The boy is winding up wrestling season and I’ve talked about his lack of love for the sport but on his last day of practice he and a buddy did the whole thing in luchador masks.
The coach took this picture and posted it on Twitter. I laughed when I saw it until I got home and noticed how pale he was. Turns out that full go practice in a leather mask can dehydrate the living moisture out of you. He drank three gator AIDS (look what autocorrect did to Gatorade with an s) and two bottles of water then went to sleep. One more day of this tomorrow and it’s all over. I don’t think he hates it as much as he says.