Friday night I was sitting around with some of my buddies talking about moving to Carroll next year. I told them I was worried because, “Carroll’s first competition would be at OUR tournament”. They all stopped, paused and one of them said, “That isn’t OUR tournament anymore.” I knew right then and there that I had made a mistake. I spent the next two nights not sleeping or eating trying to think of a way to make things right. The only way to do that would be to admit my mistake and ask for a second chance.

After talking to our administration, which has always supported me, and the administration at Bishop Carroll I got a second chance.

I thank God for the choices I had to make the past two weeks. He put me in the only situation possible to help be remember the things I was taking for granted. I was taking each of you, the wrestlers, my assistant coaches, our kids club and all the friends I have made during my time here for granted. I will try to not do that again.

Ninety-percent of people have been very supportive and wished me well. However, there have been some harsh words about me during all of this. Some hurtful speculation about why I was leaving. People, who were your friends one minute, wouldn’t talk to you the next. I don’t hold this against anyone. I had no idea the emotions that would be involved in my decision. I figure that as soon as I am perfect I can start judging others. The way I handled this situation proves I am far from perfect. I was selfish, irresponsible and unprofessional. Having people mad at you for leaving could be worse, they could be mad at you for NOT leaving. I see it as a compliment.

I closing, I would like to thank everyone at Bishop Carroll for their support and generosity. I apologize for the position I have put you in and wish you the best of lick in the future.

Brian Shelton