jimsub81 MW Match: Robby vs Sven

Check out the pictures of these two wrestlers in the first group of middleweight wrestlers. Robby is on page one Sven is on page two!

Patrick's father worked for a large international corporation. He had been told that a coworker was being transferred in from Sweden and that it would be a good idea to help this transferring worker and his family adjust to life in the states. After finding out that the family had a son named Sven the same age as his own he asked if Patrick would please try and make friends with the boy. Patrick was a good son and accepted his father's request without question.

Before the move even took place Patrick began an e-mail relationship with Sven. Patrick found out that Sven was a big wrestling fan both amateur style and pro. When Patrick told him about the TW league and all the goings on Sven could hardly wait to get there.

Two Weeks Later:

"How do you say his name again?", asked Joey. Patrick spoke very slowly and clearly, "Sssss-veen." Sven met Joey and Patrick at the door to his new home not far from Patrick's. Sven could not wait to get down to the gym and check things out with his two new friends.

As they entered there was a lot of activity going on. In the first practice ring Keegan and Ross were working out with Alan and Greg. In the second, Lucas was showing his growing skills as he took on the much bulkier Stephen and appeared to be getting the best of him.

Sven was excited beyond belief. He had his permission slip and a doctor's OK with him. Patrick took him to the office and got him signed up. After changing the three well built boys begin working out with some free weights as they waited for a ring to open up. Sven asked a lot of questions as to how the league operated, "You mean all I must to do is decide who I want to combat and we do it?" Patrick said, "Well, there has to be an opening on the card and the guy you challenge has to accept of course, but that's pretty much how it works." Sven said, "But someone maybe might challenge me too, yes?" "They could and after a while probably will," answered Joey. Sven seemed like a little boy on Christmas Day at the idea of being here and doing something he loved to do. He looked about and said, "I think I will challenge that boy!" Patrick and Joey followed Sven's pointing finger. It pointed right at Robby.

Joey and Patrick gave each other a look of apprehension. Sven saw it and said, "Awe come on fellows. He does not look so tough. He has no muscles really and he has a bit of a soft look to him. He will be good warm up for me!" Patrick said, "Sven, you're a member of the league now. You can challenge anyone you want to but see that boy over there the BIG one?" Sven saw Patrick pointing to Corey the 6 '2" 192 pound wrestler. "Yaw, what of him?", asked Sven. Patrick said, "Robby, the one you want to challenge, had his last match against him." Sven said, "Really? I bet the big fellow beat him very quite badly!" Patrick shook his head, "Wrong guess Sven. Robby is one of the most technically gifted wrestlers in the league. Corey there didn't even land a solid hit. Robby pretty much squashed him! So if you want to challenge Robby be my guest, but don't say nobody told you."

Sven considered what Patrick told him but decided to see if Robby wanted a match anyway. He approached as Patrick and Joey watched. "Think he can take him?", asked Joey. "I don't know," answered Patrick, "but Sven looks pretty strong. If he knows a few basic moves he might just beat Robby, especially if he gets him you know where", Patrick laughed as he shot a punch to Joey's stomach.

Sven returned with Robby in tow. Joey and Patrick liked Robby and were on friendly terms with him. They shook hands and Robby said, "You new friend here wants to sign a match with me. What do you think?" Patrick said, "I'd be careful Rob. Sven here's pretty strong and he's been wrestling back home in Sweden for a long time." Robby grinned and said to Sven, "Well I'm game if you still are." Sven said that he was. Robby said he would show Sven how the match signing process works and they would see if there was space on a coming card.

There was an opening on the card and the evening of the event was a big one for Sven. In the days preceding it he had been brimming with confidence but as the match was almost ready to be announced he turned to Patrick and Joey. They both saw the look of excitement turned to worry on his smooth face. Sven said, "Oh, maybe I acted much rashly in doing this so soon after getting here. I think maybe now that it may not be such a good idea." Joey chimed in with a direct but not too sensitive response, "You can't back out NOW Sven, for crying out loud everyone'll think your a wimp!" Sven looked at Patrick who handled it bit more delicately, "Sven, make a muscle for me." Sven flexed his bicep. It made a perfect grapefruit sized bulge in his taunt arm. Patrick said pointing to the muscle, "Look at that! Trust in that! You're a strong guy. You know wrestling. Just go out there and do what you know and some of the things Joey & I been showing you. You do that and you can beat him. And remember, Robby is basically a good guy, but he has a tendency to get cocky and overconfident in there. Use that if you can."

