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actually quite curious about the answer.
Derek sat down on the mat next to Scott and began
stretching as well. "He wants me to put together the schedule
for the challenge matches. They're going to happen next
Thursday and Friday." He grabbed the toes of his right foot
and pulled his torso towards his leg. "I was thinking that I
might schedule it so that Sean and Phil wrestle each other
first so you can watch them and see what their styles are like.
Add that to what I already know about them and it should
give you a good idea of how to beat them."
Scott spread his legs and reached his hands out in front of
him, using his fingers to walk his body closer to the mat.
"Why would you do that? Do you think that I won't be able to
beat them without some extra help?"
His breath caught in his throat. "No, I didn't, I mean I
don't, I mean ."
The corner of Scott's mouth began to creep up his face.
"I'm just giving you shit, Derek. I appreciate that you are
willing to help me out. Not that it surprises me. You've helped
me since the first day I got here...in more ways than I dared
hope for." He looked up and allowed his gaze to bore into
Derek, but then he averted his eyes before speaking again. It
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was very unlike him and it immediately captured Derek's
attention. "Ok, we better focus on wrestling 'cause if we start
staring at each other I'm gonna forget we're not in your
attic."
There's that slightly insecure side. Funny, but I actually
find it sexy. Derek's focus was always laser-sharp when
wrestling, but then again, he had never had such a tempting
distraction before. "Sounds like a good idea."
Scott refocused on his stretching and remained silent for a
few minutes. When he spoke again, his voice was serious. "I
don't want you to make a schedule that will give me an
advantage. I want to win on my own merit. Besides, I can
think of better things for you to focus on than challenge
schedules."
"Enough of that, Scott. We're here to wrestle, not flirt."
Derek actually felt a twinge of irritation, but it quickly
evaporated. No matter how focused he was, it still wound him
up knowing how much Scott wanted him.
"Why can't we do a little of both?" Scott's grin turned
wicked as he raised his eyebrows suggestively.
Derek's thoughts wandered towards the various things
they could do on the wrestling mat and none of them had
anything to do with wrestling. "Scott. Weren't you the one
who just suggested that we keep our focus on wrestling?" He
jumped up and started hopping up and down, causing Scott
to laugh. "C'mon. You talk a good game. Let's see if you can
put your money where your mouth is."
It was all the challenge Scott needed. He jumped up and
walked to the center of the mat. They assumed the neutral
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standing position, shook hands, and started circling each
other. Derek was not a fancy wrestler, preferring to perfect
basic offensive and defensive moves and to use them with
precision. As he and Scott circled each other, he watched how
Scott shuffled his feet as opposed to crossing them when he
moved. Wrestlers who shuffled required one approach, while
those who crossed their feet required another.
Getting a sense of Scott's pace, he placed his left hand on
the inside of Scott's arm, grabbing his bicep. He wanted to
get an inside hold on Scott's arm to see how Scott reacted.
Scott did nothing to shake his arm off. Bingo! In a flash,
Derek bent his knees, shot his right hand down to grab and
lift Scott's left foot while pushing back on Scott's bicep. The
combination of losing balance from the push and the lack of
stability from having only one foot on the ground gave Derek
the momentum he needed for the takedown. Stepping
between Scott's legs and hooking a leg behind the foot Scott
still had on the ground, Derek used leverage to drop Scott to
the mat and spin behind him to the referee's position. "Two
points for the takedown." Derek pushed off Scott's back and
stood back up.
"Damn, you are faster than lightening. Are you always that
fast with your takedowns?"
"Always. And that is lesson number one. Sean is as fast as
I am on the takedown. Don't ever watch his face and never,
ever allow him an inside grip on you like I got. You need to
watch his legs. If you focus on them, you'll know precisely
when he's going to make his move, then you can sprawl, he'll
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end up beneath you, and you can spin on his back for the
takedown."
Scott raised an eyebrow. "Ok, good note. Care to try
again?" As they returned to neutral position in the center of
the mat, Derek could see a fixed determination settle over [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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actually quite curious about the answer.
