Almost all of my life I was always going. Doing. Figuring. Becoming. Striving. Driving. I’ve reached a point now where I am being. Listening. Observing. Absorbing. Understanding. I’ve realized the very things that limit you also allow you to become limitless. And when you slow down, the things you […]
I always knew that I would write, I just had no idea how personal my first book, "6 Minutes Wrestling with Life", would be to me.
I love to inspire, motivate and show a different approach to dealing with or solving life's problems through my writing.
As a former athlete and current coach, I believe that in sports there are valuable life lessons that can have a tremendous impact on a young athletes life.
I pull these life lessons out from my own experiences in sport.
Hopefully I have touched you through my writing and have stirred your emotions enough to live life more fully.
Train to win The Summer Heat wrestling tournament with private lessons with NYS champs Maverick & Travis Passaro.
I believe the right question to ask is not “How do I get a college program to notice my son”, but rather “What do you notice about a college program that would want you to trust a college program with your son for 5 years?”
If you ever have the opportunity to be that person who has a chance to walk into someone’s life when everyone else is walking out, embrace it, relish it.
For it is one of the most important roles you can have in someone else’s life – to be their angel.
There are events that will absolutely dominate you in life, but you can never let them seep into your soul and break your will.
The beatings stop and the wounds will heal.
Broken wills, seldom do.
I am here to tell you when a Brad Bruhn from Cortland or a Jon Egan from Roger Williams, or a Lonnie Morris from Johnson and Whales or a Shaun Lally from Muhlenberg or a Dean Zenie from Mount St. Vincent or a Joe Patrovich from LIU Post comes calling inquiring about your services to wrestle for their DII or DIII programs, to listen.
They are good people.
It took 5 years of Falling Forward, sometimes battling for inches at a time when miles were needed.
In the end, without the inches the miles aren’t traveled.
Perhaps the biggest pride I take in having wrestled is that I introduced the sport to my son.
The devastation, heartache, and pain were as you may imagine, unfathomable for us all, but I worried the most about my seven-year-old baby boy Mookie.
All the on the mat success is great, but I am most grateful to wrestling for being the glue which has kept my family closer together.