If you have been reading this blog recently, you know that my son won a major wrestling tournament this weekend. The new rankings were released today and Big A is now the fifth rated 160 pounder in the state.
The college coach (NAIA level so he is not bound by NCAA regulations) has already e-mailed him and explained the next steps to take!
Things are moving along at a very quick pace.
I picked my children from their after school activities like I usually do. However, while I was waiting for them in the lobby, my youngest daughter’s academic adviser walked in and informed me that she was conducting a meeting on what we needed to do to prepare Cakes for college.
I drove home, dropped the kids off, inhaled a delicious bowl of soup and drove back to the school.
I was about 15 minutes late getting back so I missed most of the academic information. I was just in time to learn what we needed to do if Cakes was planning to compete in collegiate athletics.
The timing could not have been more perfect…
for my son, who is in the last semester of his senior year!
I went home and filled out the necessary documents with the NCAA so coaches can recruit my son legally.
After I printed out the state weight class rankings yesterday morning and saw the caliber of competition, I grew so excited. I wanted to know who was wrestling who so badly that I did something that I have never done: I filled out the brackets as the matches occurred.
That gets to be pretty difficult when you have three matches going on simultaneously!
When my son’s first match came up, I left my bracket sheet on my seat and went down to the mat to shout my encouragement/advice during the match.
After he won, I returned to my seat and turned to ask a man standing on the top bleacher who won the other two matches while I was away. He answered me and then came down to my row and introduced himself.
It turns out that he is a VERY successful high school wrestling coach that has been hired by a private Methodist university to start a wrestling program next year! He said that he was interested in my son!
I responded that a private school is probably pretty expensive. He said, “$28,000 per year.” He then started explaining a few of the scholarship options that he has at his disposal to offer my son!
My wife and I visited the university this morning since it is only 40 minutes away from our apartment! It is a nice, small campus (4,000 students) with an excellent academic reputation. Fraternity row is on one side and sorority row on the other (keep the boys and girls as far away from each other as possible). So far, everyone that I have spoken to has had nothing but VERY good things to say about the university AND the coach!
10 months ago, I told my son that if he worked hard at wrestling and academics, he had a chance to earn a scholarship. It looks like that just might be happening!
In the middle of the week, I got this feeling that this weekend’s wrestling tournament was important. I had no idea how important. I will tell part one tonight.
I arrived at the school Friday night at 5:00. The parking lot was packed!
Upon entering the gym, I learned that there were 26 schools competing. A few of the schools came from the Wichita area nearly 3 1/2 hours away!
I was so surprised at the size and scope of the tournament that I ended up printing out a list of the rankings by weight class on Saturday morning. At least four of the state’s top 12 wrestlers in each weight class were competing in this tournament!
Big A won his only match on Friday night. On Saturday morning, he beat the number 12 ranked opponent in the semi-finals pretty easily, pinning him in the third period. Actually, he had the guys shoulders flatter than a pancake for a good five seconds in the second period but the ref refused to call it.
Five hours later, he stepped onto the center mat to wrestle for the championship!
The first period ended in a scoreless tie.
In the second period, Big A lost control of his opponent (1 point) and then was taken down (2 points) to fall behind by a score of 3-0. He then escaped before the end of the period to gain one point.
In the third period, Big A escaped from his opponent’s control for a second point. With 20 seconds to go, he trailed by a score of 3-2. With 1.8 seconds to go, he took his opponent down to win the match by a score of 4-3! The crowd loved it!
I can’t tell you how happy I was for him: to win his first varsity tournament and to win a tournament of this quality all in his home gym!
Part 2 will follow tomorrow.
Back in November, my youngest daughter, Cakes, won one of the main parts in the upcoming school play. She has been practicing with the “Blue Star” cast for the past two months. The “Blue Star” cast is a little like the first string. The performances will be held Feb. 12-14th.
That will be a big weekend here in the Castle. My mother and my wife’s parents are flying in for that weekend. Bean, our oldest daughter, will be driving up from Dallas with her roommate on Friday night. Not only will Cakes be performing in her play but Big A will be wrestling in the league championship tournament! To top it off, we will also celebrate Bean’s 22nd birthday!
