If you want to be a pro wrestler, you have to be able to take a beating. You have to be able to take a certain amount of pain, and it helps if, as I am, you are flexible. The more flexible you are, the more pain you can take and the more punishing holds you can survive.
If you can’t handle any of that, you have business getting in the ring. Because even the biggest, the strongest, the most skilled and bloodthirsty heel will have to take some pain at some point. You’re cruising along, having your own way with your opponent, and then the next thing you know you make a mistake and WHAM! You’re going to be on the receiving end for a while.
And if it’s a skilled dude who knows what he’s doing, you might not get back in control of the match.
Jobe put me through the ringer.
And I have to respect how much he enjoyed it.
I mean, he really put me through it. He worked over my abs, my back, my neck, my head, and even my legs.
And like me, he sweats a lot. There were sweat puddles all over the ring.
But….you’ve always got to be on your guard, and never get overconfident–or things will flip back the other way.
(to be continued)