The toughest six minutes
Where true grit clings
Where mats hold stories of grit, sweat, and might
In the wrestling room, where day blurs into night
Six minutes on the clock, a testament of will
With every takedown, escape, the room grows still
The air heavy with resolve, echoes of pain and fight
Trails of determination in the fluorescent light
Cutting weight, feeling the fire, pushing through every burn
Ten thousand reps, technique perfected, for victory we yearn
Takedown, score two, stand-ups, breaking the hold
High crotch, aiming for pins, bold and controlled
Striving for escapes, one point at a time
Stacking up victories in this grueling climb
We're doing the hard things, no time for dreams to sing
Like Coach Schmidt says, "it's good to do hard things"
Through the sweat and the strain, our ambitions we bring
In the tough in six minutes, we're true grit clings
In the tough in six minutes, there's always more in the tank
When the body screams stop, but the heart roars to go
In the depths of fatigue, we find a new flow
Keep a clean face, a mantra in the fight
Hiding every ounce of pain, out of sight
Dead tired, yet we push, harder in the fray
In the silent screams of muscles, we refuse to sway
There's more in the tank, let the doubters think
We've got reserves, on the brink
Again we push, when breaths are short and rank
Echoing in our minds, "there's more in the tank"
A second wind, a fighter's heart, never to be sank
We chant in unison, "there's more in the tank"
Pushing past the limits where lesser spirit shrink
Like Coach Schmidt says, "it's good to do hard things"
With every drop of will, to greater heights we link
In the toughest six minutes, there's always more in the tank
In the echo of the wrestling room, where sweat meets ambition
Where "doing the extra" isn't just a mission, it's a tradition
Don't settle for average, it's not for us to wear
Do more, be more, show that unparalleled flare
Be the hardest worker, let that be your known mark
In a sea of the strong, be the fiercest shark
Doing the hard things, every chance, take it wide
With every grueling session, a new level of tough inside
Push beyond, find your edge, then push some more
In the wrestling room, where we prepare for war
Find that limit, then make it just the start
Forge new boundaries, set yourself apart
On the mat, it shows, every drop of effort you've spent
You're not just competing, you're there to represent
Pushing through the hard, making excellence our art
Like we say, "It's good to do hard things"
Elevating every moment, playing our part
In the quest for greatness, our spirit unconditionally springs
Push harder, push harder, until our victory's podium we stand
On the podium we stand
This is Allendale Wrestling, we do the hard things
We always have more in the tank
More in the tank, don't believe us
How about you step on the mat with us
Do that, you'll find out
Allendale Wrestling