Unfortunately, we can’t say “this year’s champion.” Jack had a tough tournament. He wrestled great, but didn’t place this year.
He was a bit disappointed at first, but then decided that having a chocolate dessert all to himself at Applebee’s, sleeping in the backyard in the tent, and going fishing the next day would cure his sadness.
He’s determined to at least place next year…mostly, because we told him that if he placed, he could get a mohawk haircut and that if he won, he could get a mohawk dyed any colour he wants.
He REALLY wants that haircut.
The rest of the photos are here. (disclaimer: they wouldn’t let cameras onto the floor and there was really bad light in the gym.)
He’s so little! Ah man, Jack. I know that’s heartbreaking, but quite an accomplishment to get that far. Here’s to next year and The Haircut.