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General Category => Polls => Members Catfight Polls! => Topic started by: LauraleeCee on July 08, 2018, 06:32:34 PM
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It's my first poll match and I am up against the legend, Big Momma Joanie. I'm excited and a bit intimidated but I think I'm ready. Please vote, comment and message me with any thoughts you may not be able to post in public.
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LauraLee is adorable but that will not prevent me from pinning her, giving her a few rasslin' lessons along the way! :-)
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It's close in my mind but size and experience win out and I went with Joanie. Welcome to the forum though Laura!
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The opening bell has sounded and I meet Joanie in the middle of the ring. We lock up, collar and elbow and I'mm feeling good. I think I feel a little give in the older gal, but I barely gain any ground, when I am lifted some and moved back! I cannot get my feet planted and in a few steps, I am shoved back first into the ropes! They creak under our weight, a little over 400 pounds of lady wrestlers testing them. I'm hoping for a clean break . . .
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Lauralee all the way. No way the 55-year old can hang.
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Voted LauraLee, think she's as strong as Joannie and has more stamina.
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Lauralee is obviously a big and strong girl plus she has the stamina on her side. She will be the woman ontop.
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I get low and take the weight off the young amazon's feet and back her up in a hurry to the ropes. This was physical but hopefully more psychological. She needs to know that despite her size and youth nothing will be easy. The ropes bend under our weight and I have a great opportunity to follow up. But when I glance up, I see her arms raised and I honor her wish for a clean break. I pull back with a lil hop in my step and move to the center of the ring, waiting for my opponent to get off the ropes and try again.
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If lil old me put Joanie down, the big youngster will have her way in the ring. ;-)
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The opening exchange did not go exactly as I would have hoped. On top of that, Joanie breaks cleanly and moves away, letting me off without a scratch or a dent. Her confidence is a little bit intimidating honestly. I ease away from the ropes and approach the heavyweight with caution. We raise our hands and move closer. I fake another collar and elbow and manage to get a grip on Joanie's left wrist. I plant my feet, twist and intend to toss her into the ropes I just vacated. What a load!!
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I lean in for another collar and elbow, ready to show my opponent I am not to be taken lightly (pun intended!). But when I move in I catch nothing but air. She on the other hand gets my left wrist in both hands. As I stumble forward she uses that lower body and I find myself whipped toward the ropes. I turn, take them in my broad back and try to catch myself but miss! Instead, I bounce and come flying back, my big legs churning, unable to put on the brakes!
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I manage to launch Joanie as I had hoped but here she comes like a raging bull! What do I do?? In a split second, I plant my left foot, pivot on it, raise my right knee and aim it for the thick middle of my opponent. If I miss this I am going to get run over like a bus hit me!
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This should be a great match between equally matched women. In fact, when it's over, I wouldn't mind having a crack at Lauaralee myself...lol
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i voted laura!
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Always like seeing big momma in action. Not very often does it happen but she met her match Laura Lee gonna make a name here in a dominant way!
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I manage to launch Joanie as I had hoped but here she comes like a raging bull! What do I do?? In a split second, I plant my left foot, pivot on it, raise my right knee and aim it for the thick middle of my opponent. If I miss this I am going to get run over like a bus hit me!
Laura Lee,
I am known for defeating much bigger and stronger opponents. Your curvy body is gorgeous baby! Be confident and kick her fat ass! You are already well ahead and on your way!
Simone
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Youthful energy and enthusiasm can bridge alot of gaps, but in the end experience almost always trumps enthusiasm. So my vote is for Joanie in this one, but it's gonna be a close one I think.
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I come off the ropes in a hurry. There is no way I can actually plan something, so I lead with my belly. With the combination of speed and size, if I land a body block, even this amazon is going down and hard. So at the last second I leap (as much as I can leap) and aim myself for her tall frame. The pain is tremendous - indescribable. My breath is stolen and the sharp sensation travels through my core and in to my organs. Her knee and thigh connect with my gut and I go down, writhing in pain. I can't breathe. I want to scream but there is no air. I'm hurting badly and maybe just plain hurt.
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The scream is ear shattering but it's short and quickly becomes desperate groaning from the aging veteran of the ring. I feel a little badly about continuing right away but I doubt she'd cut me any slack and I can't possibly let her back into this. I lack experience but know an angry Momma bear is dangerous, so I press on. I move around to the big woman's head and latch on to her beefy upper arms, getting her to her knees. Then I take her head, careful not to pull hair blatantly and help her to her feet. Many might consider this foolish, but believe it or not, I have a plan!
