It wasn't good puke either.". Gable was joined Monday by his 13 grandchildren, his wife Kathy, daughters, Jenni, Molly, Annie and Mackenzie, and sons-in-laws One of Gable's son-in-laws (to his left) was pictured holding three . Competing for Iowa State University, he posted a near-perfect record. "She really likes to watch the wrestling," said a man who won wrestling gold at the 1972 Games . Dan Gable. But, he had to file for divorce over an argument with her. Gable knocked. Follow him on Twitter at @wrightthompson. The strange relationship between Lionel Messi and his hometown in Argentina by Wright Thompson, As he reaches his 50th birthday, MJ is still looking for one more ass to kick by Wright Thompson, A journey into the world of Italy's racist soccer thugs. Danny Mack "Dan" Gable (born October 25, 1948) is a retired American Olympic wrestler and head coach. In Des Moines, as the tournament gets under way, he starts making noises that sound like an animal's death rattle, a moan that starts somewhere very deep inside. The tattoo had been expanded, to show the hawk clawing out a human heart, with blood splattered all down Zaputil's torso. He later wrestled for Furman University. The bronze Gable isn't lifting his fists in victory, or wagging a finger, but raising his arms in what wrestling fans recognize as a stalling call. A blue-eyed Iowa girl, hilarious but fierce in defending her family, she found a soul mate in Dan. Too many are sitting on their jobs instead of doing the job, Nichols said. Then he got beat a third time, ending his career. He sat in the backseat. Top Iowa high school wrestlers honored at 13th annual Dan Gable Ms A look back at the Diane Gable murder - Waterloo Cedar Falls Courier He's soaking after his intense daily workout. Gable yells. Dan won the state title at 119 pounds in 1971 and had a 40-4 record his last two years. He fears he is powerless to create that change. Lately he's been taking the time to understand new things, like the straps and buckles on his grandkids' car seats. . His face hardens, his mouth curving into a frown, his muscles firing, looking like a weapon. He shakes and strains, a rocket on the pad. He never cheered after one of his own matches, but he'd leap into the air after theirs, and he'd mourn with them after defeats, and sit in a sauna wearing a coat and tie to help them make weight. Pain and relief, even then. He didn't know. There was no greater sin for a Gable wrestler than to be caught stalling -- backing up, eating clock, not attacking and destroying -- and once Gable even screamed at a ref to call it on his own guy.
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