Ragazzi, non preocuparci. Sono molto gentile.
An interesting story is one time when I was 19 years old I was going to a weight lifting gym in Vicenza, Italia. At this gym they also had a wrestling team that trained there. I was busy minding my own business lifting weights when the 18 year old junior heavyweight wrestling champion of Italy came up to me and challenged me to wrestle.(real wrestling)(I started wrestling at 15 years old so I had wrestled in high school and one year in college at that time.)(Guess he picked on me because I was pretty big and in great shape with no body fat. I weighed about 196 at the time and he was around 225.)(later my body weight would be 250 when I played college football)Well, I kept telling him no but he kept insisting so finally we get into the ring to wrestle with everybody in the gym watching us. Well we really started to go at it fast a furiously. I figured I would concentrate more on defense than actually attacking since he was a champion and I was actually quicker than he was being the lighter person. Also he seemed to underestimate me with him being the champion of Italy. We wrestled and wrestled and try as he may he could not beat me. Finally the Italian wrestling coach stopped the match and congratulated me for doing so well and for being in great physical shape. Then he asked me if I wanted to join his wrestling team and I did. Nobody on the team including the coach spoke English so all the instruction was in Italian. Cosi, cosi. So I got to learn how to wrestle better and to learn how to speak Italian.
Last edited by Villa; 02-21-2008 at 05:24 PM.
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