Robby came up behind them and slapped Sven hard on the back. He said jokingly but with a touch of intimidation thrown in, "Ready to get your butt kicked in a little Sven?" Sven looked him square in the eye and said, "Yeah, I'm ready. I mean I amready to kick your butt in a little perhaps." Robby couldn't help but laugh at Sven's choice of words in his fractured English and said, "Yeah whatever Sven-boy, get ready!"

"Our next match is a middleweight bout. First, making his TW debut, he comes to us all the way from Sweden, standing 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighing in at 158 pounds, please lets give big TW welcome for ...SVEN!" Sven trotted down the aisle. The fans responded as asked and applauded the well toned young man from Sweden. More than a few young ladies took note of his boyishly good looking face too. He entered the ring and danced about nervously as he awaited Robby. "And, his opponent, standing 6 feet even and weighing in at 156 pounds...ROBBY!" Robby came charging down the aisle waving and smiling to all his adoring lady/girl fans. They loved this cute young man and he loved them back. As many as he could anyway. A lot of the guys hated him, out of jealousy mostly as Robby could make most any female weak in the knees. Many of the men and boys loved to see Robby lose for that reason. Robby didn't care anyway. As long as the ladies loved him he was happy.

The two boys squared off most thought Sven had a big advantage. He had a much better looking physique. The muscles in his chest, abs, arms, legs and back were all well defined. Robby was not so well built. He was on the lean side and his body was even a bit soft looking. But Robby had shown many times that he could take care of himself. The bell rang...

Robby saw the apprehension in the young Swede's eyes and he came out attacking fast. He took Sven down with a quick arm drag. He held the arm and dropped an elbow that hit Sven's shoulder. Robby was up fast. Sven was not too far behind. But Robby was faster and he slammed a knee to Sven's chest staggering the boy to the ropes. Robby charged at him intending a clothesline. Sven read it and swung out a foot to counter. Robby reacted and countered too by grabbing Sven's foot and heaving it straight up. Sven went up and over the top rope landing on his ass on the hard arena floor!

Robby considered going out after him but realized the kid was new and he let Sven get back in. Sven was even more fearful now as Robby's quickness caught him off guard twice now. Sven moved in trying to hook up but Robby was no way going to try to win this match muscle to muscle. Robby feigned he would oblige with the tie up. When Sven raised his hands Robby lashed out with a knee that impacted Sven's hard abs. The light haired Swede grunted and backed off. Robby drove forward though connecting with a clothesline across Sven's chest knocking him flat. Robby dropped a well placed elbow to the center of Sven's stomach leaving the newbie grasping at his midsection as he struggled to his feet.

Sven's fear was slowly leaving him and was being replaced by embarrassment. He wanted so much to impress his new friends and show the rest of his new league what he was capable of. But thus far the seemingly wimpy Robby was manhandling him.

Robby knew the secret to his success was moving fast and not getting caught. No sooner had Sven got to his feet than he was put back down to his back as Robby sprang and nailed Sven's hard chest with a drop kick. Robby bounced up and hammered home a dropping punch to the right pectoral and was up again before Sven could snag him.

Patrick and Joey were in ringside seats and grimaced as their new friend was being knocked about like a toy. Sven caught Patrick's eye and Patrick pointed to his own flexing biceps. Sven remembered Patrick's words of advice and gave him a quick thumbs up. Patrick said to Joey, "He's not finished yet I'll bet, watch"

Robby took a few seconds as Sven was down to blow a kiss to a group of "Robby crazy" girls. He turned to see Sven getting to his feet. Robby knew he had the upper hand. He grabbed Sven by the back of the head and grabbed his arm spinning him into the ropes. Robby went for a clothesline but Sven, slowly filling with confidence, ducked under it whacking a fist to Robby's belly as he did. Sven felt his knuckles sink deep in Robby's tender stomach. Robby pitched forward and staggered off to his side leaning against the ropes. Sven had hurt him and now Robby was through playing games with the newbie!

Sven turned and made a fake lunge at Robby. Robby fell for it and ducked down. Sven then made a true lunge and grabbed Robby's head pulling him forward into a side head lock. Robby felt Sven's hard muscles squeeze his head tightly. He planted a hand to Sven's well conditioned side and tried to shove away. It was futile. Robby launched a few punches to the firm stomach. They lacked leverage and had little effect.

Robby's girlfriends had a look of fright as their "boy" was in a bad way. The male members of the audience cheered Sven on as did Patrick & Joey.

Sven rammed a hard knee lift into Robby's gut and he felt his victim relax a little. He raised a second and heard Robby let out a little moan. The strong Swede then drove an uppercutting fist to Robby's "glass belly" that knocked Robby's breath away. He sank to his knees. Sven then regripped Robby around the waist and heaved him straight up and over his back in a reverse suplex. Robby's shoulders and the back of his head impacted hard on the mats. Robby lay there dazed and Sven dropped a knee to Robby's gut. Robby curled and hugged his middle.

