, balancing it at tips of my feet while scuffs of green stains unearthed from the ground exploding from the impacts. The ball juggled and dangerously manipulated my opponents with constant spins and rapid movements. I moved with incredible speed and balance ending each of my foes in a strategic move and sprinting away with breathless stealth ending my individual play in a deadly curveball. However, the grotesque and unruly spin chided me instinctively betraying my future kicks and maneuvers. It was over, 4-1, the sweat and tears lay motionless trapped in my confusion of anger and emotion. My head held below the heavenly gods and shrouded. Drenched in rain, I fled away from the intangible and invisible threat that lay before my morale, my own self.
I thought to myself, “This is not the pathway I will take in order to wrestle with success and defeat.” The team was disbanded shortly after our consecutive disappointing performances. Without question, I decided to quit my team and journey to the state champion team, FC Golden State. Each loss affected my confidence and morale stomping it deeper and deeper into confusion, anger, and emotion. I chose to forget about everything and switch it into the vault in my mind labeled, THE FORGOTTEN MEMORIES, and at that moment they were washed away completely. I can remember the day bright and clear:
That day, my head drooped and dismay and anguish swallowed by the invisible wave of darkness. I glanced up to my desk and I penciled down possible teams I would try out for and possible transfer to. When my analysis came to the conclusion for the state champion team, FC Golden State, I was astonished, yet I agreed and chose not to debate against my senses, but accept them. I knew the preparation that had to be taken and I started right away
In the distance, a fiery blaze of yellow washed over the horizon, while beams of roaring bright illusions washed over the sky overpowering and obliterating the dull, dark clouds in a burst of luminous explosions. At that moment, the sun had illuminated and energized my confidence. That afternoon, I reminded my own self, how powerful persistence and determination was. The only one I had to prove it to was myself. I prepared by perfecting my sinister curve kick, my sensible and unpredictable strategies and tricks, and lastly, my organization and control during combative attacks. I was more ready and prepared than ever.
The coaches smirked in our appearances and arrivals. The skills of the talented Mexicans were incredible, yet I was able to match and shadow their skills in my own creative strategies. My feet quickly swayed left to write juggling the ball quickly at their tips and maneuvering creatively throughout the ground and the air confusing and perplexing their weak mental skill. Each move and new tactic I attempted became unpredictable, completely overcoming their mental and physical ability. During specific instances however, I exaggerated my fear and nervousness greatly giving the advantage to my opponent who mercilessly lifted me and kicked me to the ground crushing my calf, while the amused coaches watched entertainingly until it became ridiculously rough. I was destroyed, yet I made it through the first stage eliminating nearly 3/4s of my talented opponents. My legs, scratched up, bruised, and sore, had intensified and ignited my performance; I couldn’t help, but show the white of my teeth. Those few days gaped between the advanced stages of the tryouts, I intensified my training, shooting, moving, dribbling, and controlling incredible fast and accurately. I felt powerful as if the world was in my hands that day, my skills were prepared and the powerful strategies planned and familiarized.
I would have to work my muscles to the limit to break through stage 2 and win a piece of the champion’s silver elite rank team. We began the session by testing speed. I worked my way to the middle of the group in the start and lingered until we reached the end, whereas I sprinted past the rest like an explosion with all my remaining speed to the finish completely tucking away the element of surprise. The coaches were completely astonished, and continued to their next drill testing control, dribbling, trickery, and skill. By the end of it, I was drenched in sweat, while I let my skin fry and sizzle in the gruesome sunlight bonfire. I quickly replenished and headed for the last scrimmage. My feet quickly pointed and took fake steps and strokes of true stealth leaving my opponent to feed on the ground while I easily sprinted past him and managed to fatally blast my ball into the net while it exploded uproariously and powerfully. At that moment, it was completely over. Those short 30 minutes were the most intense of my life. I was awarded the golden jersey, an experience that I will never forget and cherish deeply.
In conclusion, persistence and determination are the greatest aspects that will propel you toward periods of success in life and athletics. The greatest players have learned that sports aren’t just about victory and winning, but more whereas learning experiences are established. If you want something in life, there will not be anything stopping you from persisting constantly in order to reach your dreams and goals. Elevate yourself further and challenge yourself in daily activities. Never give up achieving success; it depends whether you will choose to get back up and strive forward when pain and discomfort overcomes you, when the ratio is 1 to 1000, when things seem as if they are unreachable. I have played soccer all my life because I’ve wanted to, not because my family has forced me to or others have put pressure on me for amazing performances, something that will never change throughout the whole course of my athletic future.
Keep striving and keep dreaming