Wrestling Beast's blog

Tonight I had a match with my favorite opponent, and I will be posting some video of it in the next few days. For the video portion of it, I was wearing a light blue wrestling mask, as I had for the video of my previous match with him. I don't post videos of my uncovered face, so its either masks or spending endless time with a blur box in a video editor. I used to use his white mask, but the white mask has a foam lining that gets very hot. The blue mask uses thin material and does the job of hiding facial features just fine. It does expose the nose and eyes a bit more than the heavier masks, but I am satisfied with it. I do not feel like wearing this mask slows me down or restricts my field of vision like the heavier masks.

Tonight my friend also offered to try on a wrestling singlet he had. It was a 1XL, and I knew I would fit better into a 2XL. It gave a bit too much definition in some places. However, I managed to fit inside it and was able to box and wrestle in it. It did not make me sweat as though I was wearing a trash bag or poncho as I feared it would do. I think I will seriously consider using a singlet in my future matches.

There is no real contest between my opponent and me. Whether boxing or wrestling, he knows and accepts that he is going to receive a beating. He does not constantly harp on me to tone it down, doesn't give up despite the overwhelming odds, and makes me earn my submissions or knockdowns. A lot of other guys would call it quits long before he does. Occasionally, I have become a bit too aggressive. Once I took down an opponent with a freestyle slam and he went down hard. His shoulder was in such pain that he was unable to wrestle much for that day thereafter.

Back to tonight's match. When we "box", I pound on my opponent hard. He takes a lot of punishment. To be fair, I allow him to get his shots into my gut. At times I get a little too aggressive, so he reminds me that I'd better not try for a knockdown every time he backs away if I expect the match to last long. After he signals me that he has had just about enough standup, I remove the gloves and we throw some bare fist shots. In earlier matches I let him punch my gut with his bare fists without punching back, but tonight he knew that those days were over. Still, we traded body shots without complaint for a minute or two until he was done. The last few minutes were spent wrestling, my first time in the singlet. Despite the heat, I barely noticed the tightness of the garment.