With regards to professional wrestling, did anybody really NOT try this at home?

[Corporate CockSnogger]

Or at school, or in the street or wherever?

Wrestling just seems so easy for kids to imitate.

Me and my friends between the ages of around 10-14 used to beat the shit out of each other using wrestling moves all the time.

We used to dive off of these mobile buildings in the school yard and full on elbow drop or frog splash people. One of the more athletic kids used to do moonsaults and I'm pretty sure the daft bastard broke his arm doing it one time.

We'd get the lids off tins of biscuits and twat the piss out of each other with them because they didn't really hurt much but were really loud and sounded painful.

Genuinely thought I'd broken some kids neck one time when I gave him a "Cross Rhodes" that he wasn't expecting. Dunno, Cody Rhodes didn't exist then though so dunno what the move was called. Maybe I invented it.

When I ripped ligaments in my ankle one time, I was targeted even more. This brick shithouse of a lad got me in an ankle lock and I was in fucking agony until I enzirugi'd the bellend. Think we both got detention for that one.

Dunno. Tell me about the stuff you very intentionally tried at home as a kid.

[Theo Dious]

I definitely hit my brother with clotheslines, ddts, piledrivers, powerslams, perfect-plexes, atomic drops, dropkicks, and I definitely pulled off a powerbomb once (onto a bed, but still.) He was more of a brawler so he never hit anything interesting on me, though he did accidentally invent the pedigree at one point. Thing is that we were actually conscious of not hurting each other while doing so.

[Razzamajazz]

my friend had a trampoline in his yard and we would do shit like that all the time. i used to give him pedigrees and he would jump off his roof to do splashes

[Cool King]

Me, my brother and his friends all used to do it as kids.

We even had our own little "Federation", with names, titles, gimmicks and storylines. We didn't really hurt each other though, we made sure we didn't. We didn't "wrestle" in back gardens though as parents would see us. We always used to just find some big grass area to do it all at. Usually we'd go to a school, climb over the fence as it was usually Saturday we would do it all, and "wrestle" on the grass.

Me and my friends used to do it at school too but whenever the school nurse would walk past, (she would patrol the playground) we would stop what we were doing.

Me and some friends did hurt each other though. Me and my best friend at the time had a "first cry match" in our friends garden where we just beat the tar out of each other, and it was just like a first blood match, but instead, whoever cried first due to the pain would lose.

Good times.

[Emperor Smeat]

Once applied the Lion Tamer to a cousin who didn't think that type of move could really hurt in real life.

Did a Jackknife powerbomb to another cousin into a box stuffed with pillows. The box itself completely ripped apart and was also the best powerbomb I ever pulled off.

Got knocked out for a few seconds once by my younger sister because of a jumping pedigree.

[CSL]

had a backyard fed that was pretty over at school, we'd get decent little crowds for our shows that would take place on a friend's front garden, I'd book the shows and do the music (made my best friend at the time "World champion" and booked myself to beat him for the belt obvs although I did drop it straight back to him "the following week") The friend's mom was never home weekends so we'd run the shows, tape them and then basically have a big piss-up afterwards. Did some stupid stuff with fire, blood etc but it was mostly daft, harmless stuff for our own amusement. Even Russo'd a match and promoted it as "real", took polls around school about who was going to win and so on and had a silly amount of people show up to watch two guys kick fuck out of each other for 15 minutes. Used to get neighbours, strangers and so forth doing unscripted run-ins when our "top heel faction" would be beating somebody down because they thought a bunch of kids were just twatting somebody on some geezers front lawn.

[CSL]

some kid was once kicking the back of my ankles on the way to French when I was about 13 and I tried to superkick him right in front of the "head of department", who didn't enjoy it. Broke a drawing board in half over my "world champion" friends head in technology when the teacher left the room and put the remains in my folder and took them home so he wouldn't find out, class popped. Used to pick one kid up in a suplex/jackhammer position and just walk around with him on the playground. Countless nWo style beatdowns of random unfortunate people in PE lessons, usually concluding with the one Indian kid (who I'd go onto train with a few years later/is one of my best friends) getting a bit excited and usually hitting somebody with a hockey stick or something. He'd stick pins in his head and make Cactus Jack noises in random classes also.

[CSL]

once basically took an English lesson hostage when a bunch of us including some guys who weren't even in the class from said backyard fed showed up in a classroom and moved all the tables into a square shape and started a Royal Rumble in the middle.

[Poit]

made my best friend at the time "World champion" and booked myself to beat him for the belt obvs

And you're a fan of Kevin Nash, you say?

