Personal Narrative: Water Polo

Premier Sportsman, Inc., is compiled of generations of hunters. Growing up, I was given many opportunities to see what hunting, fishing and nature was all about. Later, as a husband, father and grandfather I discovered what it meant to have that perfect story. That perfect hunt, a guided trip, up in the hills with my buddies, in a drift boat on the Kenai or Columbia River... Creating and capturing memories are what is important to us at a Premier a Sportsman, Inc.

The coach took him out of the water individually and told him how much he appreciated

WSTC formally known as Wayland Swim and Tennis Club isn't just a swim club to its members. It serves as a summer home for them. The light brown curvy pathway leads directly to the old wooden sign in tabel. The table has lost a leg, but it still stands there every year welcoming anyone who reaches it. Names are etched into the table from years prior adding a sense of charm to what some might call junk.

The lacrosse game Last Saturday I went to my first ever lacrosse game in Ithaca, New York. The game was played between the college teams Albany Great Danes and Cornell Big Red. I had been invited by friends, and of course I wanted to go. I knew nothing about lacrosse before the game but now I’d almost consider myself a professional.

When I first thought about how soccer impacted my life, nothing really came to mind. I was that kid who mostly looked forward to the end of the game snacks and bringing around the goal jar. But when I actually began thinking about more about playing soccer I realized that soccer was the first place where I was fully submerged into something completely new. I learned how to make friends, how be a leader, and how to have good sportsmanship. These are all things that have made me into the person I am today and it all began on the soccer field.

On Saturday, September 9th, I went to the Enabling Aquatics session at the YMCA in Santa Rosa. I went from 10:15 to 12:40.     When I first got to the YMCA I met up with the main coordinator, Kelly, who gave us a tour of the YMCA on where to go and where to sign in when we first arrive. We got in our bathing suits and then we went into the therapy pool (which is a 4 feet deep and 95 degrees), filled with volunteers and students who had disabilities which ranged from autism to cerebral palsy to someone with physical deficiencies. I have worked with children who had disabilities in the past but I haven’t  worked as much with adults.

Instead of standing in a crowd of strangers, I now practice with some of my closest friends and there is never a dull moment with them. My coach is now someone I can count on to not only crack a joke with me every single day, but he supports me as I grow in my swimming career. On the first day I started my swim team, I had no idea that I would come this far or how swimming would impact my life. When I look back, it was anything but easy at the beginning, but I am proud to say I stuck with something I

After some practice, my friends and I decided to enter a bowfishing tournament in July. The bowfishing tournament is an annual event, held on the Kaskaskia River, in an effort to eradicate the invasive species that are ruining the river’s environment. Although this was our first time competing in the tournament, the awesome new experience was overall a fun time. Building up to the tournament, the process of putting together a team was stressful and annoying. Drake Reibling and I considered entering the tournament and had to decide who should be on our team.

It was a rainy day, for I felt gloomy, tired, drowsy, and drained. It was freshman year, and I was ready to compete in the regional championships of 1A high school swimming. I was going to swim in the 400 freestyle relay, and I was nervous, excited, ready, and energized. As I sat on the bleachers, where the CSD swim team was located. Before I knew it I was up on the starting block, just about ready to dive off after the previous swimmer made it to the wall.

While soccer is singled out as one of my very strong passions, I find myself playing harder and smarter during school soccer. With the help of Craig Rocastle, former professional soccer player and the current coach of Seaman High School, we are undergoing one of the best seasons Seaman High has ever had. Presently after seven games we have yet to face defeat; furthermore, Rocastle pushes our team to the limits and states, “We will fly, I am proud of our season so far but there is still another level in us.” As our team enter each game with new mentalities and expectations we are; in fact, becoming a better team while also handling the task at hand and winning the game.

Slippery Soccer Struggle It was game day and the whole team was pumped. Today we were ready to take down our rivals, Maquoketa. We all got nervous when we heard that the forecast called for heavy rain with possible thunderstorms. We knew that playing in the rain would be a lot more difficult, but that we could handle it.

“The Swimmer” is a short story which follows a man named Ned Merrill as he swims home across the “River Lucinda”, a series of swimming pools that form a path to his home. It was adapted into a film titled The Swimmer, which remains quite faithful to the original work, but expands upon several aspects of the original short story. After being unable to swim through the Welchers’ pool due to their property being abandoned, Ned Merrill is forced to cross Route 424, a busy highway. “The Swimmer” follows an epic narrative structure, with Ned encountering several obstacles on his path home. The story is told in a third-person perspective and deconstructs many traditional epics by breaking down the genre into its base components and rebuilding

One of my best days was when my soccer team won the championship. I won several other championships ,but with other teams. This was my first season playing with this team. The major characters in this event were me, my teammates, my coaches and the parents. This event took place in a park at sanger during the summer.

I 'm the youngest in a relatively large family, 2 brothers and one sister. Being the youngest I always went to go see my brothers and sister play sports and what not. I remember going to the Newtown High School 's blue and gold stadium to watch Justin, my brother, play lacrosse and hearing my dad or mom say one day you 'll be doing that too or something along those lines. Frankly being the youngest kid stinks sometimes. Sure, parents are generally more relaxed by the point they have their last kid, but there 's all these expectations based off of what your siblings have done.

Curling is a very cold, unpopular sport that I have known since I was four years old, when my parents started a curling club. Now, I am not talking about a curling iron that makes your hair look nice. I am talking about the sport of curling that is played on ice with rocks and brooms. To me, curling does not seem like an odd, unknown sport. Yet within the world of sports, it is not very common, but generally people have heard of it because of the Winter Olympics.