A 1970's Guy!

My husband was a wrestler from age 12 until about half way through college. The rest of his lengthy college career he coached the sport. After that he became a certified referee for local high school wrestling matches and tournaments. He loved the sport and didn't want to leave it.
Look at how lean and flexible he used to be!

He could get down on the mat at all angles in hopes of never missing anything. Cute b-u-t-t, huh?

Maybe his new knee will allow him that same flexibility. What?! You never know!

Very intent. Took his job extremely seriously.

Some of the time he had nice civil conversation with coaches.....

Often, he had not-so-civil 'conversations'.......

Checking up to see if the scores were kept correctly.....

He did a lot of finger pointing in those days! The local newspaper even displayed a rather 'heated' disagreement one time. I thought perhaps he was going to be shot and killed. You know Darrell....... either people love him, or they hate him! I stopped going to the matches after that.

As far as wrestling goes, as long as my body is able to withstand the physical beating, I will keep wrestling.

~Trish Stratus