However, yesterday, Cakes talked with the teacher who is directing the show and found out that she was going to perform the Wednesday and Friday night shows. The “Blue Star” cast is performing the Thursday and Saturday night shows.
She would normally be fine with that but that would mean that her big sister would not get to see her perform.
I advised her to talk to the teacher to understand his reasoning. It turns out that he gave the other “Irma” the Thursday/Saturday shows because she is a senior. He said that he had no problem if they wanted to switch.
Cakes talked to the other girl playing “Irma” and to her great credit, Hailey was perfectly willing to switch. Now the weekend will once again be perfect!
It is getting to the fun time of the wrestling season. The league championship is just a few weeks away.
Last night, my son’s school was facing the school of the kid who beat him in the finals of the Johnson County tournament just one month ago. Big A has been looking forward to a rematch ever since the whistle blew the last time.
But things have changed. Although the kid is the number two rated 160 pounder in the state of Kansas, he has decided to drop down to 152. I wonder if that last match had anything to do with it. Big A was not happy to learn that they wouldn’t be wrestling.
He was especially excited when his teammate at 152 lbs. lost to the guy in overtime, 4-2!
Anyway, he went out and wrestled his best match in weeks and pinned his opponent in the 30 seconds into the 2nd period.
Next up, the Husky invitational…26 schools competing in tournament fashion starting tomorrow.
Yahooo!
I received a call from the office at our apartment complex this morning. One of the maintenance people found a cell phone near our old truck and took it to the office. The woman at the office then figured out that it might be my daughter’s and called me! Keep in mind that we live in Building 30 of the complex so that is some pretty good figuring there.
When she told me the story, I asked “Is it pink?”
“Yes.”
“Is it missing a cover?”
“Yes.”
“That is probably hers.”
Since my wife didn’t work today, I called her and told her that the office called because they found Cakes’ phone.
From there, it gets funny.
My wife called my son on his cell phone and asked him to go get Cakes’ phone at the office. However, he was at school! She thought that I meant the office at SCHOOL.
Big A went to the office to get Cakes’ phone
“Do you have a pink cell phone that was turned in today?”
“Noooo…”
However, my son forgot to call my wife back to tell her that they didn’t have the phone. Soooo…
When my wife picked up my daughter, she greeted her cheerily with “So you got your phone, huh?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You know, your phone…”
Cakes responded with a blank stare.
My wife continued. “The office called Dad, Dad called me and I called Big A to go to the office to get your phone.”
Again a blank look
My wife pressed on, “Dad described the phone to the office and Big A went down to get it!…”
“I’ve had my phone with me all day.”
When my wife returned home, the maintenance worker happened to drive by and stopped to tell my wife that her phone was at the office.
And then it all started making sense.
Toooo funny!
My youngest daughter sure is the center of attention these days.
Tuesday is the day her Great Books class convenes on the Internet through WebEx. The Internet traffic from the inauguration was so heavy that it delayed her initial login for 40 minutes. Then 30 minutes later the whole class was knocked out of its session!
My daughter, bumped off the Internet by the President! I have been telling her how great she is but I had no idea…
Cakes got a little disappointing news today.
The “little” mechanical problem on the VW Cabrio convertible turned out to be more complex than originally thought. It looks like I am back to looking for a second car.
Change is hard to deal with. It cuts against our nature.
I am dealing with a nice change but it is still change.
I just finished my second week of work. I am back into the routine of being gone Mon-Fri for nearly 12 hours every day. After I pick the kids up from school, I have about two hours before I have to get to bed.
Those five long work days provide a very familiar backdrop to Saturday. What is very different are my Saturdays…
I have nothing to do on Saturday morning. I mean that I don’t HAVE to do anything.
There is no car to work on, no appliances to fix or rebuild, no major construction project to start or finish, no yard to mow, no fruit trees to prune and no rose bushes to trim. I have no money left to invest and since we put our television in storage, I don’t even have any sports to watch!
You might say, “Lucky for you!” I will not argue with you. However, it is a dramatic change.
I am going to have to re-read Spencer Johnson’s little book on the subject of change called “Who Moved My Cheese”. I should have seen this coming and prepared for it. For two weeks in a row, I have layed in bed trying to get my bearings and figure out what would be the best use of my time. I feel like I am fumbling around.
But, I have to admit, it is nice to have the time to do that!
