For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be a D1 and Olympic hockey goalie. I play multiple sports but hockey is my calling and I could never imagine my life without it. Last spring, I had a bad accident at school and needed to have emergency
They say that athletes die twice. When the time of being an athlete comes to an end, so does the high of competing, then the feeling of emptiness starts to sneak in, and the things you were running away from through sport are now gradually catching up. As an athlete,
Let’s face it, injuries are the worst part of being an athlete. Although this is true, it also humbles you and allows you to appreciate the sport even more. After suffering a cracked head, 2 sprained ankles, and a torn ACL and meniscus all in a year’s time frame, I’ve
My time as a athlete has been full of ups and downs. My love for the game and the sport of basketball has been tested several times, and I’ve grown into the person I am today because of my athletic journey. My athletic career does not define me, but it
Dear athlete, Please know this – life is tough, but you are not alone. That is something that took me far too long to learn. Whatever you’re going through, especially during these trying times in the midst of a global pandemic, YOU ARE NOT ALONE. You are not the only
I looked out my window almost every morning as a child to watch my friends walk to the neighborhood pool for swim practice. It looked fun — a team, matching swimsuits, a chance to be outside and make new friends — and I wanted it. I talked to my parents,
Everyone has their own definition of success. Throughout my playing career, I saw success as black and white: things either went according to plan (success) or they did not (failure). As it turns out, not much in my athletic career went as planned. In November of my senior year of
My freshman year of college at Sacred Heart University, someone came up to me – a complete stranger and said to me: “I see you around campus a lot and I don’t think I have ever seen you without a smile on your face.” I remember in that moment, laughing
As a little kid I wanted to do everything my brother did. He’s a year and a half older than me so we’re fairly close in age. My dad put us both in every sport when we were younger and I usually ended up playing with him on his team.
When I was in 8th grade I attended a soccer camp with the varsity team at my high school… Being the youngest there, I naturally felt the need to show them everything I had, and literally put my body on the line. That being said, one hour into the first
(C) 2017, The Sideline Perspective