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newcaptainofsquad9 · 2 years ago

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The Lady’s Man~Becky Lynch x fem! reader

Pairing: Becky Lynch x reader

Genre: Romance, fluff

Summary: After spending close time with Becky during your time as tag team duos, she starts to dress differently, something not only the fans pick up on but you along with Becky’s competition for the Smackdown Women’s championship too.

Writer’s Note: First and foremost, I’m sorry about not updating a certain fic yet (The Astrid, Crazy Rich Asians one. I’m still working on it!) or just writing a lot on here in general. Depression has its hooks sunk deep and work has been draining me more than usual but here I am. One of the things that has helped me lots is wrestling, haven’t watched it since I was a young teen and wow, it’s like interacting with an old friend again. One thing that I’ve also noticed is how much the women on the roster are hot and why I liked them so much. The gay awakening was real. Anyway, hope you enjoy my first wrestling fic!

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You were classy. If you were to partake in feuds or clap-backs, you kept it high-brow and let your skills in the ring do most of the talking. That was part of your character: Lady Y/N, here to bring back beauty and class to the WWE, an exhausting effort to get through with your in ring abilities instead of full on trash talking. That being said, you did have your moments where you popped off on the mic, especially when Damage Ctrl was involved.

You came face to face with Bayley, Dakota Kai and Iyo Sky tonight; the people of the crowd roaring and chanting, “My Lady” once your music hit and you came strutting toward the ring.

“Aw, here she comes!” Bayley yelled. She pointed off around the crowd and continued to mouth off“Shut up! We’re the top ladies here you heathens.”

“Bayley, all this crying isn’t gonna get you anywhere,” you said. You entered the ring, smiling at the audience, waved and aimed a few kisses at the people, swooning them in the process. “Didn’t Becky and I beat Iyo and Dakota last week and didn’t you lose your championship to Charlotte at the Rumble last week?”

Bayley nodded eagerly, smile plastered on her face.

“Yeah! Lady yeah! I did y/n! But who’s been a champion at all? Me! Not you! Some lady you are!” Bayley exclaimed while laughing and nodding to her Damage Ctrl sidekicks. “Maybe, if you’re nice to us tonight, I can bring you in the spotlight on my Ding Dong Hello show next week. Well, just you and not your man.”

You cocked up an eyebrow at the mention of “your man”, right when the WWE universe all “oooooed” all at once. It was some sort of joke you weren’t in on, yet you caught yourself with a sly grin and went back in on Bayley.

“My man? You making up delusions now, huh, Ms. Role-model?” you said.

Bayley scoffed then let out a snort while turning to Dakota and Iyo. The crowd seemed to react as well, chanting “The Man” over and over.

Oh. Becky, that was who Bayley was referring to. She called herself the man, didn’t mean she was your “man.” Right? And Bayley is totally wrong, the WWE Universe did have their bright moments but they didn’t dictate who did or didn’t belong to you. Especially Becky Lynch. She was your friend and tag team partner. Period. Nothing more, nothing less.

“Please, you might be able to fool these idiots!” Bayley yelled. She gestured to the audience before continuing. “But you can’t fool me and the heart eyes she gives you! Have you even seen her new merch?”

Now you knew Bayley made up insults and material on the fly but you really had no idea what she was talking about. Before you could wrap your head around it or throw your own comment back at her, Becky’s music hit, sending the arena along with Damage Ctrl into a frenzy.

“Aww, now look who you’ve spawned!” Bayley groaned. “How dare you idiots speak of The Man!”

The combination of the loud music, the crowd and Bayley’s irritating yells swirled into a cacophony of noise that left you frozen while you watched your fiery headed partner (tag of course) rush out, all smiles and cockiness under her black shades. It’s like what Bayley alluded too, her outfit and merch was different: instead of wearing her flashy, “Bex” shirt underneath her leather jacket, Becky sported a new shirt with blocky letters reading “The Lady’s Man.”

Your heart skipped a bit at the display; being around Becky was already complex, she just made it twenty times harder. She trotted down to you on your frozen spot in front of the ring, eyes obscured by her shades until she lifted them.

“You called?” Becky asked. She aimed her words at Bayley and the entire WWE Universe, but it felt as if she was just talking to you.

Becky stepped closer toward you, rearranged your hair a little before placing the shades on your head.

