Walking towards the center of the mat all I can do is gaze blindly into the crowd of at least 1000 people; just asking myself how I got here in the first place. I am competing in the finals match at the 103-pound weight class for one of the largest tournaments on the east coast. There are 55 teams from all over New England and even teams from the South.
It has been the toughest six minutes of my life, and am completely amazed I have lasted thus far. I managed to tie the match with John Daneau, the number one seed from Haverhill, MA. As a second year wrestler, it seems impossible to me. Chills roll down my back as I once again make my way to meet my opponent. I am surrounded by hundreds of cheering fans, excited wrestlers, and screaming coaches. An odd feeling comes over me as real
The first take down wins it. I grasp the fact that this is my opportunity for greatness. If I plan to win this match, this tournament, I must overcome the moment before the moment overcomes me. I close my eyes and visualize first place, the glory, and the title. I look into my challenger’s eyes and see the look of exhaustion and weakness. I now know that I will not accept failure. We shake hands and the whistle blows.
I won the match! I jump up, running and waving my arms. I won the Lowell Holiday Tournament! The grueling and gut-wrenching match is over, and I am the champion. Reporters swarm my family and me. This is truly the greatest experience of my life. I have experienced no greater pride or accomplishment. Reporters, commentators, and wrestlers are patting me on the b
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