I never was the person that got along with others, for some unknown reason everyone hated me. The only problem with this is that they didn’t even try to hide how they feel. They always made me try to feel like I was worthless. They made me feel like no one loved and that no one would ever love me.The only place I could go without worrying about what anyone said was on the mat. I started at a young age and so did the bullying, but they never happened at the same time. I thought that wrestling practice was the only safe place for me to be. Then they started to merge and i no longer had a safe place. No matter how many people told me that I was worthless, that I was a piece of trash, that nobody loves you, I always just gave everything all I …show more content…
My next opponent was ranked 2nd in the state, and my teammates were betting on how long I was going to last. Whether it was the shortest amount of time or the longest, my team had no faith that I would win the match. Hearing them was just like a knife going straight through my back, I felt like was going to forfeit if that was the way it was going to be. I’m stronger than that, I made it all the way here with no one on my side, besides my parents. I will fight for the win in this match to be able to laugh at them for once. What they did actually helped me, It got me pissed off and it gave me a reason to win. I see the my opponent walk up to the table and I thought how is he even legal to wrestle. I instantly thought is this guy using steroids.
The whistle blows and right way we tie up and he just starts punching. I back out, but while I’m backing out he rushes and throws me to the ground, luckily we were out of bounds. We tie back up and again a blow to the face with a clinched fist. No one sees that I 'm getting punched only I’m the one that knows he 's throwing punches. One more blow is all it takes for my nose to become a river of blood. At this point my face is starting to swell and turn red, but the I must finish the match. This just adds on to my rage. The whistle blows again and this time it 's our last tie up. I snap him down and crossface him so hard that the snot comes out of his nose. This is where the crowd goes insane because I just turned this
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I used to compete in high school powerlifting, and was the best at what I did. I would train day after day to impress my coaches as well as myself so I could be ready for the weekend in which I had to compete against rival schools. Three weeks before my last powerlifting meet to qualify to go to the state round my coach pulls me to the side to give me a short talk. He said “Son you are going up against some of the best powerlifters in the state and I personally think you will not be ready, so I want to give you this for help.” He handed me a box and in it contained syringes and anabolic steroids so I can inject myself. Personally I thought that was a terrible idea to have to train all day and night so I will be ready to compete then have my coach tell me to cheat, I declined my coaches offer. I feel anabolic steroids are the wrong way to go, and I will not cheat my way in life. If I were to succeed in my state meet then I will prove my doubters wrong. If I were to lose then I will still keep my head up high cause I knew I didn’t fallback to taking steroids and cheating. From this memory that I went through I have learned a lot about the use of steroids, that is why I am against
Some of the guys would spread rumours about me being horrible, and I would cry (which I didn’t) since I was a girl, even though a lot of rumors were spread and it made my self esteem go down I still didn’t quit, which makes me always think back to it when I don’t want to do something at first. The best girl wrestler on the team was one of my first friends there she was ruthless and didn’t care about what other people would think, that's probably why she had varsity and no other guy would challenge her for it. I did have some guy friends there though, i usually just hung out with the 8th grade guys since they were more chill and smarter than the 7th grade guys. Two people that were very close to me were the team managers they were also 8th graders, they would talk to me between my bouts and also cheer me on from the outside of the mats, they were very
I had the choice in the third and chose bottom also. I did a quick sit out and switch than he caught me flat and was able to get the legs in but no points. He quickly started throwing across cross faces but they weren't lightly either. They were fists coming across really hard getting a couple of knuckles to my nose. The first one hit and was a sting to my nose the second was a terrible indescribable pain that about two seconds later blood came rushing out my
My time on the mat was not always that of heart break. Going through elementary I never had a losing season, let alone a season where I lost more than five matches. In fifth and sixth grade I took place in NYWA and Gopher State. Gopher State is a tournament for the top wrestlers in Minnesota and all the states surrounding it. That was some of the hardest wrestling I have ever encountered. I placed in the top six at NYWA and not placing at Gopher state unfortunately. The summer before my junior year I went to multiple wrestling camps costing thousands of dollars and lasting weeks in time. And when it came time to vote for captains I just knew I was going to get it. The night before the coach told us who was going to be awarded captain
he did it again so I throw my first punch I punch him right in the jaw he falls and he says “ holly sh!t you punched me so hard I seen God” Ignacio and the group of people
Great point Mrs. Burleson, In fact many of the young men and women who succeed in wrestling come from small farming towns. I did some research on it and found that fifthteen of the top twenty five wrestling states are Midwest Agricultural states and two were logging states. I truly believe this it is the work ethic instilled in these young kids at an early age that makes them great wrestlers. To wrestle or work the farm takes discipline and dedication. Wrestling and farm work are a lot alike, they are up early before school working, and they finish out the day working after
I woke up that morning walked up to my scale dropped all my clothes and suspensefully stepped up onto my scale, and slowly looked down to see a daunting but expected result 177 lbs. 7 pounds, I needed to lose 7 pounds. What did I do, well I did what any wrestler would do; I try to drop as much water weight as possible. I had spit two full water bottle while chewing cinnamon gum; sat in a sauna while wearing 3 trash bags, 2 jackets, and 2 sweatpants; I hadn't eaten all day but that should be a given I mean I'm a wrestler after all. This self-abuse some would call; essentially, was all in the name so I could walk on a mate for three periods then get my arm lifted(when you win a match the referee lifts your arm up) and walk off. I'm getting ahead of myself. Before I could wrestle in a half-dead state: I had one measly task in front of me. I needed to step onto an officially weighed scale and make my class weight. As
