The Mayo Civic Center, located in Rochester, Minnesota, expectantly awaits a fierce battle between two very strong teams. It is packed with hundreds of people. Our team is in the section semi-finals, and is expected to move on to state. I prepare to wrestle a very important match as the underdog. I am also moving up a weight class to 113. My dedicated team and I warm up on the mat, mentally preparing ourselves for a tough dual. Our competition, the Goodhue wildcats, are determined, optimistic, and prepared with a better lineup than earlier during the season. This will be brutal.
The dual starts. At the 106 weight class, we are expected to win. But, our 106 man loses. Our team is now three crutial team points behind. Now, it is my turn. …show more content…
It is the third period, and we are both exausted. He throws a headlock, I duck, grab his arms and twist them behind his back, while his head, with all the momentum of his throw and my weight on top of him, dives into the mat without hands to stop his fall. I jump to position and gain two points. For some reason, he stopped moving. Then, my coaches start shouting at the referees, telling them to stop the match. He is out. The crowd is silent. The referees stop the match. He wakes up, and the clock starts ticking. While O'Reilly's coach begs him to finish the last period, the five minute injury time runs out. They have to make the decision. Baxter cannot even think clearly, so the referees decide the match is over. I have won.
Because Baxter O'Reilly was unable to finish the match, I earned six team points, giving Zumbrota-Mazeppa a three point lead. We ended up winning that dual by around ten points. If my match had gone the way it was headed, we could have lost. We won the section semi-finals, but sadly, our team lost the section finals, and could not advance to state that year. The lesson I learned from this experience was that pushing through something hard can reap great