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I hate being on the canvas against my will, especially on my back. I much prefer more of a standup fight so when LauraLee helps me up, I don't mind one bit. Upright, I can breathe and get my head cleared - I hope. She takes her time, almost gently assisting me. I think my body is in shock from that mammoth impact. It even feels like my legs are trembling some. I'm on my own feet but would really love something for support. Ropes? nope. so I lean forward and rest on my young strong opponent - and she lets me!
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I didn't think it would be this one sided! It's early but maybe that just gives LauraLee more time to dish it out. :-)
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As much as I like Lauralee, it’s not her time, Joanie would beat this kid into the ground, much like how the poll is starting, Lauralee would have a strong start, but she wouldn’t have the experience to put Joanie away. Joanie would creep back in, sneaking a few chops in before putting Lauralee in some holds which gets under her skin, as she tries to put forth the effort which gave her the early advantage, Joanie will know how to counter her attacks at this point, teaching the young girl a lesson in diversifying her attacks.
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The scream is ear shattering but it's short and quickly becomes desperate groaning from the aging veteran of the ring. I feel a little badly about continuing right away but I doubt she'd cut me any slack and I can't possibly let her back into this. I lack experience but know an angry Momma bear is dangerous, so I press on. I move around to the big woman's head and latch on to her beefy upper arms, getting her to her knees. Then I take her head, careful not to pull hair blatantly and help her to her feet. Many might consider this foolish, but believe it or not, I have a plan!
Is Laura really trying to use a body slam or some sort of powerbomb? :o
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The scream is ear shattering but it's short and quickly becomes desperate groaning from the aging veteran of the ring. I feel a little badly about continuing right away but I doubt she'd cut me any slack and I can't possibly let her back into this. I lack experience but know an angry Momma bear is dangerous, so I press on. I move around to the big woman's head and latch on to her beefy upper arms, getting her to her knees. Then I take her head, careful not to pull hair blatantly and help her to her feet. Many might consider this foolish, but believe it or not, I have a plan!
Is Laura really trying to use a body slam or some sort of powerbomb? :o
Funny you should ask . . .
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I get Momma to her feet and she just hangs on me. That knee to the midsection really messed her up apparently! So I steady her just long enough to bend, slip my right hand between her legs, and cup that big butt. At the same time my left arm goes around the left side of her neck and behind her head. I bend my knees and with a herculean effort, I scoop her up! I get 227 pounds of heavyweight off her feet! There is no time to play around though - I'm not here for antics. With a half turn on my left foot toward the middle of the ring I toss the big woman down in a classic body slam!
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I'm a mess! We're just barely into the match and LauraLee has used some BIG stuff, much to my detriment. She helps me to my feet and initially doesn't act. But then, as only a small number of girls I have faced can, she picks me up. Actually, she scoops me up impressively. I let out a subconscious "nooooooooooooo" when she gets me across her chest in a flash. Next thing I know, we're spinning, I'm upside down and "HOHHHHHH!!" I am drilled to the boards, my back ribs and the back of my head taking the brunt of the impact. I blink my eyes, staring up into the lights, my long brown hair splayed across the mat. I don't wanna move . . . I have to move . . . I can't move!
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I get Momma to her feet and she just hangs on me. That knee to the midsection really messed her up apparently! So I steady her just long enough to bend, slip my right hand between her legs, and cup that big butt. At the same time my left arm goes around the left side of her neck and behind her head. I bend my knees and with a herculean effort, I scoop her up! I get 227 pounds of heavyweight off her feet! There is no time to play around though - I'm not here for antics. With a half turn on my left foot toward the middle of the ring I toss the big woman down in a classic body slam!
Really??? :o :o :o
That was one of the most awesome moves I've ever seen as this powerhouse lifts her heavy opponent up and plants her to the ground, showing total power and dominance.
I see Joanie lieing on the ground completely humilated and devastated, weakly shaking her had in disbeliev...
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LauraLee takes everything Momma gives but is able to wear her down and pin her
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As much as I like Lauralee, it’s not her time, Joanie would beat this kid into the ground, much like how the poll is starting, Lauralee would have a strong start, but she wouldn’t have the experience to put Joanie away. Joanie would creep back in, sneaking a few chops in before putting Lauralee in some holds which gets under her skin, as she tries to put forth the effort which gave her the early advantage, Joanie will know how to counter her attacks at this point, teaching the young girl a lesson in diversifying her attacks.
