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Um excelente heel, que sabe como aproveitar do jobber!
Recomendo!

Really great wrestler and skilled fighter. Don’t miss the opportunity to meet him 👍

Very cute guy that took a lot of punches to his abs. Nice guy and overall easy to meet with. Totally recommended.

Had a great welcome despite me messing up the logistics. Strong, powerful guy. Look forward to a match on mats. Easy to arrange. Multi-talented man!

"Thank you for being part of this journey."

I say those words to every opponent on this cross country trek. And with #35, the charismatic tank that is ThunderBull, that phrase rings an especially sweet, aggressive emphasis. In the days before I finally arrived in St. Louis, one of my final stops, our communications flew furious. Tangible adrenaline. Read-my-mind anticipation. Bold trash talk. This great athlete took two days off from work (awwww, man) to make sure we got a double-dose: singles the first day, a 2on1 (with RowdyBear) the second. I checked into the hotel early; he was ready to go, wrestling bag already in his car.

Rocking a red, muscle-tight singlet, ThunderBull brought his BJJ training and rugby endurance. He's totally a guy's guy, the type of competitor who pushes himself and then pushes you. Always safe, always sane, his pure alpha camel clutch and finishing Boston crab instantly set the pace for a submission clinic that left the king size bed soaked. His confidence walled in any damage I might have done; better to get inside the other guy's head, he explained. Given the size advantage, technique won't beat him – but hanging with him earns mutual respect. Repeatedly stretched, choked and tapping after my face turned sky colors, we'd trade slow-smiling stares.

"You can take a lot," he said, eyes flashing bright.

Coming from him, those words meant a LOT. Especially when his friend, RowdyBear, picked up on Day #2...

Easy going guy and is a good person!

Warning! Bear attack!

Grr. As my cross-country wrestling trip winds down, the St. Louis stopover loomed like a gauntlet, Advil waiting to happen. Opponent #37 – ThunderBull's chum and the day's carpool passenger – was the compassionate, assured and gentleman among men RowdyBear. When I'd reached out, he proposed a 2 on 1. What I didn't realize was that I was the 1.

Fresh from his garden, and no doubt taking a cue from my match with ThunderBull the afternoon before, Rowdy filled out his camouflage trunks and flipped the alpha switch. All safe, sane, communicated, and respected, these two – in tandem – pushed my limits. I'd never been in a fight growing up, but for every pec and ab claw, for each gut punch, for every inevitable choke out when I got body scissored and elevated against him, limbs extended, he and ThunderB (looking awfully proud) traded smiles.

"He's resisting... "

Damn right. There's nothing like locking eyes with a steel fricking heel – then still launching against him three sweaty hours later. As the inevitable bruises formed, for some reason, I kept blurting out "Rugby is for girls!" and "Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is for sissies!" Clearly, momentum was shifting. His only recourse were camel clutches, ab stretches, smothering face pins, brutal roll ups, bow and arrows, dragon sleepers, side headlocks, more arm bars, leg splits, cradles, spladles, Boston crabs, reverse head scissors, scissors nelsons, body scissors, neck cranks, repeated knees to the gut, bulldogs, body slams, chops, slaps, a lot of crushed hamstrings, frequent opportunities to flex... and – damn – the only bearhug I submitted to all trip.

After 37 matches in 40 days, these two awesome guys couldn't have been nicer. They frequently stopped to loosen up my tight-weary left side, reminded me to drink lots of water, and sandwiched me in a bye-for-now bearhug. Incredibly, Rowdy thought I was his age. ThunderBull laughed as I showed my profile.

Guys like these keep you young.

Incredibly strong person. Although he has no fighting skills, he has instincts and tries his best.
I loved meeting him and spending time with him. I hope to see him again someday.

Our meeting was planned quickly and easily. The communication was absolutely fabulous. I was very nervous beforehand, partly because I was supposed to fight a purple belt and partly because I was still recovering from a knee injury. This relaxed guy took away this feeling. On the mat, we had the perfect flow. The match was challenging, exhausting and yet safe and sane – just as it all should be. I really appreciate that he gave me valuable advice and improved some of my techniques afterwards. Thank you so much for this blast. I cannot recommend him enough!

Had a blast taking on this beefy muscle stud. He thought he would be tossing around this old man but instead I taught him a lessen. Multiple submissions - some good ass slapping - a little humiliation. Let's just say that Pyro7 walked away with a shade of red on his ass :) He's a great guy and I look forward to wrestling him again soon.