Well, I'm an asshole. Apologies. I really screwed that up.
yes.....yes you are. But apologies accepted. I figured by now you people, and yes I mean "YOU" people would have figured out my family and I by now, but alas..... you have not. So, let me give you guys the inside scoop:
- My kid is wrestling the weight I think he should be wrestling this weekend. I don't question it, and I never will. It's not my place to. I trust Tom with everything, otherwise my family and I would not even be here.
- I think it's where he belongs because none of you can really appreciate how much this kid has been beefing up. Can he get back to 174? Of course, and if that is where he is called to go, he will answer the call, and there will not be a complaint from him or me.
- I've raised my son to always trust the process. I cannot tell you how many fools have reached out to ask if Gabe would ever transfer. After a few chose words, and also using sign language they got the picture.
- I had a call from a dear friend yesterday calling me to tell me to keep my head up. I said, "why"? Well because Gabe lost his wrestle-off. I literally busted out laughing. Not because there never was one, but because he thought I needed encouragement. This is wrestling and if and when there is a wrestle-off, someone will lose. But my feelings, nor my kid's will be hurt. #itsjustwrestling.
I'll probably vanish again after this post. Mostly because my wife is usually behind my shoulder reading and well....... she's a bit of a mama bear and will come at most with claws and fangs bearing. I, on the other hand enjoy watching the banter. It honestly is fun reading other's opinions and couch coaching perspectives.
So Let's Go Hawks. Kill 'em all, and let God sort 'em out!
I'll catch you in the funny pages!