ACA Wrestling closed out a strong, hard-fought season at NCS with a 4–2 league record and plenty to be proud of. The team demonstrated toughness and determination all season, qualifying for the NCS Duals for the first time in six years, sending 13 wrestlers to the NCS, and advancing three to the NCS Championships, a testament to their relentless work ...

Friday the 13th may have left the hallways quiet and classrooms empty, but all across town there was a different kind of buzz building. Thirteen ACA wrestlers laced up their shoes, tightened their headgear, sharpened their focus, and headed north to compete in the first-ever NCS Division 2 East Bay Regional Tournament at Benicia High School. With grit, determination, and ...

Screenshot This past Saturday, Acalanes Wrestling hosted the DAL League Championships  For the first time in tournament history, the event was streamed live on FloWrestling, bringing the force, strength, and grit that define DAL student-athletes to the screen. Every ounce of intensity descended on Acalanes as buses and caravans emptied their grapplers at the Acalanes gym doors.  It was the ...

Screenshot This weekend’s NCS Dual Tournament ended with a fierce Acalanes- Albany battle. The final match of the tournament left us feeling fired up. Sophomore Lilah Kring faced Albany’s 127-pound wrestler for the fourth time this season after coming up short in their previous three matchups. This time, Lilah flipped the script, battling deep into the third period before securing ...

What a fun and electric night for the ACA wrestling program as we loaded up the caravan with the entire team (30+ wrestlers) and rolled uphill to Camplindo.  A friendly crosstown rivalry, familiar faces, familiar mats, and the quiet confidence that comes from strength in numbers. The whistle blew. The circle tightened. And match by match, Acalanes answered. Big wins ...

We opened the week locked in, in a collar and elbow war with Miramonte, back and forth like a chess match on the mat. Arm drags, sprawls, late escapes, nothing separated us. It came down to the final match of the night. One last scramble. One last shot.  This time, the whistle didn’t fall in our favor.  But we had ...