Sometimes, even with all the best laid plans, stuff just doesn't work out. Saturday was one of those days, man, did it suck. First off, Wife was still in a conference in Frisco, near Dallas. Second, we did not have near enough time to sleep while trying to get ready for the tournament. Third, it is that time of year when a little cold or flu is just floating in the air.
One of Mijo's friends lives out of the area, recently moved back in with his family, out of trying to help out the kid, we offer him a ride here and there. I told him if he needed a ride to the meet, it would just be easier to come and spend the night, which he did, but he brought along the new kid who just moved to Crockett. I like this kid, but he has a lot of energy and because he had an injured arm, he wasn't going to wrestle, but I assumed he was going to go and support. So now we have Mijo and two friends over, still fine, but then Wife calls, even though she is not here that Mijo should go over to the booster club's mom's house to get his hair braided. I don't like to bother people, but the two of them talked and made plans, even though she had taken her mom to a rosary reading (after a funeral, IDK). I was fighting it all the way, but the lady offered to do it at 9:00pm, which turned into more of a 10:00pm thing, then the actual braiding took over an hour. I want to say we didn't leave their house until almost 12:30am. We went home, slept until 4:30am then got up to make sure the boys got to school on time. BTW, the braids are to keep Mijo's long hair out of his face and getting tangled up and causing interference with his vision.
The kid, after acting the fool all night, he was all trying to flirt/hit on the daughter of the booster club mom, so he was in no hurry to leave the booster club's mom's house, went home and opted out of going to the tournament. In the end, most of our wrestlers did worse than usual. Last year, Mijo would win a couple before losing a couple at any of the tournaments, this was the first tournament where he went 2 losses and bounced out. He didn't seem too concerned, what with fighting the tiredness of sleeping only 2-3 hours, then also having the cold/flu thing I've had the past week, he was in no condition to be fighting. The whole male team was off, winning a combined one win amongst the four varsity boys that qualified, one did not make weight, so there should have been 5. There are others that also have not joined the varsity team for other reasons, such as paperwork.
I then loaded the Telluride with as many peeps as I could and left the tournament around 3:00pm. We met with Wife somewhere in New Braunfels, which was great because I was in no condition to drive all the way home after myself only sleeping about 4 hours. My plan had been to sleep until Wife got home from Frisco, then drive up to the meet with her. Usually, the girls fight first, which would give me a good 5-6 hours before worrying about Mijo fighting. Instead, he called at 7:30am that they were doing weigh-ins and the boys would start first. I then had to rush and shower and get on the road. I got there right as Mijo finished losing his first match, he was still sweating and standing by the mats.
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