I spent this past Sunday in Fresno watching my ‘nephew’ throw down on a mat in a California State wrestling tournament.
I have seen Fos play soccer. I have caught several of his football games. This was the first time I have seen him wrestle. And you know what? My boy done good. Real good.
I didn’t know anything about wrestling before I walked into that gym, and to be honest, I can’t remember much now. I do know I did not like seeing the bodies twisted into different directions. The worry wart in me kept peeking out, and I am sure I freaked him mom (Jones) out a few times. I also did not like the waiting around for hours in between matches. What the hell is that all about? Just seems like everyone’s time could be better spent, but what do I know.
I was glad to get the chance to see Fos wrestle. he did really well and seems to enjoy being in the ring…but I will admit, I cannot wait for football season. So much more my sport.