Took them for a run outside today, and he was the first one around every time. Pushed them all to the brink of collapse, but he never quit. Gotta admire the young man (and his teammates, of course).
God I hated those runs. I remember it should have been three of us going to the state tournament but the two guys on my team who were actually imo better wrestlers than me got knocked out at regionals. So I was the only one going to the state tournament. I wish the one guy went but it was kind of nice being the center of attention. He was my best buddy my senior year. The other guy was a jerk. He was so jealous of all the success and attention I was getting from the beginning because I was so good but really didn’t know how to wrestle. Just all instinct Greco Roman style wrestling. Couldn’t keep me down and I was super aggressive. No stalling when I wrestle. his mom even rooted against me. You could see it was so obvious to everyone she was telling the other kid what to do it was actually funny. I would love looking at her when the ref was raising my hand.
It must have killed him and her to not only see me go to the state tournament but to place. To actually be able to say I am an all state wrestler. I remember all the guys who were my nemesis’s in school saying shit like big deal it’s only all state in wrestling. Then I would say at least I’m all state in something. You’re all state in nothing. In fact were you even all league? Then **** off.
And none of them would dare fight me because I was an all state wrestler and metro Detroit powerlifting champ 150 lb division. 350 bench. 405 squat and 505 deadlift.