I was just hitting high school with no plan, or any type of discipline in my life. Just a raging kid with issues. I saw wrestling and assumed it was going to be weird, but I saw the joy and hype of it and the hard work of the sport and just fell in love with it. I was never really good with sports. I was never really confident in anything until I started this. Their was so many times I wanted to give up and just call it quits my first year, but I always had my late grandpa to keep going and understand that this sport isn’t going to be easy and if I start something I have to see you through and that what I did I saw all the way. I lost a lot of my matches, but I placed 3 in my conference and a man that really made me happy to show my biggest supporter that all my hard work finally paid off.