We will see about that ma'am!
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I manage to get the big woman up and then put her down hard! I gather myself and look over to see Joanie in what appears to be a lot of trouble. I don't want to injure her - I just want to win! I walk around to her right side, considering my next move when it occurs to me, this thing could be over. So I drop to my knees and lay myself across her chest almost gently, calling out "1!" but not too loudly. I pause and then call "2!" She seems to barely stir and it seems it really is over. This is the biggest woman I have ever wrestled and in just a few moves, she's done?!?!?
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I am really shaken up. This young girl is amazing and freakin' strong! She got me up and down without difficulty. I HATE being slammed. It doesn't happen often, but slams, back body drops, fireman's carries - all HURT! So there I lie, winded, dazed, body really in shock I think and she gently lays her weight across my chest to pin me. WHAAAAT?? She calmly counts to one. A low "nnnnnooooo . .. " comes out of my mouth and I start to pull my legs in. Then she gives the second count and with all I can possibly muster, I thrust my big legs out and manage to get her off me - barely. I lie there, feeling spent, having avoided an embarrassing loss by about a half a second!
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Who do I vote for? The wrestler closer to my size or the one closer to my age? I'm so conflicted!
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Joanie escaped Lauras pin (and catches up with the poll votes), maybe lifting her heavy opponent up drained more of Lauras stamina and strenght than she actually shows.
I'm excited about the outcome. ;)
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Big Joanie
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Come on Big Momma Joanie you can do this.
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Who do I vote for? The wrestler closer to my size or the one closer to my age? I'm so conflicted!
The poll is closed dear! That bleach you blonds use really does a number on your insipid brains, doesn't it you fat bitch!
Simone
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This should be a great match between equally matched women. In fact, when it's over, I wouldn't mind having a crack at Lauaralee myself...lol Well you look like a formidable opponent for her.
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Who do I vote for? The wrestler closer to my size or the one closer to my age? I'm so conflicted!
The poll is closed dear! That bleach you blonds use really does a number on your insipid brains, doesn't it you fat bitch!
Simone
Hey now! Voting is open until 7/18. We have plenty of time!
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My too gentle pin attempt is unsuccessful. I suppose that should not surprise me. I land on my right side at Joanie's left shoulder and realize I have more work to do. I know this though - I'm not helping her up at this point! I roll to my knees and as she's is trying to rise, I grab her left arm in both hands. I jerk on that limb and settle to my butt, pulling her upper body between my open legs. I need to put some pressure on the old girl, wearing her down in the process, so I go for a side body scissor. If I get it locked, she is going to scream!
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I escape from the pin and start to roll over, headed for the ropes. If I can get a lil breather I think I'll be alright - I'm feeling better now that the big impacts have passed. I get on my right side and start to reach for the ropes with my left hand when my arm is stopped and then yanked back behind me. I fall back onto LauraLee's right leg, struggling to get away but then that long left leg crosses my body and her ankles lock. Exasperation rises to a new level and the air in my lungs is squeezed out like water out of a twisted sponge. I feel my face redden and the ropes, close just a moment ago are now on the distant horizon. I shake my head slowly in denial, but the inability to breathe is very real. I let out a long groan, up to my ears so to speak in thighs!
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LauraLee EASILY! Shouldn't even be this close!
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I get my legs around Big Joanie's waist and begin to squeeze. She seems to be fading so I pour it on! I work my legs hard and long and it's paying off in my matches. I give her thick middle a really big pulse with my long legs and she grunts, shakes her head and lies there taking it. I cannot see her face but it has to be showing incredible discomfort. Still, she is strangely quiet so I work intently on methodically crushing her. She really not fighting it which seems odd, so I try to adjust my grip on her body and make this hold more painful!
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I prepare for a crushing body scissor and this one is good, but I've suffered worse! Perhaps it's inexperience, but she just can't seem to get it right. Still, I don't want to stay here. Patiently, I go to work, first getting my right arm between her leg and my belly. Slowly, gradually I work, first minimizing the pressure and then starting to move. Expending a lot of energy, I manage to twist my body to my left and push up to my knees, facing the lovely youngster with her on her back. She squeezes again, and I sink back to sitting on my legs, but I see an opening - a nice one! I push up with my legs to my knees and then without showing what I'm thinking, place my hands on her middle. It's then I curl my fingers into the flesh and apply a double ab claw, then leaning in to it for more effect. I lift my right hand and slap it back in, then the left, impacting the muscles along with clawing them. Suddenly, the pressure of the body scissor seems to fade!
