I was always involved in after school activities growing up. In the fall it was football and wrestling. Sometimes it was chess club. Other times it was working on a school play. I was never the best at any of those things, but I always enjoyed being involved in activities.
Wrestling season always began right after football season, and most of the players and coaches from football switched right over into wrestling in late October, as a lot of the training and fitness we got from football translated well. With football, if you weren't a good player then you wouldn't play much, which is why I was mainly on special teams. In wrestling, if you were on the team then you got to compete. In my senior year, I was about 18 years old, 5'10 and 135 lbs, which meant that I was generally competing against underclassmen. I was never remarkably skilled, and probably won about the same number of matches that I lost.
The difference between wrestlers who were great and those who were good was your ability to use different moves in different situations, such as being able to go from being underneath someone, to flipping on top of them.
An advanced move is known as the 'spladle'. This is the day where that move was used on me for the first time, and I remember it vividly.
We were a few minutes into our match, and my opponent had just rolled out from under me and stood up. I dove at his thighs, looking to roll him back to the ground. With my head next to his hips, and my arms around his waist, I was looking to tackle him, football style.