Of course dad understands the difference between what his friends did and what his son was doing, but...

But then and interesting thing happened. You see, last winter he went out for basketball - for the first time. He got playing time every game but... His forte was defense, and it wasn't glamorous enough for him. And there were a LOT of good players in his class.
Hmm...
Last fall he did football. That turned out better than I expected. Number 1 son grew quite a bit over the summer, and bulked up even more in the fall. He's still 13, so has more inches and pounds to put on.
Then came the choice for winter sport. My son talked with me about it just a bit. I didn't say anything, figuring he'd need to take ownership of his decision. Well... He chose wrestling. And why? Because his school has one of the best private school programs in the state, and a relatively new young coach who used to do so on the college level. And the head coach was his advisor who was his math teacher, so...
Good move, son!

Aaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!But dad, wrestling isn't a martial art!

Well... Number 1 son started from scratch this year. In his first match, he lost 6-4.
And then...
Last three matches are wins - all by pin.

(Above = overbearing, proud dad...)
- Bill