Exceptional ...And a Reputation Hangs in the Balance. I Was a Teenage Weightlifter by Jay Squires True Story Flash contest entry

Back in 1956, I started a high school weightlifting team, rounding up half-a-dozen bodybuilding buddies to compete against Lompoc High.  I was attempting a 210-pound clean-and-jerk. Bending over the bar, I smiled up at my new girlfriend, sitting with my folks in the first row. In one fluid movement, I hoisted the bar about four feet then plummeted into a full squat beneath it. That’s when I heard the r-i-i-i-i-p, the gasps, and felt the sudden intimacy of cool air. Later, Mom chided, “You couldn’t wear briefs over that silly jockstrap?” But confided: “I don’t think Rosalee saw anything, dear.”   Recognized Author Notes Thank you, Google Images, for the photo of a weightlifter caught in the squat. 100 words based on Microsoft Word and physical count.

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