Prospect of Failue by: branden scoufos

In an interview with Thomas Edison he said, ¨I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work.¨ This one quote has stuck with me for my whole life, fearing that the prospect of failure will overcome me and I won't be able to achieve success which I so dearly desire.

As I grew up, soccer has been part of my family for many generations, and that as a kid I looked up to my dad and his dad realizing that I wanted to be just like them when I grow up, as they both played in high school and my grandpa in college.

During my childhood, me and my brother were both expected to be decent soccer players. My brother and I both thoroughly enjoyed the sport as well. But, as I got older, I wanted to be like my elders so much that I NEEDED to make every team so that I wouldn't let my father down. Because I was so self-conscious about whatever team I played for, I thought I was expected to be the best player on every team I played for, which in the end would really take a toll and my mindset and my physicality.

June 18th, 2013, I had made my first soccer team. I had always played soccer from a young age, but did recreational. So, I decided I wanted to join a REAL team where kids knew that core basics and fundamentals that came along with the sport. Trying out for this town team was nerve racking, but in the end my parents and I would be proud due to the fact that I had made this team. The joy, happiness, and excitement that came along with it was unimaginable.The thrill of just playing with friends, and scoring that goal that came with the teamwork showed me that having fun can drastically improve an experience in any sport.

Over the years, I would stay with that team until 2014. At that time, I quickly realized that I wanted a better playing experience, and that I wanted to be more serious about soccer. So, I chose to try out for one of the top club teams in New England. I already knew a couple of kids that played for this team, but it still was a new challenge for me. When the tryouts did come along, the heat was like a scorching desert, and the skill level was top tier. No other tryout was like this. I was pushed to a whole other level.

In the end, I made the team, but not the team I wanted to make. In this club, there is an A and B team (B being the less experienced team). When my father told me this, I was so scared of my father thinking I was a let down, and I would never be as good as him.

I wanted to prove my dad wrong of him thinking I was a bad soccer player so much that during this time period on this team, I drove myself to work harder than I ever did before, in hope of making the better team. During this time period, I shut my best friend out of my life, and many people who I were close to, taking extreme measures in order to ensure there were no distractions.

I knew the next tryouts were coming soon, so I pushed myself even more. I was soon scouted, and recommended to play for the higher level team and another team which is the top team in New England.

When the tryouts did come along, I chose not to try my hardest, thinking that I already made the team, and I was already on a different, higher level team anyways. When the tryouts were over, my father gave me the heart wrenching news that I would still be placed on my current team.

¨Why?¨ I told myself repeatedly. ¨What must my father think?¨

Knowing that I have failed myself and my dad who put so much time and effort in getting me here, made me realize an important moral.

So, my coach set up a meeting with the other coaches and my dad. They told me why I did not make it, and what lesson I learned from this. So, I heard that they had two more spots open for the team. During that meeting, they asked me any recommendations for any players for the team. I thought to myself for awhile thinking, ¨Do I risk another player taking my spot?¨ After thinking to myself, I recommended a good friend and player from another team. They then scouted him, and saw his work ethic and his skill level.

They then chose that kid for the team. Even though I felt bad about myself for not making the team, I felt better that a friend who I still know and good friends with to this day, made the team.

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