So we have a wrestler in the family. He has only had two matches that he participated in because our Junior High team is so big compared to the other schools in the district. The first match he won with a pin. The second one the other day he lost by one point in the third round. He was moved up to varsity for this match and it was a rough, tough match with three rounds. Mr M is one scrappy kid. Ooh maybe that can be his nick name here, scrappy.
I hounded him a little to join. Funny I know me anti-violent sport mom but this kid needs sports. He kept "forgetting" his permission slip. Finally, one day at the dinner table when it was just Mr M (scrappy), The Big man and I left, Mr M said "I think Buddy will tease me if I wear that outfit." I said "Of course he will, we will all tease you, but we have gotten use to Buddy's speedo I am sure we can get use to your stretchy uniform. At that The Big Man hung his head and quietly said, "I still haven't gotten use to that speedo."
So you can catch me in the stands next week. Screaming for my boy to beat up another boy while they are both wearing lycra. Scary.
