Post by Travis on Mar 6, 2009 1:10:38 GMT -5
After Travis threw the elbow, he could feel his body shifting forward. But the thing was that Travis currently had a mount, and from this mounted position all Travis really had to do was use those strong hips and legs of his to keep himself in position, as his right hand which had been used to help stop the roll, would simply slide forward this time as his palm would press against the earth and once again stop him from going over his head.
Matrim was clearly skilled, he was using most of the right techniques, the only problem was that Travis knew how to counter them, and the biggest advantages when it came to wrestling was the weight you help over your opponent, and then physical strength you were gifted. Travis' hips would push down a bit to help keep pressure upon Matrim's body as he rested above him. This time Travis decided he'd try something a little different. His right hand would move and look to press the palm against Matrim's forehead, and push his head back hard, against the ground. Travis would then look to maneuver his left arm around, and Grab Matrim's right wrist.
As long as he managed to grip that wrist, Travis would yank that arm upwards, and he'd aim to hold it above Matrim's head. Travis' left leg would shift as he applied pressure on Matrim's head and arm to keep him pinned, so that his left foot could slide up slightly and press against Matrim's arm pit area for a moment. Travis would then basically sit his ass down on Matrim's midsection, and he'd look to pop his right foot up and over, next to the left side of Matrim's head. Basically, he had looked to set himself up for a very mean submission.
Travis would pull Matrim's arm upward and lift his body slightly, as he'd give a sudden drop and roll to his right. Travis would fall upon his slide, keeping Matrim's body pulled against him due to the tug on the arm, and Travis would attempt to secure a triangle choke upon the boy. Travis would use the leg strength of his to drag Matrim's body onto his as he rolled onto his back, and locked those legs together at Matrim's back. His legs would squeeze and in turn, if it was successful, Matrim would be getting his own air cut by the his right arm.
Travis would apply as much pressure as he believed he could, but not pumping all his juice into it. He wasn't trying to kill the kid. If he tapped, it would be over. If he fell asleep, it'd still be over. After all, this was just a male bonding session!
Matrim was clearly skilled, he was using most of the right techniques, the only problem was that Travis knew how to counter them, and the biggest advantages when it came to wrestling was the weight you help over your opponent, and then physical strength you were gifted. Travis' hips would push down a bit to help keep pressure upon Matrim's body as he rested above him. This time Travis decided he'd try something a little different. His right hand would move and look to press the palm against Matrim's forehead, and push his head back hard, against the ground. Travis would then look to maneuver his left arm around, and Grab Matrim's right wrist.
As long as he managed to grip that wrist, Travis would yank that arm upwards, and he'd aim to hold it above Matrim's head. Travis' left leg would shift as he applied pressure on Matrim's head and arm to keep him pinned, so that his left foot could slide up slightly and press against Matrim's arm pit area for a moment. Travis would then basically sit his ass down on Matrim's midsection, and he'd look to pop his right foot up and over, next to the left side of Matrim's head. Basically, he had looked to set himself up for a very mean submission.
Travis would pull Matrim's arm upward and lift his body slightly, as he'd give a sudden drop and roll to his right. Travis would fall upon his slide, keeping Matrim's body pulled against him due to the tug on the arm, and Travis would attempt to secure a triangle choke upon the boy. Travis would use the leg strength of his to drag Matrim's body onto his as he rolled onto his back, and locked those legs together at Matrim's back. His legs would squeeze and in turn, if it was successful, Matrim would be getting his own air cut by the his right arm.
Travis would apply as much pressure as he believed he could, but not pumping all his juice into it. He wasn't trying to kill the kid. If he tapped, it would be over. If he fell asleep, it'd still be over. After all, this was just a male bonding session!