Derek sat down on the mat next to Scott and began
stretching as well. "He wants me to put together the schedule
for the challenge matches. They're going to happen next
Thursday and Friday." He grabbed the toes of his right foot
and pulled his torso towards his leg. "I was thinking that I
might schedule it so that Sean and Phil wrestle each other
first so you can watch them and see what their styles are like.
Add that to what I already know about them and it should
give you a good idea of how to beat them."
Scott spread his legs and reached his hands out in front of
him, using his fingers to walk his body closer to the mat.
"Why would you do that? Do you think that I won't be able to
beat them without some extra help?"
His breath caught in his throat. "No, I didn't, I mean I
don't, I mean ."
The corner of Scott's mouth began to creep up his face.
"I'm just giving you shit, Derek. I appreciate that you are
willing to help me out. Not that it surprises me. You've helped
me since the first day I got here...in more ways than I dared
hope for." He looked up and allowed his gaze to bore into
Derek, but then he averted his eyes before speaking again. It
131
Wrestling With Desire
by D.H. Starr
was very unlike him and it immediately captured Derek's
attention. "Ok, we better focus on wrestling 'cause if we start
staring at each other I'm gonna forget we're not in your
attic."
There's that slightly insecure side. Funny, but I actually
find it sexy. Derek's focus was always laser-sharp when
wrestling, but then again, he had never had such a tempting
distraction before. "Sounds like a good idea."
Scott refocused on his stretching and remained silent for a
few minutes. When he spoke again, his voice was serious. "I
don't want you to make a schedule that will give me an
advantage. I want to win on my own merit. Besides, I can
think of better things for you to focus on than challenge
schedules."
"Enough of that, Scott. We're here to wrestle, not flirt."
Derek actually felt a twinge of irritation, but it quickly
evaporated. No matter how focused he was, it still wound him
up knowing how much Scott wanted him.
"Why can't we do a little of both?" Scott's grin turned
wicked as he raised his eyebrows suggestively.
Derek's thoughts wandered towards the various things
they could do on the wrestling mat and none of them had
anything to do with wrestling. "Scott. Weren't you the one
who just suggested that we keep our focus on wrestling?" He
jumped up and started hopping up and down, causing Scott
to laugh. "C'mon. You talk a good game. Let's see if you can
put your money where your mouth is."
It was all the challenge Scott needed. He jumped up and
walked to the center of the mat. They assumed the neutral
132
Wrestling With Desire
by D.H. Starr
standing position, shook hands, and started circling each
other. Derek was not a fancy wrestler, preferring to perfect
basic offensive and defensive moves and to use them with
precision. As he and Scott circled each other, he watched how
Scott shuffled his feet as opposed to crossing them when he
moved. Wrestlers who shuffled required one approach, while
those who crossed their feet required another.
Getting a sense of Scott's pace, he placed his left hand on
the inside of Scott's arm, grabbing his bicep. He wanted to
get an inside hold on Scott's arm to see how Scott reacted.
Scott did nothing to shake his arm off. Bingo! In a flash,
Derek bent his knees, shot his right hand down to grab and
lift Scott's left foot while pushing back on Scott's bicep. The
combination of losing balance from the push and the lack of
stability from having only one foot on the ground gave Derek
the momentum he needed for the takedown. Stepping
between Scott's legs and hooking a leg behind the foot Scott
still had on the ground, Derek used leverage to drop Scott to
the mat and spin behind him to the referee's position. "Two
points for the takedown." Derek pushed off Scott's back and
stood back up.
"Damn, you are faster than lightening. Are you always that
fast with your takedowns?"
"Always. And that is lesson number one. Sean is as fast as
I am on the takedown. Don't ever watch his face and never,
ever allow him an inside grip on you like I got. You need to
watch his legs. If you focus on them, you'll know precisely
when he's going to make his move, then you can sprawl, he'll
133
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by D.H. Starr
end up beneath you, and you can spin on his back for the
takedown."
Scott raised an eyebrow. "Ok, good note. Care to try
again?" As they returned to neutral position in the center of
the mat, Derek could see a fixed determination settle over [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]