"WRESTLE!"
With that term, all you hear is your coaches on the corner of the mat.
The beating of your heart like a battle drum, the grunts and smacks of body meeting mat beneath you.
6 minutes feels like an hour, every second passing like a snail moving across the pavement.
6 minutes to break your opponents will and body.
6 minutes to make it known that you won't let anything hold you back from what you want.
Win or lose, you put everything into that one match.
Your body aches, you can hardly breath. But in the end.
It'll all be worth it. Because there is nothing like the feeling you get as your hand is raised by the ref after you've busted your ass to prevail.
Nothing.
That's why I come back for more everyday.
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RandomEverything I am, is because of this sport right here.. Nothing will ever change that, and I hope that I will be the beginning of generations of wrestlers. "The Realest Sport" a song by TP and Esco is what inspired me to write this. About my Heaven...
