It’s no secret that Joshua loves wrestling. He is totally devoted to the sport and is truly passionate about it. He’s also a good little wrestler.
Joshua wrestled in a non-competitive recreational league when he was four and five, and started wrestling competitively just before he turned six last spring. It was a huge step up to go from a rec league to actually competing, but Joshua was up for the challenge and proved to be a great wrestler.
After just three months of competitive wrestling in the 2009 Freestyle/Greco season (last spring) and one month so far of competitive wrestling in the 2009 Folkstyle season (which we’re currently in the midst of), Joshua has already amassed an impressive collection of 19 medals and 4 trophies. He usually places first or second at state tournaments. He’s currently ranked #3 out of our entire state in his age division. (Rankings are based on points gathered through tournament wins and are totaled over the combination of the fall and spring seasons. Because Joshua only wrestled in the spring last year, he earned his points in half the time that everyone else did. He still managed to climb the ranks to #3!) At the Freestyle/Greco State Championships last April, Joshua took Gold in Greco along with the Outstanding Wrestler Award for his age group and took Bronze for Freestyle. That’s all pretty impressive for a six-year-old with just one season under his belt!
Joshua has done so well at state tournaments (Can I say it again? Ranked #3 in our state, the State Champion for Greco, and a bronze medalist for Freestyle!!) that we began to wonder how he’d do at national tournaments. We sat down with Josh and explained that state champion wrestlers would travel from all around the country to attend these national tournaments. The wrestlers would be tougher than he’d ever wrestled, the brackets would be larger than he’d even been in, he’d have more matches and harder matches than ever before. Of course, Joshua was eager to try.
Then, just one week before his first national tournament, Joshua got sick. He was violently sick, he lost 5 pounds, and he ended up in the hospital due to severe dehydration. Josh really wanted to wrestle at a local tournament just days later. We were hesitant because he’d been so sick, but finally agreed. Joshua won first place and brought home the gold medal, in spite of his very recent illness.
We were pretty sure that we’d keep him out of the national tournament though, because he was so weakened from being sick and because the competition would be so fierce. This national tournament would be particularly hard because Joshua would have to wrestle in the 7-8 year old group even though he was only six years old. Friends on his wrestling team told us that most boys his age who went were “two and done,” meaning that they lost their first two matches and were out.
Joshua insisted that he wanted to try anyway. He told us he knew he might not win or even place in the top six, but that would be okay with him. We explained how hard it would be, but it did not change his mind. “I like a challenge,” he kept insisting. We explained that they were awarding trophies for 1st-3rd and medals for 4th-6th, which meant that MOST kids would go home without anything at all and he might leave a tournament empty-handed for the first time ever. Josh said that was okay.
Finally, we agreed. After missing two straight weeks of practice (due to Thanksgiving and being sick) and after being so sick that he was hospitalized just a week earlier, Joshua entered his first national tournament. We were a little nervous for our boy.
I had a busy day on Friday as we prepared for the tournament. I cleaned, packed, ran errands, changed the oil in the van, had the tires changed, took Brenna to gymnastics, and then took all the kids to weigh ins. I took them by myself, in the dark, through an unfamiliar, winding mountain pass. We drove an hour away to the tournament venue for weigh ins and then drove home again.
The next morning, I was up at 5am. When Rick got home at 7am, we left. We made the hour drive again.
I expected this tournament to be big because it was a national event, but it was even larger than I’d imagined. The arena was huge. There were over 500 wrestlers there, and nearly 80 in Joshua’s age group. They’d come from 9 different states and most were state champs or placers in their home states.
We were there for 10 hours. It was a good thing that I was prepared to spend the day there- I had plenty of drinks, snacks, toys, coloring books, and so on.
Joshua was up against a tough kid right off the bat- the 8-year-old state champion from a neighboring state who ended up taking 1st place that night. Josh did well against such a strong competitor, but he still lost by a few points. Then Joshua surprised us by PINNING the rest of the kids in his bracket! The competition was so steep that we did not expect that. Josh was thrilled and so were we!
Joshua ended up wrestling in the finals for 3rd and 4th place. He wrestled the kid who’s ranked #1 in our state. Josh has pinned him several times in the past so we felt pretty confident that he could win and take home a 3rd place trophy. Unfortunately Josh was pretty tired by that point. His head was obviously not in the match. He didn’t look like he was really even trying and he seemed so out of it. He lost by just a few points.
Joshua was bitterly disappointed because he didn’t get a trophy. We told him it was okay to be sad, but to also remember how well he had done. He’d come to his first national tournament just a week after being sick, he was up against older kids with more experience, who were state champions themselves. We were told by several parents on our team to expect him to be “two and done” at this tournament because it was so, so competitive. And, in spite of all of that, Josh took fourth place!! We told him that we were proud of him and he should be proud of himself too.
Josh couldn’t be consoled by our words, but he did cheer up when he took his place on the stand and an enormous 4th place medal was placed around his neck.
We gave the team coach and his kids a ride home in our 12-passenger van. We went out to dinner as a family afterwards. It was a good day and we are so proud of our tough little guy!