My individual record was also undefeated as well and it was strenuous, to say the least but also rewarding. Day two we knew was going to be the toughest competition and most stressful. It’s that day that by the end, you know basically what you are competing for. Whether it is for the championship title or to place overall top ten. All other competition gets done by the end of the second day and for that to happen means a profusion of matches. The first match of the day was against a very skillful Alabama team, we won respectfully and geared up for our next match. Giving it all I had was not enough nor was the whole team’s full effort enough to defeat the notorious club team from New York. The loss was not taken lightly so we moved on knowing we needed to get two consecutive wins in order to make it in the top 10. At this point in time, I was very anxious to see how strong our team really is because I really thought we had more in us than what we put out on the mat the last match. My record was now 4-1 which was looking very impressive. Moving into our next match I had opened up the first match knowing it was important and I set the tone of the match I would say with a huge win over a multiple time state champion from the Florida team. My team won that match, meaning that we were going up against the returning champion team called “Young Guns” from Pennsylvania. That match was safe to say the most adrenaline I have had in my body going at one time. The match really came down to the final bouts of the match, making it a very grueling match to be a part of because all that was on my mind was the fact that with a huge win here means we sealed the deal the place top ten at the least! I and most of the team picked up very courageous wins over our opponents bringing us to victory in the end of that match. Sleeping that night seemed impossible because there was so much on my mind, I could not
Admittedly I’m not the best wrestler, but my hard work ethic and determination is what makes me exceptional. At the 2015 regionals I lost my first match of the tournament which really brought my spirits down quite a lot. Going into my second match I knew if I lost my season would be done, and sectionals would be out of question for me. I ran out onto the mat, my heart is pounding through my chest. I didn’t want to let my parents and coaches down again. The match started and instinctively I grabbed my opponent’s leg and pinned him in 23 seconds. Winning this match put me into the finals for third place. When I ran onto the match for the finals match my heart dropped when I saw the guy who beat me come out to wrestle me. This meant I had to wrestle the guy that beat me to get into sectionals. The match started and he took me down, so I
After the conditioning drills, we learned a few moves, then paired up and practiced them. “You’ll be fine,” coach said “you just have to be aggressive.” I nodded, but inside I secretly prayed that I wouldn’t get stuck with a rabid beast of a wrestler. Apparently the wrestling gods weren’t listening.
I want to be better at wrestling.I want to be better at wrestling is because i am right with one of my wrestling cousin.I want to pass him a way i can do instead of just practicing like normal i will practice like it is a match .Another reason is i am right under one kid at state because every match i get closer and closer to him he has a kid right at him so they go into overtime a lot so i want to beat both of them and i want to take state champion. I can make sure i beat them by practicing what moves they do well on one of them just goes for your right leg but now i know how to defend that the other one just does anything.Another reason if i am the only one to make it to the olympics i want to be the only one to bring home gold.Away do
“Once you have wrestled everything else in life is easy” – Dan Gable. This quote might not seem true to everyone but not everyone has wrestled. Wrestling is a difficult sport. Wrestling wears on you physically and mentally. The sport of wrestling has many difficult tasks and most people say that you don’t have to cut weight you really don’t but it’s part of the sport just like fouls are a part of basketball. Cutting weight is one of the hardest parts of the sport.
Coaching wrestling has been, and continues to be, one of the most meaningful and heartfelt experiences of my life. Wrestling has helped define my personal character, teaching me discipline, and enabling optimal performance under pressure and stress. I am grateful for the opportunity to pass this on to other student-athletes. The impact I have on their lives, as well as the one they have on mine, transcends the competition of sport. Simultaneously, I progress as a leader and role model, while they develop character and work ethic as young adults. I have been there for these athletes since the beginning of their high school career. Witnessing and being a part of their evolution has been an amazing experience. Whether it’s the smile on their face
I began wrestling since my freshman year of high school, as I have always wanted to wrestle. I did not necessarily at the sport, but I enjoyed it. I earned medals and won tournaments, and for a time I even saw myself wrestling in college. I thought that I had my future planned until I dislocated my knee. I first viewed the incident as a freak accident, but it soon happened frequently. It reached to the point where I required invasive surgery. Mulling over my surgery and repeated injuries, I concluded that wrestling became too dangerous. But I committed myself to wrestling; I had no idea what else to do. Desperate to find an activity to fill the void that athletics left behind, I decided to try something outside of my comfort zone. As a result,
When discussing structuralism, I find that it takes a realistic viewpoint of how the world is represented, as we essentially are awash in concepts and signs via the structures of communication and language. In this week's readings I found more depth to the ideas behind structuralism that my previous exposures, especially when looking to Roland Barthes' "The World of Wrestling" from his collection Mythologies. "The World of Wrestling" provided ample insight into how the structuralist idea of difference plays into deriving meaning (or meanings) from literature in innumerable ways, especially in how the reception of specific mythemes and signifiers evoke structurally conditioned responses from the public.