You know you are a wrestler when your hole goal of a meet is to throw the other guy into his cheerleaders

You know you are a wrestler when you ask your cheerleaders to keep atleast 100 feet away from your mat

You know you're a wrestler when putting a guy in a high crotch is something you can talk openly about to your parents and coaches.

When your talking about a high crotch with someone and your mother/wife explains what you are doing wrong!

You know your a 'bad' wrestler when your mother/wife shows u how to do a high crotch

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If you don't invest very much, then defeat doesn't hurt you very much and winning is not very excitingy-dick vermell

Did little Dicky cry after this quote???

your high school's wrestling team is so good, they score more points in a dual than the boys' basketball team in their game!

someone asks if your ears were that way from birth.

You know your a 'bad' wrestler when your mother/wife shows u how to do a high crotch


Stat boy was that a dig at me? If it is send me an email so we can figure out what we need to do to stop any further attackes.
If not you obviously have not seen the women around wrestling tournaments that have sat through mutiple matches or watching film at home with their wrestlers/husbands.

you know you're a wrestling grub if your home page is Huskermat.com forum and your ' favorites ' are all wrestling sites!

Somewhere in here there's got to be one about parents and bleacher butt...

How about...

You know you're a wrestling coach when...

1) if you leave a tournament with a five-alarm headache and no voice, and then you know you've done your job for the day.

2) if you schedule touraments based on what their hospitality rooms will be like.

you try all your wrestling moves on your girlfriend/wife

.... your parents take vacation time on Fridays.......your parents leave at 3:00 am to drive 8 hours so they can be there with food after the weigh-ins.......your parents sleep on the bleachers during the lunch break with the wrestlers......your dad has camcorder eye......your mom runs to the local grocery to pick up more fruit snacks for the team.

You know you're a wrestling reporter when...

-- You fall asleep in the fourth quarter of a tightly-contested high school basketball game...at the scorer's table.

-- You have no problem interviewing a wrestler right after he wins a state championship match and is covered in the sweat and blood of himself and his opponent...some of which winds up on your brand new white dress shirt.

-- You know that the name Britney Spears should NEVER be uttered during a post-match interview with a female state qualifier (Jessica Simpson...maybe...but NEVER Britney).

-- You attend touranments based on the quality of vittles in the hospitality room (and, yes, Clarks is on the list).

-- Four words...Wrestling Mom's State Tournament (an inside joke for those living in Winside).

-- You are one of a dozen media reps interviewing a young man who just won a state title, and you're the only one who has any clue what the kid is talking about when he discusses the match-winning series of moves he used.

-- Your state tournament breakfast consists of doughnuts...lots and lots of doughnuts.

-- You sit through a state volleyball tournament with only one thought running through the back of your mind...just three more days until the first day of wrestling two-a-days.

-- You look at the prettiest wrestling cheerleader on the mats and have one question: does she have a single mom?

-- You plan your weekend driving trips based on the number of tournaments you can stop at, the best post-tournament watering holes, the quality of fast-food joints along the way and the availability of cheap gasoline...IN THAT ORDER.

And, finally...you know you're a wrestling reporter when you have a zillion strangers come up to you and tell you what a kick-ass job you are doing covering the sport...and none of them are basketball fans.

That's my show, folks...you've been great...stay tuned for Buckwheat Zydeco...

Seeing a referee get hit with a towel is more amusing than it should be!!

You still here the announcers monatone voice 2 days later in your sleep.

You know youre a wrestling fan when you envy the cheerleaders for having those dumb pillows that look so much more comfortable than the old wooden bleachers you have your butt plastered to.

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You know youre a wrestling fan when you envy the cheerleaders for having those dumb pillows that look so much more comfortable than the old wooden bleachers you have your butt plastered to.

Not all cheerleaders get the comfy pillows my school didnt get them last year

You know you a bad wrestler when your season record is that of a baseball score...

Worse yet...when you're record looks like the final score of some recent Husker debacles, such as...

15-40
36-62
21-70 (or whatever the heck the Texas Tech score was...I still get indigestion over that one)

Okay, I couldn't resist. You know you're a bad wrestler when....

you ask your coach, "when's the next game?"

your coach says give me 50 pushups and you think "there's no way!"

you count pushups even though your belly never lifts off the mat.

the coach says do a whizzer and you feel the sudden urge to go to the bathroom.

you are in line at the concession stand (not in the gym) when your name is called to wrestle.

your coach says stay away from the cradle and you think "I don't even see a baby"

you practice shooting your headgear into the basketball rim.

you're overweight and you show up to the bus eating doughnuts.

your coach says "shoot" and you think "I don't even own a gun"

you wrestle to out of bounds, the ref goes to restart the match and you try shaking your opponents hand (again)

the coach point out to you that if you lose one pound you could fill the vacant weight on varsity and you think "yeah, right!"

you think Nike makes the best wrestling shoes.

your mom tries to help you with some wrestling moves....and she pins you.

you try watching WWF because you think you'll learn some new moves.

your coach sits you down and says "have you considered basketball, I think you'd be a natural."

someone asks you your weight, and you have no idea.

when you count a bye as a win.

you get a bloody nose, so you tell your coach you can't continue.

you get injured in practice, every day, every time the training gets intense.

you try losing weight by eating a salad (just the one time, then resume normal eating afterwards) and then tell your coach "I've done everything I can".

your idea of a great day is one where you weren't pinned....even better, you made it to the second period...YAHOO!!!

you hear your teammates talking about a granby and you think its someone's grandma.

you don't know how to spell Cael. or is it Kael, Kell, Cal,???

ba dum bum CHING

You know it's going to be a long day when...

two of your wrestlers are talking during the National Anthem and one of them says "You know, everytime I hear that song I have a bad tournament."