Soccer has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. From my CYO days, to my last games of high school, I've experienced all the sport has thrown at me.
Recently I played in my last ever soccer game. While it doesn't feel quite real, I have had such a rollercoaster journey with the sport. When I first started playing in kindergarten with my classmates I just viewed it as a fun activity. My love for the sport began to grow, and I quickly began my interest in select soccer. After that decision I went on to play for Celtics, Pats, and Warriors. I loved each of these teams so much due to the amazing friendships and role models I gained from them. The laughter, inside jokes, crazy hotel visits, and "soccer girl" problems will never be forgotten. While soccer has given me so many good things to look back on, it also taught me a huge lesson in my life. Junior year soccer season was one of the hardest things I had to overcome yet. During the preseason, I strained my hip flexor. When I had finally been cleared to play the sport I loved, something was off when I came back. I couldn't play like I used to... which made me unbelievably frustrated. Team postings came out and I had made JV, but every other one of my close friends made Varsity. Upset and distraught, I knew I wouldn't enjoy my season, so I decided to quit and take up Cross Country. I don't consider myself a quitter. I made the executive decision for my happiness, and soccer wasn't apart of that. When spring season of select soccer rolled around, I had no desire to play. I associated my hatred, failure, and sadness with the sport. However, when I began to play with some of my best friends, I felt confident in my skills and started to love it the way I did when I was a kid. Senior year soccer rolled around. I went to every practice and conditioning, and even the Cross country things. I wanted to play so badly for one last time. While many didn't understand why I was trying out again, or may have thought it was impossible for me to make varsity... I did it and loved every second. So, I guess I would like to just say thank you to soccer. Thank you for the friendships. Thank you for the lessons. Thank you for the laughter and memories. But most of all, thank you for truly proving to me I can do anything I set my mind to.
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Sean
5/16/2017 08:53:14 am
Great post meg! Very deep and meaningful. Way to represent for #pacergang
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Zach
5/16/2017 10:52:55 am
I teared up a bit I'll be honest
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