Wrestling

My boys can never let the grass grow under their feet, so Brent decided to join the High School wrestling team. He had his first tournament yesterday. It was in a very hot and very crowded gym. My husband arrived after lunch. As he sat down on the bleachers by me he said, "Ahhhh, just smell that testosterone". Ewwww. It must be a guy thing.

We counted at least 10 schools there. It started at 8:00 am and finshed up at 10:30 pm. What a long day! I think it lasted so long because they only had 3 mats going.

Brent was in the 127 lb class with 20 other boys.

That's Brent in the blue.

During one match, he split his lip and got blood on the mat. They had to stop the match to wipe up the floor and Brent.


Brent and his coach wait for his next match.

But the really cool thing was that not only did Brent come home with a split lip, he also came home with a 3rd place medal out of 20 boys. Not too shabby for a newbie, huh?