This story has fascinated me. I am so perplexed that so many people want to push a gender-neutrality in everything but especially sports. Wrestling is a CONTACT sport and no matter how good the girl is (and obviously she is), most teenage boys are at a distinct disadvantage because she is NOT a boy.
I wish more people would accept and appreciate the differences between the sexes.
On a side note, while watching a little league baseball game with 12-13 yr olds, there was a girl on the opposing team, it was quite obvious to me (I was keeping score) that the pitcher was throwing away and slower to the girl. She was a great player and I’m sure could stand on her own against his best pitches...but he did not deliver them.
I am a fan of chivalry and do not want to see it die.
while watching a little league baseball game with 12-13 yr olds, there was a girl on the opposing team,
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My 13yo grandson’s opposing team had a girl on it...she wasn’t bad and what with the league etc she probably earned her spot on the team.
She was playing 2nd base and did a full body ‘block’ on it (a very foolish move) and the kid that slid in came up short on his slide.
My grandson, very matter of factly stated “If she or anyone tries to block me out like that, I am going through her”.
His grandmother (my x) chastised him - you just can’t go go after her like that...My daughter, to her credit “Mom, leave him alone...she is on the field, obviously doesn’t know how to play the position and I would also take her out”.
Nothing malicious, just playing the game to win.
Naturally I had absolutely NO problem with his assessment of the situation.
I hit the only girl I ever saw in my time on the mound. I was 11.
I can still remember my dad telling me from the bench not to throw any differently. Well, she was really tall and had ridiculously long arms. She was over the plate with those wings.
So, after 1 or 2 strikes, I decided I’d brush those arms off the plate. Wasn’t trying to hit her, just make her think twice.
Needless to say, my dad felt obliged to yell loud enough for the other side to hear: “I didn’t tell you to hit her!”.