When My Wrestlers Got Their Hands Raised,

Gold Medals Aren't Really Made Of Gold. They're Made Of Sweat, Determination, And A Hard-to-find Alloy Called Guts.

My Coaches Were Great. My Mom And Dad. My Dad Never Missed A Wrestling Meet.

When I Lifted Weights, I Didn't Lift Just To Maintain My Muscle Tone. I Lifted To Increase What I Already Had, To Push To A New Limit. Every Time I Worked, I Was Getting A Little Better. I Kept Moving That Limit Back And Back. Every Time I Walked Out Of The Gym, I Was A Little Better Than When I Walked In.

The Bells Are A Very Good Investment. They Never Break If They Are Maintained. I Can Teach The Kids The Basics. They May Play Bells For Only One Year, But Many Of Them Go On To Play At Local Churches.

I Shoot, I Score. He Shoots, I Score.