[CSL]

guided by Big Kev from day 1 http://www.tpwwforums.com/images/icons/icon10.gif

[CSL]

when the 24/7 hardcore title rule was on TV, we'd go and film random skits on trains/in public places. Once filmed about 5 title changes on the train ride from Wolverhampton to Telford in the station and on the train. Even title changes that occurred whilst pissed up drinking cider over the park on weekends (we were classy individuals) counted. Although we always made sure the title was back on one guy by the end of the next show because he was doing the Kurt Angle "crying when he wins" gimmick so he'd do that even when winning the title for the 26th time. I'm still one half of the tag champs technically, Bruno's got shit on my 12/13 year reign.

[Evil Vito]

<font color=goldenrod>In like 1999 my best friend from elementary school gave me the Pedigree . Knees slammed full impact into the ground. Couldn't even straighten out my right leg for a few hours due to the excruciating pain that shot through my knee when it wasn't in a bent position.</font>

[Corporate CockSnogger]

once basically took an English lesson hostage when a bunch of us including some guys who weren't even in the class from said backyard fed showed up in a classroom and moved all the tables into a square shape and started a Royal Rumble in the middle.

Lol yessss, improv'd royal rumbles/general mass brawls would always break out in random lessons in school. Arrange a bunch of tables in a square and throw people over them to eliminate them. Of course people stuck to the "rules" for all of 2 minutes before just jumping back in.

I remember spearing some skinny lad who was standing on one of the tables right out of the "ring" and into a bunch of lockers and getting a huge "pop"

[Corporate CockSnogger]

A group of us had made a bunch of title belts in Design & Tech class. I held the "world title" for fucking ages. Loads of unscripted matches in the school yard. Nobody could pin me or stop my spear.

Then one day these two meathead scally lads decided they wanted the belt but instead of just legit taking it from me they actually challenged me to a "sanctioned match". Handicapped match. It was around the time Stone Cold went against Taker and Kane so I accepted thinking I was a mad bastard. They basically threw me around for a bit while I got in a few reversal suplexes. Didn't want to do anything too bad to them in case they got out of the good nature of it all and legit beat the shit out of me lol. They never did actually pin me and it never lasted more than one lunch break.

[Lock Jaw]

As a kid, played with my brothers, had our own "federation" and "rasslers". I was always Sting, Bret Hart, or my own creation whose name I forget, but he was really an FBI Agent undercover trying to uncover some conspiracy.

We never really did moves on each other though, we would just really fake connect, or just verbally say "Now I suplex you" or something.

In high school things got more real. My friends and I used to knife edge chop each other for real. Also got put in the sharpshooter a few times, really painful.

[CSL]

Lol yessss, improv'd royal rumbles/general mass brawls would always break out in random lessons in school. Arrange a bunch of tables in a square and throw people over them to eliminate them. Of course people stuck to the "rules" for all of 2 minutes before just jumping back in.

I remember spearing some skinny lad who was standing on one of the tables right out of the "ring" and into a bunch of lockers and getting a huge "pop"

lol yup, was completely acceptable amongst our group of friends to randomly try and throw somebody over a bush or gate whilst walking down the street, as long as you shouted "Royal Rumble" first

[CSL]

the crying Kurt Angle kid (notice his name is Matt Gingarac, like Mark Jindrak only his real name is Matthew and he's ginger. Genius)

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the first 50 odd seconds of the "real" match

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the chair used in this vid was stolen from a Chinese takeaway around the corner from "the venue" when one night, four of us literally just ran in and took it because weeks before somebody went to get some chicken balls and noticed they had legit steel chairs in their. And the clock that detonates over the black guy's head about 30 seconds in was on my kitchen wall for about 10 years before that :(

[KIRA]

I hit the Flatliner(before I even saw it on my friend reversing his Bottom smacked his forehead on edge of a couch knocked him colder than a polar bears toenails.

We also hit the 3d on this kid cause he was being a dick to my mother he landed on a spot that was just cushy enough but still hurt like a bastard to smack into face first.

[Tom Guycott]

Funny how, as kids, we were smarter to the business than we realised.

A few of the kids around my neighborhood would go to the local rec center and occasionally, we'd wrestle. One room was used as a Tae Kwan Do dojo, so we'd pretend the mat was the ring. Without really noticing it, we were calling spots (albeit we were calling them by being the broadcast announcer of our own match... "oh, no, here comes the clothesline" "oh, but he ducked it!") A person not involved in the match was a ref, though they only usually just called falls or took a ref bump for an illegal run in. And pretty much everybody sold everything. Punches, slams, chairshots (back when a single shot = out cold). Hell, a friend of mine pulled the "brass knuckes" out of his pants once (it was really a comb, but he turned his back, pulled it out all slow and was all like "oh, what's he doing! He's pulling brass knux while the ref's not looking!")

