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Sun staffer to put money where his mouth is
By DOUG LUNNEY -- Winnipeg Sun

Doug Lunney
 It was supposed to be a simple photo shoot.

 On Monday, Top Rope Championship Wrestling offered a tongue-in-cheek invitation to Canadian Alliance loyalists and detractors to settle their differences in the ring at an upcoming event.

 To have fun with the story, I asked TRCW promoter Bobby Jay to put me in a headlock so our photo editor James O'Connor could get a couple of shots. We would get our graphics whiz Andrew Pollreis to fit Alliance leader Stockwell Day's mug over mine, have a jolly good laugh, and leave it at that.

 But the pro rasslin' fan in me couldn't pass up the opportunity to ask Jay about something I'd been pondering for years. I queried him on how long he trains his proteges before tossing them into the ring for their first match.

 I've written a couple of articles on the local wrestling scene and interviewed some remarkable young men and women, who risk serious injury for little financial gain, but invaluable experience.

 However, to get the real story on what they go through, I told Jay I thought it would be interesting to learn the ropes, take some bumps, and actually have a match.

 Three nights later, I'm face down on the canvass at The Palladium taking boots to the head from the likes of Vance Nevada, Chris Parys and Rob Stardom.

 Uh, Bobby, this wasn't exactly the way I pictured it.

 Somehow, you forgot that part about me being trained before I stepped in the ring.

 TALK TRASH

 Fortunately, my new best friends, 343-pound Moses Luke, the 341-pound Axe and The Big O came to my aid, forcing Nevada and his cronies to flee like the cowards they are.

 While I've never wrestled a day in my life, I did play six years of junior and university hockey and I could talk trash with the best of 'em. I grabbed the mike from Jay and expelled a verbal onslaught on Nevada, insulting his manhood, family and choice of antiperspirant.

 Then I demanded the low-life scum meet me at The Palladium for a battle on July 26 (the matches go every Thursday night). The scoundrel tried to hide it, but I sensed great hesitation in his voice as he accepted.

 So for the next few of weeks -- with the Eye of The Tiger playing in my head -- I'll be in serious training for my ring debut.

 And believe you me (never did quite understand why wrestlers said that) Vance Nevada, I'm going to have a couple of surprises for you.

 Just hope Big O, Moses Luke and The Axe aren't too far away.


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