“This Ok?” she asked. “Don’t want to mess up your hair, but I just couldn’t resist.”

Her Irish accent always had an effect on you but how low it was when she whispered, with her gesture of the shades left you flabbergasted longer.

“Hey! Flirt on your own time!” Bayley said. She pointed at Becky, who chuckled. “This is between me and your Lady!”

“Woah, woah, woah! You know Y/N and I are a team, like you and your Ctrl clique,” Becky explained. She brought an arm around your shoulder, patting the spot in an attempt to bring you back from your stump. “The Man always defends her lady. Dare I say, she’s got a better chance at Charlotte for the Smackdown women’s championship than you!”

Becky’s words got your chest to flare; you nodded along however, smiling a bit too big as words of your own bubbled up from your throat.

“The Man’s got a valid point though, what do you say, Role-model?” you said.

Bayley guffawed.

“Sure! Yeah right, like she would--” Bayley said. She was cut off by the crowd chanting your name over and over, angering her yet again. “Shut up! You idiots don’t know anything! Y/N can’t even compete with Dakota or Iyo, let alone me!”

Becky cocked her head back, as if her fellow horsewoman’s words struck her face on. She turned toward you, mouthing a “can you believe this?” You just rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“Bayley, keep spouting this nonsense and maybe I’ll have to kick your ass again,” Becky said. She brought you closer, close enough to hook her arm around your waist. “Or! We could take care of Kai and Iyo and they can defend those tag titles for once! Jeez! Those things have been collecting dust!”

You found yourself smiling more as the heat built up your chest. Becky and you only teamed up due to being a great match against Fire and Desire, along with other amazing women in the division but to suggest you both challenge Damage Ctrl? It was a commitment to what you two could do together, although, it wasn’t as grand as Becky proclaiming herself “your man”, was it the direction Triple H wanted or was it something more?

“No way!” Bayley growled. “I mean, they’re the greatest bunch of the womens division they don’t need to prove a thing!”

Iyo Sky and Dakota nodded, a little too swiftly with conflicting emotions pouring through; you picked up on them immediately.

“You sure Bayley? They seem scared. Let’s ask them, folks! Iyo? Dakota? Are you afraid to take on Becks and I? Maybe to even put the titles on the line too?”

The WWE Universe erupted in another fit of chants: you made it out to be them calling Damage Ctrl cowards over and over again. Becky chuckled and pulled you close while Iyo and Dakota went over what was going on with Bayley off mic. It looked as if Iyo and Dakota were trying to talk their leader out of it, you felt quite terrible for them and how the crowd began to drown them out with the noise.

“All right! Quiet you idiots!” Bayley shouted. She gestured for the WWE universe to calm down more, leaving mummers among the crowd and stands. “They’ll accept the challenge, next week!”

You didn’t expect them to accept so quick, believing them to think it over throughout the week or maybe go back and forth with Becky on Twitter(usually ending up with you mediating).

“Yes!” Becky cheered. “We got this, lass.”

You could only nod, lost in the feeling of opportunity: white noise of the crowd and a tingling feeling that warped down your chest toward your belly. A title shot for the first time in your career, with Becky. Becky freaking Lynch.

The thought kept up its constant ringing in your head, even after you escaped the effervescent noise the WWE universe were known to cause. You managed to reach your personal locker room before a hand grabbed your wrist--the action forced you to tense up, thinking it was Bayley or Damage Ctrl.

“Whoa, lass, you all right?” Becky said. Concern clean on her face. “Is it OK if we talk?”

You nodded. Becky shut the door behind you, then proceeded to pace the space, back and forth like a blur of orange flame that flicked from one end of a candle to the next.

“It wasn’t your idea, was it?” you said, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

Becky froze, attention immediately on you.

“What?”

You let out a humorless laugh and motioned to her new T-shirt.

“The Lady’s Man? It was just a new way of introducing our tag team? Making it official, yeah? Or is it a new storyline that I’m not caught up with yet?” you asked. You pressed your fingers together and fidgeting them while continuing. “I-I just want to understand what all that was.”

“Lass--”

“Rebecca, please be honest with me,” you said. The emotion in your voice was sharp and firm.

Becky rushed over to you, taking your face in your hands.

“Breathe, y/n, I’ll explain, let me just sit you down, OK?” she said.

She led you to the folded chair you had set up by your cubby, helping you sit prior to her kneeling in front of you.