Sven then decided to show off a bit. He scooped up Robby in a crotch slam powered him back down to the mats. The ring shook as Robby was deposited back to it. Sven Dropped his body weight into an elbow that crushed into Robby's lean chest. Sven decided to give Robby's gut another shot and sat on Robby's chest and drove a few well placed jabs to Robby's soft belly meat. Robby gasped as the boy's knuckles were digging in deep. He whipped up both his legs and locked them around Sven's head and pulled him down as he locked on his leg scissors.

Sven slapped and pried at Robby's legs to no avail. His smooth face was a picture of pain as it grew redder and redder. Sven lurched his whole body up and down. Robby had to struggle to maintain his scissors hold. The referee asked Sven if he was ready to throw in the towel. Sven shouted out with his strong accented voice, "NOT SUBMITTING!" Sven had wiggled and flopped just enough to get close enough to raise his foot to touch the bottom of one of the ropes. The referee called for Robby to release the hold and he reluctantly complied.

Robby no sooner released the hold than he attacked again. Robby was tired and sweating but he was not about to allow this tough newcomer go on the offensive again. Sven was struggling to his knees when Robby came in with a severe kick to his muscular back. Sven was thrown to the ropes. Kneeling, his chest lay against the middle rope. Robby then leapt up and came down on Sven's back with his butt! Sven's chest was driven hard into the cord. Robby drilled the Swede's kidney area with a hard punch. Sven grunted out on pain.

Robby grabbed two fistfuls for hair and spun Sven around letting go sending the newbie hurtling backward into the turnbuckles. Sven's back hit hard and he sagged down a little. Robby grinned. He knew he had Sven beat. He came running in for the kill. Sven considered ducking and allowing Robby to skewer himself on the ring post. But Robby had dodged that maneuver once before. Sven decided to leap out and catch Robby as he charged. Robby was totally unprepared as Sven flung a hard driving shoulder into his midsection. Sven felt Robby slump under his shoulder and heard Robby whoosh out his breath.

The two boys crashed to the mats with Sven landing flush atop Robby. Sven laid over Robby's chest and the referee dropped and counted, "One..Two.." Robby reached down for some inner strength reserves and kicked out just as the Ref's hand was about to slap the mats a third time.

Sven had missed the pin but he was buoyed by his success. Now it was he who took a fistful of hair. He pulled the still winded Robby to his feet and Irish whipped him to the turnbuckles. Sven wanted to crush Robby just as he hit so he followed in fast. Robby saw the corner fast approaching. He used all his skill and instinct to leap up. He caught the top ropes and raised his legs. Since Sven was charging so close behind he had no time to react. For a brief moment he saw the ring post with no Robby in front of it. Then...WHAM! Sven smashed his own chest into the turnbuckles at full speed!

Robby planted his feet on the middle rope. He turned and saw Sven fall backward spread eagle below the ring post he had just crushed himself into. Robby quickly got to the top rope and leapt. Sven saw the falling form but it was too late. Robby planted his elbow off the top rope perfectly into Sven's sternum. Sven's body jerked as pain racked it. His wind was driven from him. Robby reached down and hooked his leg. The referee dropped and counted , "One...Two...Three!" Robby stood as the bell rang. The ring announcer came on, "Here is your winner, by pinfall...ROBBY!"

Just as at his introduction, the female fans cheered wildly and the male fans booed loudly. Robby shot a sly grin at a particularly attractive girl that had caught his eye earlier. He winked and she blushed. He knew she would be his that evening! Robby then turned back to Sven as Patrick and Joey were helping him up. Robby walked over and stood over Sven as he was getting up. He sort of pushed Joey aside and offered his own hand to Sven. Sven looked disappointed, he was, but he accepted the hand and Robby smiled as he pulled Sven up and into a friendly hug. "Nice match you gave me Sven. I thought you had me there for a while." Sven appreciated the compliment and at last smiled. He was experienced enough to know that you did not win every match. He returned the compliment, "Thank you Robby, You deserved to win ..THIS TIME. Maybe we have a rematch and maybe next time I amwinning?" Again, Robby laughed at Sven's strange choice of words. He rubbed his sore stomach that Sven had worked over and said, "Sven the way you fight you could beat almost anyone on any given day. You have nothing to be ashamed of."

The crowd cheered at the good display of sportsmanship as the four boys left the ring. Robby whispered to the cute chick that had caught his eye when and where to meet him. She turned and giggled to her friends. Sven wondered if all the wrestlers were lucky enough to get such "perks".