Okay, So here is my first one and one that comes to mind every time I'm getting tired with a shovel in my hand.
Please feel free to fill in details if you are more familiar with the story or a friend of Ray Glaze. I never new Coach Glaze very well but he is a legend in the wrestling world around Topeka. He was the head coach at Washburn Rural when I was wrestling but was the head coach at Seaman before that. He coached my HS coach Dennis Switzky and was a friend/workout partner of one of my college coaches Jody Thompson (Labette CC). He may have been the head coach at Seaman when coach Thompson was an assistant coach up that way.
Anyway, As I remember Coach Thompson telling the story... Coach Glaze's kids were requesting a swimming pool. Most people would probably say "No" or call a swimming pool company for an estimate. Well...Ray Glaze took a shovel out of his garage and dug his kids a swimming pool. Not with a backhoe...with a shovel. If you've ever met the man you can see in his eyes that he is no man to be taken lightly. He epitomizes the look and the steely determination of a wrestler. This is a story I will never forget.
Another one on Ray Glaze. Coach Thompson also told me this story. In Coach T's early day's at Labette CC he was still competing in national level tournaments and often worked out with Gary Blosser. They were doing quite well I'm sure as neither of these guys were ever slouches and have the medals to prove it. I'm not sure how often Ray Glaze worked out with them but on one particular time it went something like this, as told by Coach Thompson. Coach T prided himself on not being rode by anyone and was absolutely confident in his ability to not get rode. Apparently Coach Thompson said something of the like to Coach Glaze and Glaze scoffed at him and told him that he could ride him out. They assumed the positions and went at it. Coach T described the situation as a hand fight up to his feet, peeling hands, popping hips with everything he had....but unable to quite get away from the grasp of Coach Glaze. Across the room they went to where Glaze rammed him into the corner of the room into block walls and continued to drive him (with tightwaist) into the corner like a battering ram for some lengthy period of time.
I wish I knew more of the details on those stories but the are both a couple of classics in my book.
