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I remember just how delicious that 2nd and 3rd cup of gatorade we got was the practice after Korey Stringer died.

The sweet nectar of life, as opposed to death

I remember this no-drinking nonsense was attempted with wrestling practice, but having the dad I had — a man who refused to abide by that even in the 50s at WVU — I simply brought my own stuff and drank and went to the bathroom when I wanted.

As my dad had told my brother before me, if our coaches (who were both 140 or so pounds) had a problem with it, they could try to enforce their will on us, and by the time we were 14 that wasn’t happening