Tuesday, July 26, 2016

water skiing elephant , need i say more.

3-13-2012- the day of the great arm wrestling tournament
       
        it was just the other day in the doctors office the doctor had just came into the examining room and asked me if i wanted to arm wrestle. he is new to me but not to the world as he does look like he had been around a little. definitely had the edges wore off and was greatly undersized compared to me who was the only other person in the room. to my further amazement he tells me he is going to win. im beginning to think do i really want a doctor who is just plan down right stupid to try me like that , but figured it all to be a hoax and laughed at his remarks in a positive you really don't want to go there doc look. 
      i proceeded to tell him that i had arm wrestled professionally at seaworld at geauga lake in aurora , ohio in about 1977. he started asking me about how to do it and what the technique was all about. i mentioned to him , it was all about the jump after you start. you need to anticipate the start to get the jump on the other guy hopefully sending him into a downward spiral. and that it is possible to comeback and win with sheer strength but you need to try and avoid getting down at all. 
      the first guy i was up against was huge , since i was over 220 lbs, i was considered heavyweight. xxl . is the term but it also put me in there with the really huge guys weighing 350 400 pounds. a chunka chunk. twice the arms of myself and i am a fairly large person and at the time was working in a feed mill slinging sacks of grain for a living. would be nothing to tote around 20 tons of feed per day . stack it and load on customer trucks . also in the bars around my hometown i had never been beaten at arm wrestling , winning some drinking money at the bars with my arm. i felt as if i stood a chance. this first guy wiped up the floor with me. it was over so fast i just stood there and shook my head. 
        the second guy got up and since it was double elimination i had to lose twice. i wasn't about to and this time i had a better idea what to do. and since this wasn't his first competition he knew better to as he lost once before also. he was a formidable opponent . as after we started it see sawed back and forth , as both of us had determination to win. he had just about pinned me and i got my second wind and started bringing it back to the crowds approval . this spurred me on.  as well as the news photographer was getting his tv camera out and was taking closeups of the action getting in my face as i strained to take him over the top. there was no down hill slide either as he was giving up ever so reluctantly . but the crowd cheered me on and somewhere i dug up enough energy to put him away. and the crowd cheered at his demise. life was good.
         well the producer of the event said it was going to be a couple of hours till i wrestled again having won. so if i wanted to i could check out things on the grounds. well i never saw a killer whale , so i went and watched shamu as he did his stunts and just wondered all over sea world being amazed at every corner by aquariums , and happenings. i was in need of some relaxation as everything including going back wrestling were starting to overwhelm me. i decided to lean up against a fence much like in the first picture. it was in the shade and i never quite looked at what was on the other side of the fence. i didn't till it sent its appendage out seeking me and wrapped itself around my foot and tugged. i looked down and there was this grey thing wrapped around my foot . i about lost it high stepping out of there and looking back to see what it was as it disappeared under  the fence. thinking it was some kind of snake or something. 
        when i looked back over the fence , i could see clearly who the aggressor was . it was a baby elephant. it was as cute as it could be . would have loved to take it home but im sure it wouldn't fit in vw seat , and my girlfriend was already jealous of the attention i was spending on this gentle giant. i would scratch his head and he showered his attention back to me. soon some guy came around the corner and says in rough tone. remember he is a wild animal. and disappears as quickly as he appeared. after awhile the elephant wandered off as my mind did too, wondering what his purpose was there. 
       well it didn't take to much wondering as i went on to the next show and was sitting there and heard an announcement for bertha the skiing elephant. and sure enough but who would appear on a set of water pontoons to look like skis but bertha the baby elephant as she whizzed by me at my vantage point along  side the lake. she looked scared and apprehensive about whole water skiing thing as she did circles and such. it only lasted about 10 minutes but was glad to see her make it back to shore . i could only imagine how unbelievably horrible it would be for a baby elephant to slip off the skis in front of a crowd. imagine it would scare her being in the water. but then again i hear elephants can swim , and aren't afraid of water unless a crocodile is there. 
        this all served to take my mind off the next match as again i was up against the first guy . the same one who had beat me so pitifully the first time. what a draw. oh well eventually if i was going to win would have to beat him or the guy that beats him also, so might as well get with it. 
       slap a diaper  on this guy and he would remind you of one of those sumo wrestlers from japan. this time around he was huffing and puffing , in an apparent attempt to psyche me out . it worked as i stood there wondering if he was going to blow up when the match started.  again it was over before i knew it. well so ended my professional career as a arm wrestler.
         and this doctor is going to beat me he says. i kinda think he is prescribing himself way to much testosterone, and it is beginning to get him in trouble. don't know as to who is treating who here sometimes. but would hope that it was just an attempt at humor to offset the seriousness of the situation. then again, maybe the old fart is feeling his oats.  
      




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