brianmincher
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Great job everyone in Florida. Sad to report, however, that Brian Mincher bombed out of the McAlester meet. I am not going to make excuses, but suffice it to say, I had shirt problems, and for some reason just could not get the switch turned on.
I opened with 450, thinking I should smoke it. Even after realizing I was not totally "on" that day, back in the warmup room, I still had no idea I could possibly bomb with 450. Hell I have done it (although in a different shirt) a half dozen seperate occasions in the gym. But bomb I did. I hit the lip of the rack on my left side coming up on the first two presses, and ended up stalling just short of lockout both times. Third attempt, I moved my hands in just a bit, putting my pinky finger on the rings, and although I was completely worn out from the first two missed attempts, came the closest out of the 3 to a passable lift. I was told by my wife that it looked like I locked out the right arm, but was an inch short with my left. I could not tell you for sure, except to say, I could not quite lock anything out. Bar speed was terrible, and I could not seem to get a full breath of air. I felt like at the top of the lift, I just ran out of oxygen.
Screwball was there at the meet, and although I hated for him to drive all that way just to watch me bomb, I was and am glad to meet him. Screwball, thanks for the support, and when you come up for the May 11th meet, you are staying at my house. Don't even argue about this. Come up the night before and stay with me. My wife suggested this on the way back to Tulsa.
Screwball can fill everyone in more about what the lifts looked like, but I must say that despite my dissapointment at bombing and looking like a fool in front of my hometown crowd, I could not be any more proud of my son. He is 10 years old, weighed in at 142 lbs, and deadlifted 140, 160, 185 for what appears to be an age group national record. I was so proud I nearly lost it.
Guys, let me tell you, Screwball is the nicest, coolest guy you could ever want to meet, but let me tell you, this fella is a monster. He said he was six two and 292, and he looked bigger than that. And if you could find some fat on him you are a better searcher than me. Screwball will be lifting in 8 weeks with me, and hopefully Bigokie, if we can track him down. I will not bomb again. Big numbers will fall.
B
I opened with 450, thinking I should smoke it. Even after realizing I was not totally "on" that day, back in the warmup room, I still had no idea I could possibly bomb with 450. Hell I have done it (although in a different shirt) a half dozen seperate occasions in the gym. But bomb I did. I hit the lip of the rack on my left side coming up on the first two presses, and ended up stalling just short of lockout both times. Third attempt, I moved my hands in just a bit, putting my pinky finger on the rings, and although I was completely worn out from the first two missed attempts, came the closest out of the 3 to a passable lift. I was told by my wife that it looked like I locked out the right arm, but was an inch short with my left. I could not tell you for sure, except to say, I could not quite lock anything out. Bar speed was terrible, and I could not seem to get a full breath of air. I felt like at the top of the lift, I just ran out of oxygen.
Screwball was there at the meet, and although I hated for him to drive all that way just to watch me bomb, I was and am glad to meet him. Screwball, thanks for the support, and when you come up for the May 11th meet, you are staying at my house. Don't even argue about this. Come up the night before and stay with me. My wife suggested this on the way back to Tulsa.
Screwball can fill everyone in more about what the lifts looked like, but I must say that despite my dissapointment at bombing and looking like a fool in front of my hometown crowd, I could not be any more proud of my son. He is 10 years old, weighed in at 142 lbs, and deadlifted 140, 160, 185 for what appears to be an age group national record. I was so proud I nearly lost it.
Guys, let me tell you, Screwball is the nicest, coolest guy you could ever want to meet, but let me tell you, this fella is a monster. He said he was six two and 292, and he looked bigger than that. And if you could find some fat on him you are a better searcher than me. Screwball will be lifting in 8 weeks with me, and hopefully Bigokie, if we can track him down. I will not bomb again. Big numbers will fall.
B