Also, most of us had sense enough not to work stiff. It was more "if I drop this guy on his head, he'd get mad and this would turn into a real fight". Piledrivers were the most telegraphed and gingerly planted with the person giving them usually hurting themselves to the recieving kid didn't get his head cracked. Nobody slung anyone down like a flour sack on a powerbomb. I got a sore shoulder quite a bit because I loved throwing Perfect Plexes (really ugly ones though I'm sure... but I was super protective of people's heads. I would get low and pretty much back somersault, and I took most the pressure of the landing/rolling on my right shoulder.)

In fact, the only thing any of us really got hurt with were submissions, because it was hard to gauge how far was too far to stretch, and each of us had a varied threshold of pain tolerance. Some people would scream "I give" from a simple full nelson, and on the other end, I would never give my older brother the satisfaction of tapping to a deep Scorpion Deathlock that hurt like a sonofabitch. I let people pin me all the time, but never gave in to submissions.

Also, anything top rope (read: off a chair) was either Superfly Splash or Macho Man's elbow. No exceptions. And you knew which one was coming by how they posed before they jumped. And again, the jumper took all the impact.. nobody ever just dead weighted themselves onto the target.

Point is, it was all in fun, and for the most part everyone took everyone else's safety into account. Granted, it was mostly fear of a) a legit fight breaking out and b) getting in trouble from adults if somone got seriously hurt. But we absolutely tried it at home. And it was fun.

[SlickyTrickyDamon]

It was us that made them have to say not to do this at hime.

[Shadrick]

DDP should be paying me royalties with the amount of Diamond Cutters I've dispensed in my lifetime.

Austin as well.

[Shadrick]

A group of us had made a bunch of title belts in Design & Tech class. I held the "world title" for fucking ages. Loads of unscripted matches in the school yard. Nobody could pin me or stop my spear.

Then one day these two meathead scally lads decided they wanted the belt but instead of just legit taking it from me they actually challenged me to a "sanctioned match". Handicapped match. It was around the time Stone Cold went against Taker and Kane so I accepted thinking I was a mad bastard. They basically threw me around for a bit while I got in a few reversal suplexes. Didn't want to do anything too bad to them in case they got out of the good nature of it all and legit beat the shit out of me lol. They never did actually pin me and it never lasted more than one lunch break.

I want to challenge you for that title. Right now.

[#BROKEN Hasney]

Only a couple of times, because I was the stiffest worker of all time accidentally and had to reel it in. Since I was close to 6 foot at 12, I gorilla pressed slammed someone which was supposed to be in the bushes, but missed and hit the concrete.

Then I treid to throw someone "against the ropes" down a massive steep hill, but threw with such force that he kind of flew into the wall and knocked him out. His chest went blue.

[Asmo]

Used to 'wrestle' with the neighbour a lot. We've had iron-man (30 minutes), no-DQ, I Quit, Strap, and even a reverse-ladder matches, where the objective would be to place the belt on a really high hook in a room, or even another flat. Good memories. He was way taller / bulkier than me, so i ended up playing a Spike Dudley-esque gimmick who would be a smashing bag, but never give up.

All our slams, powerbombs, and suplexes would be on beds / sofas. I was fascinated by submission wrestling, and used everything, ranging from the boston crab, to the figure four, and the sharpshooter. Obviously, the neighbour would 'let' me do it.

In school, we formed a faction, and the school bus was the ring. Storylines included betrayals, jumping from one faction to another, swerves, and elaborate promos. Not too much of actual wrestling though.

I guess all of us knew how wrestling 'worked' as kids. Just that we didn't believe that what we did was the actual execution.

That being said, i did make a kid cry once by putting him in the sharpshooter in the school bus. He was thinner and smaller than me, and a year or two younger. Got in to a lot of shit for that. Deservedly so.

[Heisenberg]

I knocked my friend out with a chair during my senior year pep rally. He was dressed as the opposing QB and I ran out from the crowd to The Rock's theme music WWF Vol. 4 version, and he sold it pretty well, because I actually hit him in the head when he was supposed to put his hands up.

