One of my wrestlers was desperate. Another middle school kid had him tied up on the mat and it was clear Chris was going to lose. Looking at me, his eyes pleaded, “Help! What do I need to do?” I wished I knew. Then the opposing coach screamed at his wrestler: “Don’t let him hook your leg!” At that point, I had nothing to lose. “Chris, hook his leg with your left foot!” I screamed. “Hook his leg! Hook his leg!”
The Great Wealth-Building Strategy That’s Like An Olympic Wrestling Match
One of my wrestlers was desperate. Another middle school kid had him tied up on the mat and it was clear Chris was going to lose. Looking at me, his eyes pleaded, “Help! What do I need to do?” I wished I knew. Then the opposing coach screamed at his wrestler: “Don’t let him hook your leg!” At that p…
