Casey Whichard

When I reflect on my life and look for a single aspect that has shaped me into the person I am today, the game of lacrosse is the first to come to mind. The game I committed to in middle school quickly became a defining characteristic of my high school experience. Entering high school amid the pandemic was a curveball full of uncertainty. But, lacrosse was a constant. By junior year, I earned the role of captain, pushing me to grow not only as a player but a leader and a teammate. It wasn’t just about calling plays and hyping up my teammates but about setting the tone at practice and learning how to bring out the finest in those around me.

Some of my closest friendships were developed on the field along the 8. Early morning practices, celebrating overtime wins, or braiding one another's hair are just a few things that helped us form such tight bonds; too hard to describe to those who haven’t had the opportunity to experience them first hand.

More importantly, lacrosse brought me closer to my actual family. Both my parents deeply invested in the game, played in college and continued their careers through coaching. My parents quickly put goggles and sticks in our hands in hopes of us inheriting the same passion. It’s uncommon to find things that bridge generations, but the game of lacrosse has done just that. Whether it be competing in the backyard, giving each other some harsh constructive criticism, or cheering from the sidelines I have experienced more than just the wins and losses that come along with the game. It has shown me the importance of dedication and seeing things through, lifelong friends, leadership skills, and a connection to my family that I will forever carry with me.