Monday, November 25, 2013

Sacred Duty


Inner Jobbers!  There seems to be no end of beautiful people out there.  And I ask you this one question: If WE don't imagine them stripped down to wrestling gear and beating the living shit out of each other, then who will?  WHO WILL?

For instance, today's fitness model/actor/graphic designer Jeremy Williamson, 5'11, 180.  Pretty face, blue eyes and floppy blond hair: To avoid ending up somebody's ragdoll jobber, he'd better be pretty aggressive, right?  But I don't know, he seems pretty laid back and easy going to me...













Friday, November 22, 2013

Antonio And Randy




Who do you like to see in control?  Personally, I think it's win-win either way.

5 comments:

  1. Both guys are great, but no question for me - Antonio Cesaro should be in control. Love that guy.
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    1. Works for me--they're both so hot dominating AND being dominated! But Antonio DOES dish it out beautifully, and Randy takes it beautifully as well.
    2. no no stay puft you need to do a series of antonio the jobber please please
  2. Having anyone dominating Randy is dam hot but having someone like Antonio is even hotter. Nice pictures
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  3. Oh, no question, Cesaro. His moves, his attitude, his body are all superior. Make Orton his ring bitch.
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Goldberg, Incapacitated


We've seen the beginning of the end for Goldberg, as he fought valiantly against the odds for the sake of his career.  With his tag team partner and former trainer out of the picture, it was child's play for a plant in the audience to blind Goldberg with some mace to the eyes.


After easily outsmarting the strongman, the heels had their way with him, and this is where we resume our story...




Ah, you see, there's a simple explanation to the Centaur pose: Luger was lifting Goldberg for a devastating double team maneuver.




Finally, enough was enough.  Clearly Goldberg could take no more; he was powerless to kick out of Luger's pin.


After the bell proclaiming his defeat (and the end of his career), a blind and defeated Goldberg struggled in vain to get to his feet.  His former trainer, Dewayne Bruce, was there to tend to his fallen student, no doubt racked with his own feelings of guilt for having been unable to salvage his student's livelihood.  Nevertheless, Bruce was there for his fallen friend, offering what succor he could.  At this point, Goldberg's ruined career could be put on the back burner; his physical health was also at stake.


The heels, with their young protege in tow, made their triumphant way up the ramp, strutting and boasting as though they had accomplished something great.  And who's to say they hadn't?


Meanwhile, a shocked and almost hushed arena watched the intensely personal moments of a teacher trying to nurse his utterly defeated student back to health, pouring water into his damaged eyes.



The once-mighty hero obediently submitted to these ministrations, crawling helplessly on the floor, unable to rise without physical assistance.



Meekly, the broken man was led out of the arena, away from the cameras, and out of the limelight.


And with that, the mighty had fallen.  Evil had triumphed.  A legacy of strength and dominance was obliterated, the images of power replaced with one of complete helplessness:


The End.

2 comments:

  1. Goldberg . . one of the sexiest men ever to be in the ring . . . and he's a hell of a nice guy, too. . . .
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  2. Nice match and nice writeup -- I like how you point out how Goldberg was broken, his power obliterated. That loss of power is the hottest thing in wrestling. I like how Goldberg wasn't provided the usual Big Comeback at the end of the match where he is suddenly able to rally and put the cocky villains in their places. I like the pictures of water pouring on his helpless face, like a baby with his bottle. Nice muscle-destruction scene, thanks for posting.
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