I wasn't expecting anything this morning but to drive Baby A to school, come back home and drink my coffee with some toasted fancy bread from Central Market that I bought Friday afternoon. Mijo came down the stairs and said Coach had a small gift for us that he wanted to give to me, so Mijo would get dropped off by the gym and the coach would come out. This seemed a bit of work, it gets busy with the drop-offs and the busses, but I figure we would go and see.
In my head, I thought maybe it would be a mug, like the ones we got in the basket we bought at the football banquet, they are very nice, metal, colored black on the outside with a gold Cougar, they look great, even if we already own a coffee mug and tumbler. Still, a gift is a gift, and I appreciate the gesture. Whatever we did for the team was not to gain points with the coaches, we honestly felt like part of the team, wrestling is very different in that the kids are sitting for hours waiting for their few minutes of fighting, so we would sit amongst the team, and we got to know a lot of the individual kids. These are great kids with great attitudes, they need to be of a certain attitude to take the beatings, the winnings, and the losses all in the same day. To voluntarily get up at 3:00am to go to a meet, starve yourself to make weight, it just takes a certain personality that loves the sport.
After the first meet we found that the team did not really have a budget to spend, the kids were supposed to be bringing money to buy from the concessions, which they didn't all do and there weren't always concession stands, so we took it upon ourselves to get them a cooler full of Gatorades, waters, Capri-Suns, and then a bins worth of different snacks like Rice Krispies, nuts, protein bars, Cheez-its, Nutella and peanut butter single serve packs, and any other snacks we could think that kids might like to every tournament. These meets also did not seem to care about time, often starting at 7:00am for weigh-ins and going as late as 11:00pm on several occasions, it was kind of crazy.
Apart from all the mayhem, I really loved the sport, Mijo still says the wrestling team felt like a family, the kids spent so much time on top of each other that they are just all very close. The gifts were a couple of tumblers with pictures from their picture day with Mijo in all of them, it is a one-of-a-kind gift that is going to be pretty hard to beat as best gift ever.
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