We had been on the road home from Denver for about three hours when my son called me. He is training with the Kansas state freestyle team this week before heading to Fargo, ND to compete in the nationals.
“Dad, a guy had my leg and was trying to take me down. I was fighting him off and my knee popped.”
“My knee popped.”
“What do you mean, ‘your knee popped’?”
“I mean a ligament popped.”
4 hours ago, my daughter was eliminated from American Idol. Now, my son’s freestyle wrestling season might have just unexpectedly ended!