I swung back by the HS after practice for the HS match. Shane stayed with Carrie this time.
The kids got murdered, but they're showing progress. You get better by being tough and hanging in there. Going out knowing you haven't a prayer requires courage. Refusing to give upIt takes time.
One wrestler learned not to tie and tape his laces if he can't get his pants off over them.
Each lesson is a victory. I learned not to jump over chairs and gash my head at a match once upon a time.
The real test will be next year. If the kids stick with it, momentum will be established. Some will have grown enough they can start winning tougher matches. I'll pass on four wrestlers and the team will fill out. We may even have wrestle offs. If I can recover my losses, we may have the start of a true team with a feeder program instead of a one-shot.
I don't know when and where I'll be able to practice if we keep growing both programs. The room is only so big.
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