Vol.2..Norwegian Farmer’s Son..April 27th

April 27th………“AS FAR AS SPORTS GO, GRANDPA, WERE YOU EVER ON THE WRESTLING TEAM AT KIESTER, MINNESOTA JR./SR. HIGH SCHOOL”?

POEM – “Do The Mighty MatMen Mangle” by N. Elliott Noorlun

Back in the year 1962,

When great young men, Wore the “White & Blue,

An intense new sport, Came for them to do,

I’ll call it “The MatMen Mangle”! 😉

Subterranean space, Where guys each day,

Would make their way, To class FFA,

Is the place we wrestlers, Held sweat and sway,

As we “danced” The Matmen Mangle!

Under caring eyes, Of Koenck and Parker,

We grapplers were inspired, To be their sparker,

And with each victory, We’d become the barker,

Carrying out The MatMen Mangle!

We knew Coach cared, As leader of men,

And we gladly did, His bidding when,

He’d bark out orders, To us young guys then,

As we wrestled The MatMen Mangle.

So, down in the place, Where the Boy Scouts met,

We’d slither n slide, On the mats with our sweat,

As we built our muscles, And team spirit, you bet!!

Proud “Bulldogs” of The MatMen Mangle!!

As us wrestlers now, Look back at each angle,

That our young bodies weaved, And had to disentangle,

We’re lucky our young bones, Didn’t break and go to dangle,

As we “Bulldogs” muscled around, With “The MatMen Mangle”!!! 😉