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that I have ever had a wrestler run.
Good job.”
“Thanks, Coach,” I replied.
Coach was not one to pass out
compliments easily, and he quickly
added, “Now let’s see if you can
translate that into wrestling wins.”
My fall start in collegiate
wrestling had only been mediocre,
and I knew what he meant. His
words took a little of the wind out
of my sails.
When everyone was finished
running, we went to the wrestling
room. The rest of wrestling
practice was much as usual: work
until you can hardly stand, and
then run a mile on the stairs. Most
of the team snuck away after only
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