I wrestled tonight at 140 pounds. It was rather fun :). I lost my first match to the eventual champion, a Varsity wrestler from Clare who beat me 6-2. I won my consolation match against another Clare alum by fall, and doubled that on my second consolation match against one of my teammates, winning by fall to get me into the medal round. I had to wrestle the Varsity second string (my main competition) for the third place spot, with the loser receiving nothing but praise of being fourth. I lost that match 11-5, though the score really doesn't do the match justice. I was told by a lot of people -- my opponent and the referee, to name the most important other than my coaches -- that if we would've wrestled a 6 minute match (2 minute periods) instead of a 3 minute, then I would've easily won. I almost caught him in good reversals about 7 times...each time the clock ran out or we went out of bounds. All in all I'm 2-2 with 2 pins -- one shot, one kill, I like to say. I'm satisfied with my fourth place performance, though I would've liked third or better. I'll settle for fourth on my first tourney though. :) There were other things aimed at people who left me notecards that told me how they felt. I just wanted to say that leaving those notecards for me made me extraordinarily happy and that I think I wrestled better after seeing those. Truly, my day was better after seeing that little display of affection and compassion. :) Other fun stuff -- meh, I did my Senior Project paper and handed it in...2 1/2 months late. I got a B - because of that. Otherwise, Ewald said it was eloquent, beautifully written, something he wouldn't expect from a smart ass like me :) (he was hopefully joking about that last part, since I've written a lot of papers he loved), then continuted to say "...when you turn them in on time they seem to get better grades." Gotta love me. I hope.