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Wrestling tactic
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Newgen    Posted 01-22-2004 at 08:01:21       [Reply]  [No Email]
Way back when I was a freshman in high school the P.E. teacher/coach decided to have wrestling as a class activity. He did a pretty good job of pairing everybody up according to size, strength, etc. so hopefully nobody would become a statistic, but he had a little bit of a problem when it came to me. I was a big husky farm kid, fairly strong but somewhat lacking in coordination and general athletic ability. The closest match he could come up with was me and a kid from the "wrong side of the tracks"-somewhat smallet than me but tough and street smart, not really a bully but one everybody knew not to pi$$ off.
Needless to say I was a little worried about the big match! When showtime finally came I still had no idea as to how to deal with it. We faced each other on the mat, sizing each other up {actually he was the one doing the sizing, I was too busy shaking in my tennis shoes} I thought well, let's get it over with, so I approached him, he approcahed me, we grabbed each others shoulders, both went down, and as we hit the mat, from deep in my intestinal tract came the biggest window rattling, wallpaper-peeling, check your gym shorts FLATULANCE I ever dreamed possible!! He looked at me, I looked at him, he said YOU RAUNCHY SON OF A %@*&!!!!, and we both busted out laughing, I siezed the moment, rolled him over and pinned him!! End of match! As the teacher declared me the winner, he repeated: YOU RAUNCHY SON OF A %@*&!!!!
After that we actually became pretty good friends!


Hal/WA    Posted 01-24-2004 at 21:30:58       [Reply]  [No Email]
Great story! Now I'll tell mine.... Like you I was in Freshman PE and the coach had us wrestling. I was a farm boy who worked hard and was stronger than dirt, but not much of an athlete either. As a Freshman I was also not very big. The coach had us wrestle guys that were about the same weight we were, and I had managed to out-muscle all of the boys in the class that were about my size. I would have been very satisfied with that, but the coach wanted to see how I would do with bigger kids. I did OK with a couple of them, but then the coach paired me with a guy that was about 6 inches taller and 40 pounds heavier than I was and who was a real jock. We rolled around the mat for a couple of minutes and it looked like it was going to be a draw. The toward the end of the time period, my opponent got hold of my head in such a position that my nose was trapped in his armpit. Now he really needed a shower--we were working eachother very hard--and I don't think he had laundered his gym clothes for a few days. I started gagging from the ugly smell and laughing at the ridiculous reason I was going to lose the wrestling match. Anyhow my opponent did pin me and went on to be class wrestling champion. I don't know if he used his "chemical warfare" on anyone else, but it sure worked on me.

I always wished my school had a wrestling program when I was there. I think I would have done pretty well. It was tough being a fairly little guy when size was the big advantage in most sports we had. I didn't get any size until after high school.

Thanks for bringing out that memory. I hadn't thought about wrestling in PE for years.


Patria    Posted 01-22-2004 at 15:26:37       [Reply]  [No Email]
My son was in his high school wrestling team also. I was always carrying coolers and goodies for the boys. Those were really nice times for me.


deadcarp    Posted 01-22-2004 at 11:57:52       [Reply]  [No Email]
you married yet newgen? lol - my dad-in-law developed a nasty habit in church for awhile - they always sat toward the front and like a loving partner he had his arm around her. he held it long as he could but sometimes he'd lean carefully to one side and let one squeek. and joe liked his garlic so they weren't tame. once the essence started drifting around, people would snicker so invariably his wife betty would say "joe", they'd chuckle again and it was embarrassing. she didnt know til later that even though joe sat calmly and kept looking straight ahead, whenever she scolded him he'd lift a finger and point at her back!


Brian-2N    Posted 01-22-2004 at 09:05:38       [Reply]  [Send Email]
You got me to thinking.
I'm sure you heard the phrase, "funny as a f**t in church?"
Once at Sunday mass, my brother and I heard someone a few rows back rip a loud one against the wooden pews. I started to giggle, and made the mistake of looking at my brother. He had the missalette in front of his face, and was shaking with laughter.
This got me going, and that made him look at me, so he started to laugh harder. For the rest of mass, every time we looked at one another, we started to crack up. They were smirky, stifled laughs, but it was apparent that we were laughing.
We couldn't stop-it was just one of those things.
After mass his son, who was an altar server that day, told us the pastor was PO'd, and didn't know why we were laughing. This fact set us laughing out loud all over again.
I've always believed God has a sense of humor. I'd hate to have Him ask when it's my time,..."do you remember that time at mass with your brother...?"


Jim(MO)    Posted 01-22-2004 at 10:30:16       [Reply]  [No Email]
Sometimes those wooden pews would vibrate from one end to the other. Wonder if that's how they got the name.


Charles    Posted 01-22-2004 at 19:05:08       [Reply]  [No Email]
.... I'm not one to Post, but this has to be one of the wid-d-est followup comments of '04



Newgen    Posted 01-22-2004 at 09:28:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
That's a good one! It reminded me of another historical pharte from my childhood. In the first grade one of the girls ripped a big one against one of those wooden desk seats. I mean a BIG one! It soundes like it should have come from a 300lb man rather than a 60lb girl!! Of course you can imagain the hysterical laughter from a bunch of 6 year olds! Looking back I feel as sorry for the teacher as I do for the girl, because she really wasn't supposed to laugh! The teacher tried to console the girl as she also tried to stifle her own laughter, So it came out something like: Now now Debbie(snicker} don't worry, {snicker snicker}--they're not laughing AT {snicker} you, they're {hhheeeehee] laughing WITH {hahahaha} you.
I'm sure there was a good laugh shared in the teacher's lounge that day!!


Brian-2N    Posted 01-22-2004 at 08:57:14       [Reply]  [Send Email]
ROFLMAO!
Thanks-I'm having a togh day and I needed that.


~Lenore    Posted 01-22-2004 at 08:07:11       [Reply]  [No Email]
Ah hah, that was a WMD;
I guess that was OK in a wrestling match, huh?
Pretty sneaky, Newgen!! LOL


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