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Post by Hickster on Nov 30, 2015 11:54:06 GMT -5
I started a mini recess riot by Steinerlining a much smaller kid in a game of "not quite touch football." It was sixth grade and I was about 5'7" and 180 pounds.
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Post by willywonka666 on Nov 30, 2015 12:10:10 GMT -5
I used to dress my pillow up in old sweats and pretend that I was fighting Tully Blanchard or jerry lawler, my two mortal enemies when i was 5-7 yrs old. I also unified every world title listed in pwi by making paper belts and beating every champion listed. Then when the wrestling buddies came out I has bunkhouse brawls from my living room all the way up to the attic in my house. I used to hit them with dropkicks onto the sofa or jumped off the top of the big living room chair with the big splash. Whoah-someone got a little crazy with the booking ![;)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/wink.png)
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Post by Slingshot Suplay on Nov 30, 2015 12:15:02 GMT -5
I used to dress my pillow up in old sweats and pretend that I was fighting Tully Blanchard or jerry lawler, my two mortal enemies when i was 5-7 yrs old. I also unified every world title listed in pwi by making paper belts and beating every champion listed. Then when the wrestling buddies came out I has bunkhouse brawls from my living room all the way up to the attic in my house. I used to hit them with dropkicks onto the sofa or jumped off the top of the big living room chair with the big splash. Whoah-someone got a little crazy with the booking ![;)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/wink.png) There can only be ONE real world champ!!! ![:P](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/tongue.png)
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Post by Nickybojelais on Nov 30, 2015 13:32:21 GMT -5
I used to recreate the matches that I had just watched on tv with a pillow. Thankfully most of the matches back then were squashes, so I didn't have to sell much for the pillow, though when I did it was very much in the Mr Perfect style of selling! ![:P](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/tongue.png) At school we would play Royal Rumbles (although it was more like a battle royal). A large group of us would start off in the penalty area which was marked out on the football field, and eliminations occurred when you were pushed outside the lines. Nice to see the "Don't try this at home" campaigns were so effective!
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Post by The Ichi on Nov 30, 2015 14:34:45 GMT -5
No, it said very clearly to not try any of it.
I swear, bunch of degenerates here.
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Post by Viking Hall on Nov 30, 2015 14:48:26 GMT -5
I was a tiny kid so I tended to be the one that got thrown around a lot, tended to avoid it after the biggest kid in the school Powerbombed me and brought all his weight down on top of me in the process. Lots of cracking, winding and spitting up blood later I decided that was that until I grew a little. Unfortunately none of my friends really got that wrestling is a co-operative affair so I rarely got to do any moves as I didn't have the strength to chuck others about... I should have been the Spike Dudley of the group.
Fast forward to my mid-twenties and I was now 6'3 and better built so I decided to do some proper training... unfortunately I was bereft of any athletic ability and so it went about as well as my backyard career.
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Post by willyjakes on Nov 30, 2015 19:43:33 GMT -5
I started a mini recess riot by Steinerlining a much smaller kid in a game of "not quite touch football." It was sixth grade and I was about 5'7" and 180 pounds. You were the Andre The Giant of your 6th grade I wasnt 5'7 until college. Eventually topped out at 5'10. Still only about 170
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Post by RedSmile on Nov 30, 2015 20:52:18 GMT -5
I broke my mom's ribs when she let me give her a body slam ![:(](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/sad.png) You go and tell her that when she put her ass up on that apron, she became part of the game!!!!
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Post by Kevin Hamilton on Nov 30, 2015 20:52:43 GMT -5
We beat the hell out of each other honestly.
It was a blast.
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Post by Hickster on Dec 1, 2015 6:32:51 GMT -5
I started a mini recess riot by Steinerlining a much smaller kid in a game of "not quite touch football." It was sixth grade and I was about 5'7" and 180 pounds. You were the Andre The Giant of your 6th grade I wasnt 5'7 until college. Eventually topped out at 5'10. Still only about 170 Funny you mention Andre, we had a great year for snow in 86/87 and I won several King of the Mountain battle royals.
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Post by häšhtå.gdālėÿ on Dec 2, 2015 2:16:04 GMT -5
Before I had any idea how wrestling worked my friend challenged me to an impromptu match for his hardcore trampoline title, since I would never beat him. One poorly attempted spinning wheel kick to the dick later I got the three count by my other friend who was the ref.
He then got mad and tried to go all hardcore & grabbed a broom and swung it at me. He missed and broke the broom in half on the ground. Then his mom yelled at him, and he blamed my other friend (the ref) for the broken broom. He then bribed me with wrestling figures to give his title back without me acknowledging the win to his other friends whom he had "real" matches with.
Good good times.
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Post by lildude8218 on Dec 2, 2015 2:35:49 GMT -5
My cousin and I would all the time. It's funny looking back because we would call spots and not try to hurt each other. I guess we technically were doing real pro wrestling. He would always be Randy Savage and I would be Ric Flair. And he beat me every time. Then one week we were watching Superstars and saw that Flair had beaten Savage for the belt on a house show so I argued that I should be champion now. He let me be the champ and proceeded to beat me again for the belt. I actually beat him twice. One time I caught him with a clothesline and he oversold it by folding his legs back behind his head. I jumped on him for a pin and he couldn't kick out in time. Then another time he submitted to the Sharpshooter.
