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Show X-mas not so cheery for wrestlers j ' H ; f I ' - , As tho ball bounces G. BRETT HART Sports Editor delicious orange or some other tangy, vitamin C laden fruit rather than indulge in the year-end festivities. No, I'm not another bell-ringing, charily worker trying to make you feel guilty about about not helping the homeless, poor or anorexic. anorex-ic. I'm simply a concerned soul suggesting that you take a moment this season to remember the starving wrestler. These down-trodden outcasts of the athletic world fight a seemingly seeming-ly futile, never-ending battle against the stales. While their basketball and hotkey counterparts are joyously feeding their faces without concern, the hapless wrestler will be busily busi-ly adding up calories on his trusty calculator to see if he really does want that extra piece or wheat toast. As a former wrestler myself. I remember the thrill of Christmas morning. My normally snug pajamas hanging limp and loose from my gaunt frame weakened from trying to make weight. I'd stumble into the living room filled with the glad tidings of great joy only money could buy. After opening the presents, the family would gather around the breakfast table for a X-mas morning feast. I could smell the separate I aromas of the pancakes, bacon, hashbrowns, scrambled eggs and or- I ange juice as they combined to tempt and torment me. t As mother would pile the yuletide breakfast high upon everyone's I plate, she'd lovingly pass me a delicious, and nutritious, orange with I a plain piece uf toast. Talk about a low-cal, taste treat. I Later in the day, we'd gather at grandma's house for the traditional I afternoon feast. I I can smell the golden-brown turkey now as it basted in butter. In 1 my mind's eye I can even see the piles of potatoes, stuffing and Jcll-o I salad heaped upon everyone's plates, except mine of course. I There 1 sat, alienated and alone, gnawing on an extra-lean piece of I white meat and a piece of wheat bread, I Oh, the Christmas memories come flooding hack to me now. I Any way, all I'm suggesting is that before you stuff yourself re- j peatedly during the holidays, try to remember the disgruntled I grapplers who will be forced to stare with bulging eyes and empty 1 stomachs at the Christmas feast you and I take for granted, I Ok, so you've got a couple of days off work or you're out of school for the holiday break. Needless to say, you're ready and raring to pig-out during the next two weeks of wanton, gluttonous, holiday feasting. Well, hold on there, not so fast. This year, try and break away from that delicious pumpkin pie covered with fluffy white whipped cream or that tasty mug of egg nug and take a moment to remember the less fortunate around you the weak and the hungry. Believe it or not, there are actually those near and dear to us (you may know these poor refugees of the sporting world) who will not have the opportunity to taste the tempting treats fresh from grandma's grand-ma's oven or enjoy the chocolate goodies overflowing from a Chri'tmas stocking. Instead they'll opt for a salad (without dressing of course), a '- - - |