With each round, you can feel the tension starting to build. Every match means that one young man’s dream of a state championship is still alive and the other’s is crushed.
We have seen some very heavy favorites stunned in the second round. They grab their heads with both of their hands in disbelief at what just happened.
The match is over…
The decision is final…
There is no next week…
They will not be the champion…
Their dream has ended.
So, you can imagine the butterflies that were flying in my stomach as my son prepared for his second match!
Since the arena is much larger than a high school gym and there are several thousand people here, I realize that my shouts of exhortation can’t be heard. I am reduced to being a spectator…at his biggest moment.
My son began the quarter final match much more aggressively and won his quarter final match by a score of 7-3! He looked very good!
That means that he is in the semi-finals!
There are only four wrestlers left and he is one of them! Amazing!
