So if you've really followed our adventures over the years, you know that Frenchie wrestled another woman once back in 2003. We'll call her C (for Cutie) and her hubby D (for Dude). Back in 2003, I started talking to D online in an IRC chat room and as it turned out, he grew up in the city that Frenchie and I still live in. I asked him a few questions that only someone who has lived here would have a ready answer to and as he did, it was easy to confirm he was for real. So as the conversation went, they were coming into town and did we want to set something up? So we did. The gals suited up (one piece black suits, haaaawt) and had a good roll on the mats in the basement of our rented townhouse. It was very VERY cool to watch (and video tape for repeated viewings). The match was competitive submissions, just to keep wrestling until someone had to give up either by hold or inability to continue. So that was then...
Several months ago, D got back in touch and asked if I still had a copy of our gals wrestling. That Hi8 tape is a treasure of mine so of course I still had it. I created a DVD version for him and sent it off. Then he mentioned that they would be coming into town to visit family at the end of the summer and did we want to meet up again? I'm in such a mood lately to want some excitement and activity in my life I readily agreed. To make it even more interesting, I suggested we could maybe use the super-awesome-fun ring we had had the good fortune to try out thanks to our new pro wrestling friend. So that was several months ago...
The re-match was to happen on August 26th . Anyone who has any kind of life knows how scheduling sucks and so often doesn't work out. Well, after all these years, sure enough, the timing seemed bad for Frenchie. I thought she'd be physically suffering too much to even consider going through with it so I informed C and D that it wasn't going to happen early in the week (26th being the Friday). That was back on Monday the 22nd. But on Thursday, Frenchie informed me she'd be ready to go! And so it was that the match that wasn't going to be came to be.
It was a good night for watching some ladies wrestling, like there's ever really a bad night for that. Try as best she could, Frenchie could not overcome the greater strength (and experience, though I think she doesn't count it for much) of C. Even starting with Frenchie on top ended up with Frenchie getting squeezed into submission. I'll admit, a very guilty pleasure at watching Frenchie struggle in the clutches of a superior wrestler. She gave it her best and had fun with it. Frenchie got to enjoy a moment of the same as he and I climbed in the ring so I could suffer a defeat against his 10+ years of MMA/submission fighting training.
If only there were more ladies around here to see Frenchie go up against... there's a few hot moms I know who would make for good matches... Hmmmmm...

You don't even root for her... nauseating.
ReplyDeleteYou're wrong. I was very much rooting for her. Fact is, the other girl was stronger and had more experience. Frenchie gave her best, had fun and I congratulated her for it. She admitted to enjoying watching me get schooled by the other husband, does that make her nauseating too?
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