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I squeeze and I squeeze, expecting the older heavyweight to concede, but she just seems to hang in there. Then, to my surprise, she begins to fight back! She works skillfully to first minimize my power and then manages to change completely our positions. When she settles back to a seated position, I wait for her signal but she rises and continues to defy my lock on her rotundness. When her hands first touch my stomach, they feel weak, like she again is going to signal, but when she curls her fingers into my tummy, I howl! My eyes slam shut, my jaw clenches and my head tips back on the canvas until the top rests on the mats. Then, for added effect, she slaps her hands into my abs over and over, working muscles I thought were strong, but she is bringing amazing distress. I am struggling to breathe with my ankles still locked but my legs are just resting on her big hips. I open my eyes, looking for the ropes but even my long arms cannot even get close!
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At the beginning, it looked as though Lauralee was going to run away with this match, much like Joanie did in ours a while back. But kudos to the senior wrestler for not simply rolling over.
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LauraLee responds exactly the way a hundred or more opponents have when I have applied this hold to their supposedly tough midsections. I work those muscles, kneading deeply into her belly, hoping to prevent her from breathing for a while. she doesn't seem to have any idea how to escape so I keep it applied for 30, 45, 60 seconds! Adding insult to injury, I let go, raise my hands and send a double ax handle right to her belly button, then resume the strength sapping claw hold! I wonder about her stamina and cardiovascular conditioning, thinking this could be her total downfall! I rise up on my knees and lean in to the hold, applying maximum pressure!
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I whine and I moan, then whine some more. I am learning that no matter how hard you work out, there is nothing like real ring action. I have not had all that much and Joanie is exploiting my inexperience. I can't get to the ropes or even close and this claw hold is killing me! I can barely breathe and I am starting to sweat which I love to do but on my terms, not my opponent's. My legs slide off Joanie's body and I plant my soles on the canvas trying to push us toward the ropes but it's immediately obvious that won't work. Then it dawns on me - my legs are free - duh! I open my eyes to see the heavyweight putting her all into mangling my middle so I have an out or two. Head scissor? Maybe but I want her OFF me, so I pull my feet in, then shove them out with a snap, aiming for her chest or shoulders, hoping to send her to her back and off my prone frame.
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NEVER underestimate Joanie. She is Hall of Fame material and always finds a way to use her big body to get a win. Keep it up!
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I'm bearing down intently on LauraLee's midriff when her big bare feet slam into my shoulders, upper arms and chest and I am knocked back hard! My ankles are pinned under me, my knees and quads being stretched and strained painfully - I'm no kid anymore! If she were to dive across me now, I'd be pinned! But she is on the canvas, struggling to breathe and looking like she won't be getting up right away. I manage to roll to my left side and get my legs out from underneath me and then get to all fours. I crawl to the ropes and use them to stand, seeing LL still down, but trying mightily to rise. Figuring she has three of four winds I do not want to let her rest. I move to her feet, grab her left ankle and roll her onto her back, than take both ankles and tuck them under my arms tightly against my broad sides. "Time for a ride baby girl!"
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Finally I get Joanie off my belly, my legs doing the job. But even free, breathing is difficult and my abs hurt badly. "I can recover from this" I tell myself as I lie on my right side, not in a hurry to move. I start inching my way toward the ropes when Joanie gets my left ankle and rolls me onto my back. "She's up and moving already??" I ask silently, looking up and seeing her trap my ankles under her arms. She is an imposing figure standing over me. Then she says something about going for a ride, but all I can do is try to breathe, my arms crossed over my mangled tummy.
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What a great match! After seeing Joanie fight through Lauralee's initial attack, I have to believe she has enough to finish off the younger wrestler and now that Joanie's in control, Lauralee may get those wrestling lessons Joanie promised.
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My young opponent is not putting up much of a fight, so I have the opportunity to really shake her up. With her ankles locked under my arms, I begin to spin counter clockwise. The first time around is a real struggle with her amazonian body dragging along the canvas but as I get going, her back lifts off the canvas and we start to gain speed in the giant swing! No one uses this anymore - except me! :-) We're still picking up speed the third time around at the fourth I think I'm going as fast as I can, my feet pounding the canvas in a tight circle. We go around time # 5 and then once more for added measure, which is when I open my arms, release her ankles and like the hammer throw, I launch LauraLee across the ring! The momentum sends me around another time or two on my own, but finally I catch myself, dizzy, but able to think straight enough to start looking around to see where she landed.
