I recently had the privilege of filling in as an announcer at the Florida High School Athletic Association's State Weightlifting Meet at the Kissimmee Civic Center in beautiful central Florida. You can see the testosterone at a boy's weightlifting meet.

The competition is intense as some of the best lifters in the nation square away against one another to decide the best of the best. Sometimes those who fall in defeat lose not only their competition but also their temper. I never figured out what a locker in a dressing room had to do with them missing their lift but some choose to do a boxing match with an innocent locker door.

My son Cory is the head weightlifting coach for the St. Cloud Bulldogs. Cory and his twin brother, Jason, decided to tackle the task of hosting the State Meet in Kissimmee, a prodigious task on a good day. Cory called me at 7:00 p.m. the night before the meet to ask me to fill in for the regular announcer the next day. I'm always happy to help my sons out with their projects. Any excuse to join them on an athletic field is a welcome excuse for me to participate.

You can't help but notice how competitive these kids are. I'm not sure who is more intense, the athletes or their parents who are screaming and yelling in the stands. For years I attended high school weightlifting meets and wrestling matches where my boys competed. I wrote three books sitting in the stands waiting for the next lift to take place. Trust me; it's not exactly minute-by-minute action.

In the old days, there was lots of trash talking that went on at some of these passionate meets. Today, the trash talking takes in a different mode. The verbal volleyball that we used to call trash talk is now done through the social media through Twitter, Facebook, texting or other vehicles. The kids not only know who their competition is they know how to crawl under his skin with some appropriately placed trash tweets.

Much of this takes place on an intense level all week long before a competition and the lifters show up with their blood boiling because of trash tweets. I'm thinking to myself, at least these idiots are typing and reading, two interesting by-products of tweeting. But having read some of the tweets, correct spelling isn’t at the top of their priority list. There needs to be a dictionary for all the acronyms and abbreviations that people use when tweeting for us morons to figure out what they're saying.

All three of my sons have done competitive weightlifting over the years. Jason not only got a free post-graduate education but his new wife to boot when he ventured off to Northern Michigan University where they train the Olympic level athletes. His met his beautiful wife, Jessica, who nearly made the Olympic team.

Neither made it to the Olympics but they did improve the overall GPA of the Student Athletes at Northern Michigan University. Jessica is now in Medical School and Jason is a molecular microbiologist for the Food and Drug Administration.

Jason always spoke about the intense drug screening that the Olympics do. On more than one occasion they would wake him and other athletes in the middle of the night for drug tests. The Olympics seem to have the best handle on the drug testing process. Perhaps major league baseball and the NFL could learn something from Olympians.

There's no place for anabolic steroids and drug enhancements in competitive sports. People who use can harm their health in a variety of ways and there are numerous examples of athletes who lost or took their own lives because of what the drugs did to them. No tolerance drug testing is the only answer. It should be simple- strike one and you're out! No second chances to cheat of beat the system with steroids or other dietary enhancements.

The state meet in Kissimmee was a gala event with minimal issues and it went smoothly. My compliments to all those volunteers that made it such a resounding success.