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What is Wrestling?

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Written by Kevin LaPlante   
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Wrestling

 

Wrestling…there really is no other sport like it…no other sport is its equal.

Wrestlers have no one who can carry them to victory…they have to do it on their own.

Likewise…wrestlers have no one to blame for their defeats…they have to bear that themselves.

Only the wrestler can push himself to give his very best…and only he knows, if he truly has.

His coaches can’t do it for him…his teammates can’t do it for him…his dad can’t do it for him…

and his girlfriend, certainly, can’t do it for him.

Credit belongs to those who continue to step on the mat…whose bodies have been bruised and battered…who have tasted both victory and defeat…

who continue along the path…knowing that it will cost them yet more.

A wrestler would rather earn it…than have it given to them!

There is no other sport that requires the depth of endurance, self-discipline, and perseverance...as does wrestling.

Sooner or later, wrestling will humble you…it will show you your limitations, as well as your potential.

It will reveal your strengths, and your weaknesses…it will build your confidence, while keeping you humble.

A wrestler is measured by how he responds to adversity and challenge not by how he looks in ease and comfort.

Most people stop when they get tired…a wrestler pushes himself past that point…

the best wrestlers push themselves to the place others thought they could never go.

Wrestling demands that you break through the wall…

it doesn’t let you go around it, under it, or climb over the top of it.

Your only choices are to break through it…stay where your at…or go home with your tail between your legs.

Those who fear failure will never become successful…wrestling allows one to conquer the fear of failure.

For those who wrestle…

it creates a resilience, a determination, and a resolve…that cannot be created by any other sport.

There really are no losers in wrestling…only those who never really wrestled.

 

In Wrestling:

It’s true…without blood, sweat, and tears…you’ll never be the wrestler…or the person…you could have been;

It doesn’t matter what kind of body you were given…it is what you do with your body that matters;

Empty pockets can’t hold anyone back…only empty hearts can do that;

It doesn’t matter who your daddy is…it matters who you are;

It’s not the shoes that matter…it’s the person in the shoes that matters;

Adversity weakens the weak…but strengthens the strong;

You have to learn how to lose before you will know how to win;

If you want to experience a rainbow…you have to be willing to go through the rain;

Many dream of becoming a champion…but a champion does something about it;

You learn quickly that nobody is going to give it to you;

Good luck seldom helps a wrestler…and a wrestler never depends upon it.

 

Wrestlers who have given their best…

are left with a sense of satisfaction, self-worth, and gratitude…regardless of the outcome.

A successful wrestler has gained the attributes of Focus and Intensity…

they will seldom leave him…as he moves forward in life.

 

The wrestler who trains to be a champion…doesn’t find it pleasant;

But he knows it will produce something that cannot be produced any other way.

There are no short-cuts in wrestling…only for those that don’t walk the full path.

 

Wrestling is a rough road…but if you stay on its path...it will take you to great heights!

Only those who have walked this road themselves…can really understand…how rough it really is.

 

Most people take the path of water…the path of least resistance.

The one who has really wrestled…has taken the path of greatest resistance.

But this path takes him places others will never go…allows him to see things others will never see…

to do things others will never do…and to be what others will never be.

 

As Olympic Champion, and wrestling legend, Dan Gable has said…

 

                        “After you have wrestled, everything else in life is easy!”                  

 

Kevin LaPlante

3-12-2012

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March 05, 2013

A Father to His Son...

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The text below is from a post on the North Carolina Wrestling Forum at http://www.ncwrestlingscoutreport.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=14207
 
 
So now I sit listening to the deafening silence on a Sunday morning. No noise of a cheering crowd. No squeal of a referee’s whistle. No bark of a coach’s voice with words of advice or encouragement. Just the deafening silence and a parent left struggling with the emotions that come with the end of an era. The end of a son’s high school wrestling career. All the years of hard work and dedication coming to a close. The mats have been rolled up and the clocks have been put away. No more daily practices. No more trips to club practice. No more counting calories to stay on plan. No more 5:00am Saturday mornings or cheap motels for weekend tournaments. No more scheduling vacations around summer wrestling camps. Just memories of all the glorious victories and the sting of difficult defeats.I sit and reflect on all the goals that have been realized and at least one dream that will never be achieved. The dream of being a state qualifier. I struggle with the reality of the dream of that little boy in second grade, with the over-sized singlet, has come to an end. While some may envision the top of the state podium as the pinnacle of their career, many others aspire only to make it to the big show. To know the realization of that dream was literally within a fraction of a second and one point away, only to see it slip away in that same fraction of a second is a difficult thing to witness. You look out onto the mat to see your son reach down and tear away that anklet one last time in front of his coach, his teammates, his family and friends. You hear the Velcro peel away and you feel the rawness of your emotions as if it had peeled away layers of your own skin. You know he has not only left his blood and sweat on that mat, but also piece of his heart.I think back to the moment he first stepped onto that mat as that little boy in the over-sized singlet, and now as he walks away a chiseled young man. The mat has molded him, made him physically and mentally strong, and has prepared him for the challenges of life. A tear rolls down my cheek as I walk down the hall towards his room. I crack open the door and peer in on all the medals, plaques, and trophies that have been earned over the years. I realize that some of the greatest rewards are not made of bronze, silver, or gold, but by the experiences that have brought us to this moment. As I turn and see my son resting peacefully, I know that his heart is healing from the previous day’s defeat. I know that he will awaken a champion. Not because he has beaten all that have challenged him, but because he has been challenged.So as the sounds of a new day begin to awaken new opportunities, I want my son to know this:
In the heart of this old wrestler, you are my hero, you are MY CHAMPION!
With all my love and respect,Dad
 


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