The referee calls your attention, and you and Lance take positions across each other in the center of the ring. Lance looks at you intently, her expression almost desperate. But at the moment, you're too awash in your own emotions to give much thought to what she is feeling—you're seconds away from your first official Borderless Wrestling Federation match. All those hours of study under Myra Kirby, all those unpaid gigs in all-but-empty gymnasiums, all those days of bearing with Big Brenda's complaints…
All for this moment. You're not sure if you want to savor the anticipation of if you just want the bell to—
The bell rings. The match has begun!
You lock up with Lance, then quickly bring her into a side headlock, squeezing her head with your right arm. You shift your bodyweight and flip her over your hip, your arm still pincering her head. It's a classic take-down and she grunts as her back hits the mat.
Lance wriggles free of the hold and gets back on her feet, and the two of you face off again.
Time to kick things up a notch.
1. I wonder what the crowd thinks of the match, so far.
2. I wonder what Lance thinks of the match, so far.
3. I wonder what Vinnie thinks of the match, so far.