I know my moment is coming.
That thought alone has helped keep me sane in a year full of so many uncertainties. My soccer debut for the University of Nebraska has been put on ice twice now due to Covid-19.
Ever since I was a child, there’s been nothing I’ve wanted more than putting on that Husker jersey and stepping onto the field to compete as a Division I athlete.
I even graduated from high school five months early to turn that dream into a reality. But who would have ever imagined this reality? There really is no preparation for a pandemic that forces the entire country to shut down.
But God always has a plan, and I can only hope that something good comes out of this. I have to believe everything happens for a reason, and things will eventually work out as long as I keep the faith.
Becoming a Husker
Being a Christian has helped me cope with adversity over the last few years. And trust me, there’s been plenty of it.
I tore my ACL in high school before signing with Nebraska and was forced to undergo season-ending surgery. It was basically a soccer player’s worst nightmare. You always hear about those injuries, but at the same time, you never really feel like it’s going to happen to you.
When it happened, I knew immediately what it was. I just had this feeling, you know?
That’s when the fear really started to sink in. What’s going to happen now? How long will I be out? Will schools lose interest in signing me?
All I had was questions with no answers. And it sucked, not going to lie.
The hardest part was picking up the phone and calling all of the schools I’d been talking to and telling them what happened. I can still remember some of the schools telling me they’d prefer to take a wait-and-see approach. They weren’t technically giving up on me, but in a way, it felt like that’s exactly what they were doing.
To think, everything could change at the snap of a finger because of one injury—just like that. It was as disappointing as it was eye-opening.
One of the many reasons I actually chose to sign with Nebraska was because Coach John Walker never gave up on me. I was at my lowest point, and he’d call in weekly to check in to see how my knee was doing. More importantly, he’d check in to see how I was doing.
He never turned it into a recruiting call. He wasn’t trying to sell me something.
I think that really spoke volumes about who he is as a person and the school he represented. I wasn’t even committed to Nebraska, and they genuinely cared about my well-being.
I was a Husker before I was a Husker.