Unformatted text preview: paper when the room is not being used for its purpose, but when used for its designated reason the walls are as slick as grease. Sweat from an unknown source seems to cover every inch of the room in every way possible. Only one unmistakable voice is clear and loud enough to be made out through all the other auditory noise being produced by an exalting wrestling practice, the coaches. Sounds of heavy breathing, constant movement, and undefined words whispered under breathes that can never seem to be made out fill ears. An extremely high ceiling, accompanied by broken panels of ceiling tiles, make the room seem as a never ending holding cell. Walking out of the human made sauna into the cool night air, steam rises from the backs of the hardest working wrestlers. Escaping from the three hour hell is a feeling not many have experienced, and can honorably enjoy, until practice starts again the next day....
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- Fall '11
- Odor, wrestling, cool night air, Jordan Cox, School wrestling room, extremely high ceiling