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OMG !!!!!!!! :o
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no . . . nooo . . . Nooooooo . . . NOOOOOOO!! The big powerhouse promised me a ride and she wasn't kidding! I can barely breathe to begin with and then she gets me spinning like a top! ohhhhhHHHHHH! This is not going to end well! I close my eyes and still have my arms across my tummy as we go around and around and around and then I'm airborne! I fly briefly, then land hard and skid and roll until the ropes stop me. I open my eyes and I'm upside down, backwards - I don't know what position I'm in! I know this - I don't feel good. ohhhhhhhhh . . . my tummy hurts! I blink and try to focus as I'm tangled in a rope, unable to get my bearings. ohhhhhhh . . .
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I LOVE the giant swing! It's so rare yet effective. I gather myself and look at LL all in a heap and groaning and I know I have to take advantage. Taking one more good breath, I move to my foe, taking her hair and upper left arm and pulling her out of the ropes and to her knees. The look on her face is priceless! Just as she "helped" me up earlier, I do the same for her. It's a struggle to get the amazon up, but I coax her to her feet on legs that were iron a few minutes ago but now are rubbery. Setting her straight, I bend my knees and push my right arm between her legs, grasping that azz. I bend my knees and scoop her up, knowing I can't hold her up forever. I think about a slam but then think better of it. I press forward, plant my right foot on the canvas which sets my right knee and I drop her across it in a belly buster. There seems to be almost no resistance from her midriff - just give. The sound that comes out of her is simply beautiful! I rest her there for a moment and then shove her off to the canvas, a pile of 19 year old wrestler wannabe!
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Joanie has this one.....LauraLee is really good but.....Big Momma is sooooo hard to beat.
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The giant swing leaves me in a confused, dazed heap! I haven't even thought about what's next when Joanie comes to me and works me to my feet. Honestly, I'm in no hurry to get up even with help but she is very persuasive. The first real thought I have is that we are facing each other and the next is what the *(&*%&^&% am I going to do now as she lifts me briskly into her body. The ring starts to spin again but this time it's just a half a time around and then I'm dropping. The impact that follows is pretty indescribable. The pain, the scream, the inability to breathe and then the panic. I can't catch my breath. I don't know what to do. I curl up in the fetal position, just praying that I don't suffocate. I don't know what to do . . .
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This is when I could teach the youngster some painful lessons. I might even make her think about quitting, but nahhhhh . . . let's just finish the match. On my knees, I move to my opponent's back with her curled up in front of me. It takes some effort, but by her right arm I drag her and roll her to her back. Her eyes are close and she is definitely having trouble breathing, but I also don't get paid by the hour so I drop my weight across her, chest to chest and start to count. I wait, then call out "one!" I pause, at least a few seconds and then call out "two!" She is barely stirring beneath me. I could probably count to ten or twenty!
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I really just want to lie there. Maybe I want to throw a tantrum, but I can't. When Joanie rolls me to my back, the only resistance is out of pain and fear. But I am too weak to resist. The big woman puts me on my back and covers me with her thick, curvy body and I am going nowhere. She waits and gives the first count, then waits again before giving the second. Some might think she's toying with me but I don't get that sense - she's just giving me every opportunity and being fair. But my opportunities have all been erased and after her second pause, I whisper "threee . . ." basically submitting to the pin. And yes, she could continue to count for a while, but this one is over. I lost to the better wrestler and learned from it. The painful truth - I need to get tougher - a lot tougher. I am getting in better shape, I feel strong, I think my skills are sound - but it's obvious I need to be able to come back after absorbing some punishment and in this match, I was not able to do so. Congratulations Joanie, but this rivalry has not been settled!
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Regarding my next poll match - perhaps we should make this a two out of three match and the next poll should be fall #2. Am I crazy for thinking that way??
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Regarding my next poll match - perhaps we should make this a two out of three match and the next poll should be fall #2. Am I crazy for thinking that way??
That does not sound like a good idea to me unless you intend to lose two straight falls. However, I'd poll against either of you. :-)
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Regarding my next poll match - perhaps we should make this a two out of three match and the next poll should be fall #2. Am I crazy for thinking that way??
That does not sound like a good idea to me unless you intend to lose two straight falls. However, I'd poll against either of you. :-)
Be careful for what you wish Ellen!