Inspirational poem about life as an athlete. Mine specifically is about lacrosse.

The whole world is a lacrosse career. And all the men and women are merely players in a very large game of lacrosse. A man has many different parts in a lacrosse career, his life separates into 7 acts. In the first act you receive your very first lacrosse stick for christmas, you’re an infant an are unsure what to do with it. Then you enter your first rec team, and following that you enter your first lacrosse game. You catch your first ball and score your first goal in the sequence. You fight everyday so you don’t have to go to practice. But your mom’s persuades everyday. You keep working hard throughout junior high, hitting the wall everyday, and getting a 100 shots in everyday. Following this you enter high School, full of ambition and drive to succeed and to do the best in everything you do. You go through many up’s and downs, but never stop working. You keep this single quote in your head that grandfather told you as a kid,”If opportunities don’t knock you must build a door in order to succeed. You proceed with you high school and going to every showcase you can to improve your lacrosse IQ, but things still seem like they’re not falling in place. Following be an all county player, all state, and a top 205 elite showcase individual, still no college offers. You think to yourself is it time to dig deep and build that door that grandpa talked about. With that you enter college with a full athletic/ academic scholarship to notre dame. You’re a member of the fighting irish, a dream you’ve also had as a kid.You think to yourself that you want to die with a lacrosse stick in your hand. It becomes time were you get called into the game as a young freshmen, you break freshmen scoring records, assist records, you think that this all wouldn’t be possible if you didn’t listen to your mom about keep going to practice. That in order to succeed you must be able to do the little things; thus setting the foundation for the bigger and better things in life. Nothing can stop you, you’re physically and mentally as strong as a oak and are as hungry as a bear to succeed. Your college lacrosse career comes to an end, and you know immediately know that want to give back to the sport that give you so much, becoming a college coach with provide you with this feeling. Still full of ambition and drive, you have that same feeling that you did when entering your first lacrosse game. becoming old and brittle you finish your coaching career, and are nominated into the lacrosse hall of fame. This is for all the lives you touched and become apart of. You become older and older, and sicker and sicker. As you life beeps away to look to your left and there is the stick that started everything. A maverik tank with a kryptolyte pro. As you go into heaven you’re die doing the thing you loved. Something to take away from this is that “Failure will you never overtake you if your determination to succeed is strong enough.

P.S The you in the poem is my goals/ aspirations when it comes to living life as a lacrosse career and what i want do with my life.

-Ryan Farrell #38