Ryan and Thomas meet the famous Paul Vachon.
Thomas and Aaron Fire.....YEAH!!
Squished! Right at our feet!
Pushing someone into their burying box...the CASKET MATCH!
Victory!
The old garbage can lid attack...
More at our feet....a mess!
Yikes!
Yikes!
My life is especially blessed by the friendship of a wonderful Vermont family of five. The two boys, Thomas and Ryan, invited me last summer to go to the next live match of the Eastern Townships (Quebec, Canada) Wrestling Association.
Saturday, October 25, we three headed for the Irasburg town hall for three hours of mayhem....as about a dozen ETWA wrestlers in various crazy outfits bounced in and out of the ring. We decided to wear our Halloween masks, and hidden anonymously behind our scary identities (I was a Cyclops!) we screamed and laughed and hooted the night away. Our ringside seats became the place where a lot of "injured" wrestlers flew or were pushed over the ropes, only to collapse at our feet. Let the pictures here tell the rest of the story!
p.s. Did I mention it was all in fun, all just a bunch of actors pretending to attack one another? Did you guess that the blood was out of a bottle? Knowing no one was really being hurt made it easyfor us to enjoy an exciting evening... we could, "walk on the wild side." Being the mother of a now-grown boy, Iunderstand how and why my two escorts loved the night. While we know it isn't realistic to handle our disagreements with our fists or feet, there is something very basic in all of us that can imagine kicking our way out of a problem. Having vicariously participated in such a rowdy event, we went home to our families, determined to NOT use fighting as a way to manage our disagreements.
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