“It was my idea, and yeah Triple H and the people wanted to market it, thought it’d be a great thing to lead up to something amazing to do with the Tag titles,” Becky explained. She took your hand as she spoke, rubbing the knuckles and the underside of a few veins. “But under all of the bravado and what The Man means to me, there’s some truth to it. I really want to try and be your lady too. I-I like you, Y/N, I really do.”

The way Becky looked up at you almost made the emotions break from you, tears flooded your eyes, some spilling over to your dismay.

“Y/N, no, hun, don’t cry I--”

You cut Becky off with a kiss, meeting her halfway as your arms wrapped around her neck. Becky returned the kiss instantly, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you flush against her. A mini makeout session just about occurred. You pulled back (a little self conscious that you both were still in the arena aka work) but Becky lifted your chin up tenderly, planting a short yet passionate kiss to your lips once again.

“I love that desire, lass,” Becky whispered. “Does this mean we’re to be more than tag team champions in the future?”

You nodded. “That and we’ll have a lot more moments outside of Wrestlemania.”

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hussyknee · 4 months ago

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Two weeks ago, female wrestler Vinesh Phogat became the first woman from India to make the Olympic finals—and was promptly disqualified for being 100 grams overweight.

On August 9, Vinesh Phogat announced her retirement from the sport of wrestling in a post on X. After the previous day’s incidents, it was a message that many had been expecting.

Vinesh experienced the highest of highs at the Paris Olympics. She defeated an unbeaten Olympic champion wrestler who was considered not just the favourite in her weight division but across every weight division at the quadrennial event. She became the first Indian woman wrestler to reach an Olympic final. However, Vinesh also faced the lowest of lows at the Olympics. No one had ever reached an Olympic final only to be denied the chance to compete because they had failed to make weight on the day of the competition.

Vinesh had taken her case to the Court of Arbitration for Sport, seeking at least to be awarded a silver medal by virtue of reaching the final. If she had succeeded, she would have set a precedent, but, much to the disappointment of the nation, her appeal was turned down by the sole arbitrator, Annabelle Bennett.

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Vinesh has always been a fighter. Tragedy has followed her, yet somehow, against the odds, she has emerged victorious.

When she was nine, her father was shot dead by someone in her village, believed to be a mentally disturbed relative, just outside their front door. Her mother, a young widow, refused the custom of marrying her husband’s brother. She battled cancer single-handedly. Through it all, she raised a firebrand daughter, who refused to back down.

Her cousins, who grew up near her home, were the more famous girls of the family. Geeta and Babita were among the first to win gold at the Commonwealth Games. They had a movie made about them — Dangal — which made the ‘Phogat sisters’ iconic in Indian sports.

Vinesh didn’t feature in that movie. The events described in it took place too early in her career. But she wouldn’t be satisfied with being one of the Phogat sisters — she would become ‘The Phogat’ sister.

Talk to any of her peers .— and even some of her rivals in Indian wrestling – and there is, in some cases, grudging, genuine respect. She is considered the most instinctive and natural wrestler India has ever produced in women’s freestyle wrestling.

Her career is as much a highlight reel as anything out of a movie. No one in women’s wrestling compares. No Indian woman wrestler has won three Commonwealth gold medals as she did in 2014, 2018, and 2022. No one has won an Asian Games gold medal as she did in 2018. No one has won two World Championships medals as she did in 2019 and 2022.

The one medal missing from her collection is the Olympic medal — which she fought bitterly for.

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Vinesh has had terrible luck at the Olympics — the only competition that seems to matter to Indians. In 2016, she was one of the favourites in the Indian team before her knee was bent out of shape in the quarterfinals. In 2020, she was one of the world’s favourites to medal in the women’s 53kg weight class. Then, suddenly, a freak weight cut left her physically and psychologically broken, unable to coordinate her movements on the mat. She lost to a wrestler she had beaten comfortably just a month before. Now, in Paris, another poor weight cut left her at the lowest point of her wrestling career.

Her battles, though, haven’t been restricted to the mat. Perhaps the most significant one Vinesh has fought has been for the safety of young girls in the sport. In pursuing this fight, she took on one of the most powerful men in Indian sports — Brij Bhushan Sharan Singh.

When her rivals were preparing for the Olympics, Vinesh was fighting on the streets of New Delhi, where she, and few other fellow wrestlers, accused Brij Bhushan, a five-time member of parliament and the long-time president of the Wrestling Federation, of sexual harassment.

