In the Flesch
We had just completed a Regional Meet at a major Ivy League school in the Northeast. There were five colleges and universities represented at this tournament. After all the bouts were fenced, and the results were tallied and announced, we hit the locker room. I had just finished a grueling 15-touch bout against a senior. I lost by three touches; not really close, but respectable for a freshman. I was pretty beat and was replying the bout in my head while I got undressed getting ready to...