This same friend and I also collided during a lunch match and I have a scar on top of my head from where his tooth drove into my big vein up there and there was so much blood that one of my friends threw up from the site. I enjoyed ppl's faces as they saw mine so I was ok.

[Volare]

Backyard, in my house at my buddies house, hell I even made the championship belts out of 24pk Miller Lite boxes that my mom n dad used. :lol:

[el bobbo]

I remember being a Freshman in high school and playing on the football team. One of the coaches powerbombed a kid. That was pretty cool.

But yeah, when we were younger we'd pool in cash, get a PPV, then try out all the moves on each other.

[Heisenberg]

I miss the pool thing with PPVs, circa 1999-2002 High School years.

[el bobbo]

I miss the pool thing with PPVs, circa 1999-2002 High School years.

Those were good times. Nowadays, my friend knows the people who own this shitty dive bar and we watched Wrestlemania there. But for the other PPVs, it's all stream baby.

[Heisenberg]

Used to go to a bar that let us in on Sundays for PPVs, we had to sit in the non-Alcoholic section, but they always charged nothing and asked kindly to at least buy a drink or some wings and stuff.

I have been so out of touch with that since settling down. I don't even know if places show PPVs besides UFC anymore.

[Theo Dious]

DDP should be paying me royalties with the amount of Diamond Cutters I've dispensed in my lifetime.

Austin as well.

I don't think you know how royalties work.

[Disturbed316]

Yeah, almost every lunch time when I was 15/16. Got knockout once after taking a chokeslam onto grass, woke up after 15 minutes out and went and took a science test, remember being groggy as shit. Got my own back by pedigree-ing them onto a baking tray, busted him wide open.

For some reason my favourite manoeuvre was a Texas Cloverleaf.

[Shadrick]

I don't think you know how royalties work.

I was being hyperbolic, as well as jocular lol

[Mongo Lloyd]

I don't think you know how royalties work.

I don't think you get jokes

[XL]

We used to have mass brawls on the fields at school when we were around 15. I remember giving a friend the Rock Bottom in the summer and the ground was solid. Also dished out a fair few ankle locks.

Think we used to fuck about at my friends houses too.

[Curd]

I never did but am excited by your stories. Fun times!

[Swiss Ultimate]

Buddy of mine used to stun random people at school. They always walked away unharmed and completely confused about what just happened.

[voncouch]

There was a finish to a match, I think on Clash of the Champions, where one guy sat on the top rope and drove his opponent's head to the mat with his knee. I tried this on my brother on my mom's waterbed. Drove his tooth through his lip and sent him to the hospital. My mom took away wrestling from both of us for about a month.

Me, my brother, my best friend and his brother would do moves on each other all the time. Usually submission moves like the Liontamer, Crossface, Texas Cloverleaf, etc. We had an old refrigerator box and we would basically take turns getting in the box and letting the other three beat the shit out of us. Once when my friend was in it we had a rhythm of me hitting him with a chair, my brother dropping an elbow, me hitting him with the chair again and his brother taking a running leap over his sofa for a splash. Kept that rhythm up for about two or three minutes: chair, elbow, chair, splash, chair, elbow, chair, splash.

My brother and I had a mattress in our back room that we would do matches on. Once a kid came over that had a few years and inches on us and was roughing us up. He climbed onto a chair (our top rope) and it snapped, dropping him balls-first on a hunk of wood. He hit the ground and I jumped on him for a quick 3 count.

So many memories. Luckily we weren't crazy/dumb enough to do anything too stupid (thumbtacks, barbed wire, blood, light tubes, etc) like I've seen with some backyard fed videos. There were bumps and bruises, but the worst that ever happened was when my brother busted his lip from above. Even from that we learned to be smarter and more careful. It was mostly just kids being kids, screwing around and testing our limits.

[voncouch]

I don't think you know how royalties work.

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[el bobbo]

One time during wrestling practice a kid was hanging from the basketball net and I speared him. That was pretty cool.

[BigCrippyZ]

One time I, err... I mean, my friend fucked a corpse. I, err... he also shit in some hot girl's bag.

[XL]

Forgot about hitting a picture-perfect, full impact Spear on a friend on a bouncy castle whilst at uni. Good times.

[MoFo]

lul

This little fat bastard neighbour had a kennel that looked similar to Hell in a Cell but was barely 4 feet across. Pedigreed him into some dog shit :lol:

Used to rip off rasslers names "Cactus Jake"

[Tazz Dan]

I have never tried this at home, or any other place.



:shifty:

[NoJabbaNoBogRoll]

I used to Last Ride people into soft furniture all the time.