I like wrestling too.
Here I am in action

Do you have pics?

Congrates! You should also right an Anime wrestling series. Prreferablt with female only cast....

Seriously though, you could probably write some Celebirty Deathmatch style stuff, taking inspiration from your actual experience. I think I tried it once before (an anime Celebirty Deathmatch, not wrestling) on the old board...

Here's the summary of the match. Sorry it took so long, I've been playing Kirby's Dream Land. It's my biggest weakness, I know. Anyway, here it is. It's pretty long, though, so be warned.

Me Vs "The Ripper" Jack Crane.
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He gets his entrance first, we're two of the only guys who get to come out to music. His song is(surprise surprise) Jack The Ripper by Motorhead. He walks out to the ring with the belt, rolls in and tosses the belt out to the announcer. He stands on the turnbuckle for a second, doing his stupid one-arm-raised pose. My music cuts into his(means that my music begins right in the middle of his music, which causes his music to stop). I come out to my music, blah blah blah, I end up in the ring.

The bell rings, and we stare eachother down from across the ring, each in separate diagonal corners. I walk over to him real slow, staring him down in his own corner. Then, all of a sudden and with great speed, I slap him in the face. His head kinda turns a bit from the force of my slap so I take advantage and chop him in the chest. He's in his corner now, so I chop him again, and once more. Then I punch him in the head. I then irish whip him(throw him to the other corner) and come after him. He gets his boot up and catches me in the jaw. I stagger and turn around, and he catches me in a headlock. He gets me down to one knee, where I sweep him with my arm. He holds on though, so I kinda roll over onto him. 1, 2, he lets go and pushes me off.

I get up before he does and kick him in the stomach, getting him in a suplex hold. I bring him up, and hold him there. A stalling suplex. It makes all the blood in your body rush to your head, and then I fall back and slam him. I roll over right after I slam him, pinning him. I get a 2 count, he kicks out and I punch him a couple of times on the ground. He pushes me off, gets to his feet, and leans on the ropes. I run at him to clothesline him but he ducks, and throws me out onto my back. I lie there for a second catching my breath, and as I get up he bounces off the opposite end of the ring's ropes and runs at the edge of the ring, jumping over the ropes onto me on the outside.

I go down, of course. He picks me up, slams my head onto the ring, and rolls me back in. He pulls my head back out barely out of the ring, and slams his elbow over my neck. He then pushes me all the way in, getting back to his feet. He gets me in a surfboard stretch, which consists of him digging his knee into my back while I'm sitting up, and pulling on my head at the same time. He holds me there for a while, but eventually gets sick of it I guess. He lets go, pulling me to my feet. He knees me in the stomach, whips me into the ropes, and when I come back he grabs my arm, pulling me to the ground and getting me in an armlock.

He holds this for a while too. He's a technical guy, so he's trying to weaken me up so he can latch on his little submission moves. The crowd starts a-cheering, so I start fighting it, real slow getting to my knees. I start pulling him up with me, and then I get to my feet, pulling him up to his feet too. I then swing my arm around, throwing him off of me and into the ropes. He comes back with a high knee to my face. That kills my momentum, so I just lie there. He stomps me a few times, and then looks at the crowd. They boo him. I remember grinning right then, because they were still in mid-cheer. He kept stomping me, and then picks me up.

He punches me, and I stagger. I lean on the ropes. He chops me. He punches me again, and right after I poke the bastard's eyes out. Nobody chops me like that. I go down to one knee, getting a breather, and even though I just poked a guy's eyes out the crowd is cheering. I get back to my feet, and he punches me again. I take it, but I don't stagger. I glare at him, and shake my head. He kicks at my gut, and I push the foot down. I start going crazy on him. I chop him with my right, I slap him in the chest with my open left palm.

I chop, I slap, I chop, I slap, and then I do a little spinning chop that knocks him down. I lean on the ropes, waiting for him to get up. He gets to his feet, I run at him and clothesline him. I lift him back to his feet, get him between my legs(not like that, shut up.) I wrap my arms around his waist(shut up) and lift, getting him up in a powerbomb position. I walk over to the nearest turnbuckle because for me he's not that heavy, and I powerbomb him into it.

I pull him out of the turnbuckle, knee him in the stomach, and I guess out of desperation he grabs both my legs, pulling them out from under me. I land on my back, he's still holding my legs. He rolls me over, getting me into a boston crab. He starts leaning into it and my back bends. I start dragging myself towards the rope, but he just pulls me back to the middle. I almost tap out, I bring my hand up as if I'm going to, but just place it back down. I slooooowly start to push up, lifting my chest off the mat. He's still got me in the crab. I push myself up enough to kinda do a foreward roll, grabbing both of his feet so I roll over so I'm on top. I get the 1-2-3, and am awarded the West Michigan Wrestling Entertainment heavyweight championship title.
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This isn't my best match at all, but it's my favorite since I won the title from it.

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Sounds like an entertaining match... I'd like to see pictures too. ^_^

Geez people use your imagination is he supposed to take pictures while hes in the match?

Ah, there may be a website, media coverage or a friend or family member who took photos.

Well, I don't know of anyone who was taking pictures at the match but I could get some pics from a dark match I have sometime this weekend if you want.

Get your mom, girlfriend, training partner, promotions manager, some body to take pictures. Eddie Guererro and the all the other guys had people shooting ancient 8mm of them wrestling in the back yard or dungeon.