Red

Walk up to the table

Tell them my name

They look at me

They look at my opponent

"Red" they tell me

Walk to the center of the mat

Put on the red anklet

Turn to my coach

"Lets get a win" he says

I nod

Step on the line

Deep breath

Shake her hand

Whistle blows

Handfighting

She's pissed off

Now she's smacking my face

This is taking forever

She won't make a move

But I can't shoot

I've convinced myself I can't

She shoots

Finally

Sprawl

Easy money

But she's got my leg

And my balance is off

The countdown is about to start

Short time

My coach is yelling "Spin! Spin!"

Takedown

One second left on the clock

Whistle blows

End of first period

Score: 3-0

That was too close

Coin flip

Green

She defers

I automatically look to my coach

He says down

I agree

I've been good on bottom today

I signal to the ref bottom and set myself on the lines

"Set?" 

I nod

She gets on 

The whistle blows

Again

Four finger control

But she drives my head to the mat

Flattens me out

I build my base

Get my feet under me

Stand up

She's not strong enough to slam me

I could slam her though

I cut away

Escape

More handfighting

She's still smacking my face

She shoots again 

I'm gassed

But I sprawl

And get the takedown

But I can't keep her down

And she escapes

I really hate handfighting this girl

She's mean

I don't think I would like her outside of my life

Short time

Countdown

Whistle blows

End of period two

Score: 7-1

It's her turn to choose

She chooses neutral 

I wouldn't have done that if I was her

Toe on the line

Whistle Blows

God I hate hand fighting this girl

She tries to headlock me

I just finished wrestling a headlock champ

Does she really think that's going to work

It doesn't

But she tries again

And this time I let her

Its not a good one

I pop her arm over my head easily

Takedown

But I'm one hundred percent exhausted by now

I can't keep the control

She gets a reversal

But she's not great on top

I pin her tricep to the mat and swim out

Gathering her hips

Reversal

My nose goes straight into her head

Red 

Dripping everywhere

All over her

I see it 

She sees it

Finally the ref sees it 

My coach meets me at the table

Paper towel

Then the dreaded nose plug

I hate those things

Blood time is stopped

Now cleanup

Red all over my arm and face

Red all over her arm

Eight seconds on the clock

I wish I had a little more time

Coach cleans the mat

And we're called back to center

As she sets herself up again she sees more blood

Coach comes back to clean it up

And I find the camera 

I grin

My energy is back 

I'm really wishing I had a few more seconds on the clock

She's set

I'm on top

Eight seconds

The count down person is ready

Whistle blows

I bulldoze her

Not enough time to get the pin

Whistle blows

End of the match

Final score: 12-3

Take the red anklet off

Walk back to the line

Shake her hand

She's pissed off

My hand is raised

A win

My record: 7-8

3rd place