I agree with the posts above and only question the very first paragraph. Very good, just a couple places that need commas like "In my sophomore year," and "Once I became a freshman," I am still working on this part, but any comments on the rest of my essay would be great! Through my four years of playing lacrosse I have learned a lot about myself. That motivated me to keep my emotions in check and to encourage my team mates. This is where I am most affective, whether it is a pep talk at half time or by screeching "Good Job" across the field. Even when the team is down, all it takes is a little bit of energy to influence the mood. Then I direct my teammates on how to defend. I realized that as a goalie, I have a special view of the whole field. At that point I realized that being goalie wasn't just my position, it was my chance to lead. Then I would feel guilty and it would create an endless cycle. I would start to cry in goal, which would bring my team mates down. Every time a shot was made, I took it personally. My emotions became a big challenge to control. Just because I was more confident in goal my junior year, doesn't mean that I had everything under control. When the season of my junior year started, I felt much more confident in goal. I kept training during the summer of my sophomore year, working on improving my goalie skills. Being goalie was something I had never aspired to do, but the first time I stepped into the crease during a game I felt like I was in a new house, it was bare and blank my job was to decorate and make it my home. I spent most of practice inside the goal learning techniques, but when I learned the most was on the field. I have always had very good hand-eye coordination and quick reflexes, so after some badgering from the senior goalie I decided to step up and become goalie. In my sophomore year our only goalie was a senior, which meant that someone had to start training for the spot. That reinforced what I was doing to prepare for school, so even during the off season, I started studying earlier from the test date. I was elated to see that studying a few days before my test because I had a game the night before was paying off as my grades began to improve. I started to gain a sense of self-discipline. I learned to plan my studying and homework time around my practices. Over time, though, I began to balance my class work and my sport. What with managing tests and quizzes and reports on top of practice, I started to feel buried under all the work. I discovered the difficult challenge of being a high school athlete and a high school academic. Once I became a freshman the academic difficulty was kicked up a notch. As I gained more skills with my stick I started to gain more play time and the trust of the upperclassmen as well. The more I played, the deeper I fell in love with the sport. I worked hard at practice and at home, playing with my lacrosse stick and carrying it around. I initially started playing the second half of the JV game, maybe a few seconds in the first. My stomach became even more nauseous when the coach put this foreign object called a crosse in my hands. When I walked onto the field the girls seemed like giants, they towered over me, huffing and puffing from running. I was in 8th grade and terrified of the high school girls that I would be playing with. I nearly threw up at my first lacrosse practice. 250 words minimum, and I chose the prompt that allows me to talk aout a choice in my life that has affected me greatly. This is my first try at my college essay (the large one).
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