Get ready to laugh, cry, smile and think. Twenty-six years ago, my mission in life was to win a New York State Wrestling Championship. I committed myself to a lifestyle, I made the sacrifices, I put in the time. I had the hunger, the desire, and the determination, but I came up short. For many years, after I graduated it seemed like I got nothing out of my six years of total dedication to the sport.
The trade-off for what I gave and what I got in return to this sport was way out of whack. I hated wrestling for it. To put every ounce of your soul into achieving something and to get nothing out of it in return was beyond my comprehension and I just could not justify it in my head. Until I had adversity in my life. And slowly but surely, I started realizing how much the sport of wrestling actually has given back to me. Much more than I ever knew.