This is a post to my dad. Mike Fairleigh. The guy who gave me that great escape vehicle. He introduced me to wresling at a very yong age, and i loved it. Even as a child a was angy. I was homeschooled till 8th grade and kinda felt out of place, and usually had some trouble with the kids in my wresling club. I didnt fit in and they were quick to point it out. I guess they didnt realize that they had to wresle me every practice, and all it became is a feul against them. When we wresled i was sure to make it as painfull as possible. i wasnt bad as a kid. placeing 2nd and 3rd at state and going 5 consecutive years. and my dad really helped me along the way. helped me channel that hate-energy into wresling. But somewere along the way i kinda lost that contact with him. And all that focus, all that consintrating hate into a form i could get it out.so it didnt get out. It stayed inside of me. And it threw me into a state of confusion. Wrestling sufferd as well as everything else. for the first time im my life i wasnt compeating for a state title any more. I was struggleing to make the team. and i didnt. i was jv most of the season. Including the district tournoment. so now that i couldnt get all the crap out i serched for another outlet. I wont go into much detail about this all i can say is it got pretty ugly. but as usuall my dad helped me thru it. and i descovered that there is more to life than wresling. all i am going to say is that i feel like a new person. and id like to thank my dad for that. What ever happens this season, my goal is to remember all the hours of coaching, driving, crying, celebrating, worrying, and the like that my dad did for me as a kid, and that no matter what i did he was always willing to help me. He never gave up on me. so now im not giving up on him. thanks for the help dad. now lets make the season of 04 a success!! im going to end this post by saying


Denis Fairleigh- STATE BOUND!!