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The Mike Dolcee Show.

What's up, everybody. Welcome to the Mike Dolce show.

I just spent $2,000 on dinner for two people. Are you fucking

kidding me, Dulce? What's wrong with you, man? Are you crazy? Oh, what the fuck?

I thought you weren't a baller.

What are you doing, man?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let me explain.

The actual tab, the actual dinner bill wasn't $2,000.

It cost me $2,000 in order to get to the place we sat down and had dinner.

But let me bring you back to the early 1990s. 1990, exactly.

My freshman year in high school, where I tried out for the varsity wrestling team.

Having never wrestled before, though I was a badass, a 114 pound badass, I must disclose at 5'4.

And I made the varsity wrestling team, and I started as a varsity wrestler my freshman year.

In fact, I was voted as captain, a four-year varsity captain, which is, I don't know,

rather respectworthy, I would say.

But as you know, as longtime listeners of the Mike Dolce show podcast and as friends of the Dulce diet and myself, you'll understand how wrestling was very

formative in my life.

The sport of wrestling was a life-changing pursuit for me.

As a boy entering into young manhood,

and then as a young man entering into young adulthood and now as a full grown man child that I sit here speaking with you now. So during that time, I had a coach, a special coach, a coach who was a fucking ball buster.

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