Time to Let Go

Saying Goodbye to a Sport


Mark Row

Serenity Row, Sports editor


You never see yourself saying goodbye to something that you have loved forever. Something that you have done for your whole life. I sat in my chair at my banquet for  many years and listened to women talk about cherishing your time while you have it. I always thought I would play in college, So letting go was never really a thought in my head, but Thursday was my final goodbye to my family. I have created a bond so strong that it was emotional to give that final hug. But let’s not be sad about this moment.

 I started soccer at a young age and began with AYSO, which of course was little kids sneezing and running around like a headless chicken. Then I started to get into your later years and soccer started to have a meaning, it started to become a home. It starts to be something you look forward to in your day, you wait all day to step onto the field. I started off at Waza, after AYSO. I went to the camps, I made friends, I had fun. This is where I met my first real crush, I was boy crazy and us playing soccer together and playing at the camp together  made it much worse. This was where I had my first realization of having a knee problem. This was the first time for a lot of things for me. 

I went through many more teams until I found my home. Liverpool, I have been here for 5 years, this was my life for many, many years. I found my best friend Peck, her name is Kate but ever since I met her its been Peck. The first conversation I had with Peck was her cussing me out because she kicked the ball out and apparently in her mind that was my fault. After that game she came up to me and gave me a huge hug and told me we were going to be friends. That stuck with me. Now 5 years later 2022 she is my best friend, and the person I could never replace. She makes my day, I always text her and ask her if she is coming to practice or to the games. We get at each other a lot, and hold each other accountable but we love each other. She is my twin flame. She was the hardest person to say goodbye to.

 The last game, the last time tying and untying your cleats, the last time putting that jersey on, that last touch on the ball. I never thought it would be so hard, but it was one of the hardest moments in my life. The laughter and crying on the field while we were enjoying our last time playing together. But this isn’t a bad thing, I don’t look at it as a bad thing, this was my life for my whole life, but it’s time to move on. If you love something so much you have to let go. It is my time to let go, and I know that. My knee needs a break, my body needs to focus on school and getting my degree in Veterinary Science. This was not a goodbye forever, this was a see you later. This was the best decision, and that is okay. I love soccer and this will always hold my favorite memories.