Column: A Goal I Will Always Remember
"I think you're going to score today." After I heard these words, I chuckled at my friend Dalen, the goalkeeper of our varsity soccer team. "I don't think so, but I hope so." Following our brief exchange, Dalen and I go back to staring out the window of our soccer team's bus to view the familiar sights of Highway 97. We're headed to Bend to take on Mountain View High School for our team's third game of the season. The bus, packed full of members of our JV and varsity soccer program, is alive with chatter. Amidst the conversations are the faint and familiar sounds of players putting on their jerseys, strapping on their shin pads, and lacing up their boots. However, I’m only focused on one thing. The nervousness I feel in my head. I'm not confident. I can't find a reason to be; the past two weeks have been dreadful. My dad got let go from his job, my girlfriend dumped me, and my first year as a full-time varsity player started dismally. In
