Today is a sad day for the sport of wrestling not just in the US, but worldwide. The sport we've grown to love, that has battle tested our wills and hardened our ears has been removed from the Olympics starting in 2020. The host city is still unknown, but one thing we do know is that at this point, wrestling won't be there. As an Olympic Gold Medalists I feel an obligation to fight for the sport that I love most. I wouldn't be who I am if I allowed this to end without a fight. We have to rally. It may be out of our reach, but trying never hurt. We have to protect the sport that I've done since the age of 5, the sport that molded me into a man, and turned a 45 pound toddler, into a 163 pound champion. The outcry on all social media networks is evident. #SaveOlympicWrestling trended on Twitter today, and I've received many messages demanding I do something. I have. I guess my performance in London wasn't enough. I suppose the months I spent inspiring kids to chase their dreams after my victory fell on deaf ears. Deaf IOC ears at least. At the end of the day I just keep thinking, "why wrestling?" The Olympics are going in a different direction they've stated. I feel a bit helpless, vulnerable, and at the mercy of the IOC. Not to belittle the significance of any other event, but wrestling is an original. We were here first. 26 out of 27 Olympics to be exact. Wrestling is thriving at the midget level, in a sport that was said to be dying. After all the college program cuts, we showed signs of life in our success and support on every level. Then; Boom. Gone. I first heard the news in a German airport today during a layover. Olympic Wrestling is gone for now, and Rio is it's curtain call. I'm hoping and praying for the best. I will do my share in protecting not only my dream, but every little wrestlers dream worldwide. Still, if wrestling is axed, it will be tough to look kids in the eye for the rest of my life and tell them that they can't follow their dreams anymore, they're no longer Olympic hopefuls. They've lost to an opponent that they've never had a shot against. One that's never even worn a headgear. The IOC. Heartbroken.-Jordan Burroughs