The End My dad had remarried seven years after my mom had died.
That was how our sadistic coach operated, he often got a pleasure watching unequally matched or different aged guys wrestling; and had done this before with the 9th graders and us.
But it was overshadowed somewhat by the fact that his nine year old brother, who was a foot and a half shorter and weighed 215 pounds less than him was starting to show real power and muscle when he lifted, not big enough to rival David, but still strong enough to have lifted his max bench of freshman year, 315 pounds.
I am not a pedophile, I just love muscle, on anyone, but I never was attracted to any kids, no matter how muscular they appeared.