No Politics, Just Wrestling
*note about post-dates, most of the dates are a day ahead seeing as the posts themselves were most likely written after midnight.
Yesterday’s practice was pretty tough. We drilled leg-turks and wrestled 3 rounds live. In a way its easier than high school seeing as we don’t have a heater and we don’t just pair up and wrestle rounds for 2 hours. We learn techniques and we drill constantly, so in a way we get more milage out of our practices than if we were to just bash each other all day.
After practice was the tough part though.
“Aight, remember the school loop you guys did yesterday?….You’re going to run that again BUT this time you have to beat your time or you run it over again until you do.”
OH CRAP!
I ran that thing in 12:24. It’s probably not a full 2 miles but it feels like 4 when you’re tired.
Coach Garriot told me that as long as I keep showing up and working hard like I’ve been doing, that he’ll take me to tournaments. Brogden took me to 3 tournaments in 2 years…I mean 2 tournaments, my bad. He also found some people who are willing to employ the wrestlers for temporary grunt work, and even though I could get better jobs, I asked for the number so that I could make friends on the wrestling team.
Gosh Coach Garriot is funny. Today after practice he sat us down for another one of his inspirational speeches in which he had previously instructed us to learn how to just nod and smile and tune him out (lol). He talked to us about our health, and how we need to take care of our bodies, eat the right foods and stuff.
“Guys, I know you’re broke!” he said with a smile, “I’ve been there, living with 9 guys in two bedroom where we had to have parties in the winter just to stay warm!”
His advice: get like 15 guys together, pitch in a couple bucks a piece and get some pasta and catchup.
“Jesus fed a whole crowd with a loaf of bread and two little fish, imagine what you could do with some pasta and catchup!”
That got some chuckles, but right then, the KOTC fighter who was sitting on the side interupted, “wow Donnie, you’re very inspirational! Just for that, I’m going to go to church AND buy pasta!” LOLOLOLOLOL!!
On a sidenote, I had the honor of wrestling Steven, a 2 time CIF champion, at Alondra pool on Monday. Steven and Daniel are former North High School wrestlers, and we’re all Lifeguards at Alondra Pool. We didn’t have any mats and Alondra Pool has a beach entry, so we wrestled in 2 1/2 feet of water on cement (yeah, really safe, right). I got beat good, but that’s the point, it was good. At one point I had Steven in a front-headlock (which was the only thing resembling a move that I got on him) but didn’t know what to do with it. So yeah I got taken down and reversed and a whole mess of stuff, but everyone was shocked because no one expected me to do very well. Can’t imagine why. So screw Nick Huizar, as far as I’m concerned I got my match.