One of the last times we did it was a battle royal with a few of our younger cousins (all girls) so they got eliminated rather quickly. It was me and him one on one for a while until he decided it was time to finish and gave me several knees to the gut, knocked the wind out of me and beat me. He wanted to go another round with everyone again but I was way too winded to continue.
The only time we really hurt ourselves though was the one time we wrestled outside on the sidewalk. The spot is hard to explain but basically he was going for a Rude Awakening, I blocked it and grabbed him and set up my own Rude Awakening, he blocked that and went back for the same move but I never let go of him. so it was like a double Rude Awakening and we both went down really awkward and messed each other up.
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Post by MC Blowfish on Dec 2, 2015 10:30:13 GMT -5
My friends and I used to until the teachers put a stop to it. One winter we had a circle of snowballs in the field and had Royal Rumble matches during recess.
I used to have my own wrestling by myself at home. It was the WWF with some of the wrestlers during the eighties and some of the favorites from AWA, and NWA. Some of them I created myself. I had rankings, Pay Per Views, and weekly shows. I wish I still had those today. They would have been fun to look at.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2015 11:51:08 GMT -5
At the age of 12 my parents banned me from wrestling at home cause cause while doing a ladder match in my backyard I came up with the idea that as I'm about to grab the belt my buddy would tip over the ladder & I'd land on the picnic table only problem upon impact I broke the picnic table & 2 ribs....The spot looked great.
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Post by AtomSmasher on Dec 2, 2015 15:15:56 GMT -5
Oh yes. Mainly my brother and i, but sometimes our younger smaller cousin was involved. We had many different characters and feuds and even an inkling of psychology. This mainly all took place on the landing in our parents house, with the really big moves happening on our parents bed. Highlights included breaking the bannister, inventing the Guillotine Axe Driver, waffling each other with a clothes basket lid and jumping from the shed roof.......
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2015 19:46:35 GMT -5
After I got banned at age 12 my parents said I needed to do something safer so they signed me up for a hockey league but interest in the league was low so they made it a ages 12-19 league,a couple games in a 19 year old man cross checked me for behind into the boards breaking a couple ribs & giving me a nasty concussion,due to the concussion I couldn't do anything physical for about 2 years.My friends still wanted to wrestle so I became the booker & soon decided to film & sell tickets to our shows we did it for a few years the biggest show we did drew 91 people paid an average show drew about 30 people.I'd hire a couple hot girls I went to school with to sell concessions,I never lost money & made usually a couple hundred a show.Had to shut it down when someone stooged it off to one of my teachers.
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Post by Ishmeal Loves Kaseyhausen on Dec 2, 2015 21:21:57 GMT -5
We had the standard Attitude Era backyard trampoline fed, with multiple gimmicks. My username is actually inspired by my friend's backyard persona. Some notable (and downright offensive) gimmicks:
"the Hardcore Hebrew" Ishmeal Insane - the top babyface, his finisher was the Dreidel Drop (spinning sitout powerbomb). Signatures included the Hannukah Hangover and the Torah Rack. "Trademark" Mitch Morrison - top heel, a poor man's Ric Flair Kid Lipid - stereotypical fat wrestler, and Ishmeal Insane's best friend. Finisher was the Fatliner, but look out for the Burger Buster (stunner) the Irish Immigrants (Steve O'Conner & Bob O'Reilly) - finisher was the Potato Famine Steve "the Dream" Calloway - another top heel, generic Canadian ripoff. Gangsta Tre - might as well offend African Americans as well. RMX - if RVD and DMX had a fat, white child, I guess this would be him. Accompanied by his manager, Jew E. Dangerously. The Wrestling Scientists, Mitosis and Meiosis. If you're 15, you need a team of Mike Hock and Mike Hunt.
And what card is complete without jobbers. Dr. Love, Shady Slim, Powerlifting Paul Landorff, Super Marty, Justin Pain, and the always dangerous Harold from the Hardware Store.
There's so much more I can't remember. My favorite storyline is, after Ishmeal Insane suffered a career-threatening injury, we held the Ishmeal Insane Memorial Tournament. Won by Steve O'Conner, Ishmeal gave a heartwarming speech, only to have O'Conner turn heel and attack him with a crutch (we couldn't get a kendo stick), and reveal his new name - Jim Fullington! A totally original gimmick and theme song followed. This of course led to the Octobrawl, an eight-way match to crown a new champion, featuring the comeback of Ishmeal Insane.
We were young, it was stupid, but we thought we were brilliant and had a ton of fun. Aside from the crutch attack (which led to a hilarious incident where "Fullington" broke his mom's screen door because the genius tried to carry the crutch sideways), we played it as safe as we could. Our big gimmick was the Corn Tack deathmatch, where we used corn kernels that were at the farm where we wrestled in place of thumb tacks.
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Post by MiLB Fan on Dec 2, 2015 22:04:11 GMT -5
Mostly with my Ultimate Warrior and Ted DiBiase Wrestling Buddies. I would knock them out with my toy championship belts.
My friends and I put each other in submission holds during recess.
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