The longer she stayed on the streets, the slimmer her chances on the mat became. Yet, she continued to prioritise what she felt was right. In doing so, Vinesh showed the kind of courage almost uniformly lacking in most sportspersons in India. Most of them, as the saying goes, “crawl when asked to bend.” Vinesh’s spine has been ramrod straight. She had the courage to take on the system without caring about the consequences. She displayed it even though it cost her what she loved the most — the chance to wrestle.

Only when her protest was forced off the streets and entered the court did Vinesh finally get a chance to compete.

This article delves into her struggle to rein in her weight as the Olympic timeline unfolded. It's horrifying to read.

TW for fatphobia and people with eating disorders and body dysmorphia: fatphobia:

Even as she had been winning, Vinesh’s nutritionist had been nervously monitoring her food and fluid intake.

She had a celebratory glass of juice in the morning right after she had first made weight – 300 grams. She had another couple of litres of fluid to rehydrate herself before her bout - another 2000 grams of body weight gained. A couple of light snacks throughout the day to keep her energy up meant 700 grams more.

By the time Vinesh was done with her day’s competition, she weighed 52.7 kg.

August 7:

As the hours rolled into the night, it was clear that something had gone very wrong. After weeks of dehydration, the human body, once it gets rehydrated, simply refuses to give up water. Even urination becomes impossible.

Vinesh didn’t sleep all through the night of August 6. She was on the treadmill for six hours and in the sauna for another three. She didn’t consume a bite of food or drink a drop of water. Every few hours, she stood on a weighing scale. The numbers were getting smaller but not fast enough. In desperation, her coaches trimmed the elastic in the bottom of her costume. They thought of chopping her hair and then did it.

But the scale didn’t budge.

The function of weight classes is to prevent outsized mismatches in strength due to body mass and minimize injury. Pathologizing what is clearly water weight to this extent and subjecting athletes to this kind of psychological torture due to minute variables is simply making what is essentially a safety measure into a punitive arbitrary criteria that has huge implications for racialized fatphobia for female athletes and the reinforcement of toxic diet culture across the board. It's misogynistic, unscientific and fucked. This article goes into more detail about Phogat's career-long battle with her weight— a yo-yo of losing too much, and then too little. Indistinguishable from an eating disorder, only one imposed by the standards of international sports.

You will never convince me that a white athlete would have been disqualified in the lightest weight category for a weight less than a bar of soap. The disqualification retroactively places her dead last, which is added cruelty. The refusal to revise this and even award her a joint silver is just adding racist insult to racist injury.

Phogat spoke two days ago about her devastation at being disqualified by racism and fatphobia with a three page post on twitter.

And on top of all of this, because the Indian National Congress political party welcomed her with a road show that outshone the alt-right BJP's own planned welcome, the Hindutvas in her own country have launched a hate campaign against her.

This copy-paste has "disqualified in Rio 2016" trending on twitter. It's doubly cruel and fatphobic because she wasn't disqualified for being overweight, she sustained a knee injury.

After the witch hunt against Imane Khelif and Lin Yu-ting, I'm just so fucking done with the Olympics. The outsize importance of this competition is nothing but an anvil to break entire careers on and offers female athletes of colour on a platter for all the world's vultures.

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orcaoceanking · 1 year ago

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Main Characters:

⭐Shing (Neo) Yu

Asian. Half Chinese half Vietnamese. Male. Age:15 Height: 5'8 eyes:brown. hair:black birthday: July 16th.

Mild autism. Speech impediment stutters. Hard headed, gets mad and frustrated easily. Serious overprotective type of guy. Only let's his guard down with his close friends.

Struggles with academics. Has a scar above his eyebrow

Interests: wrestling, martial arts. Video games.

Parents

🌀Father: Guan Yu

Age: 40 height: 5'9

Strict father.

Martial arts teacher. Owns a training studio for his students. Wants his son to be the best. Named his son Neo from the matrix

🌀Mother :Kieu Vu

Age: 36 height: 5'2

Carefree loving mother. Owns a hair salon. Loves her children

⭐ Lisa (neos younger sister)

Age: 12 height: 4'5 eyes: hazel

Birthday: January 29

Interests: singing, dancing, cut fashion. Has a crush on Neo's close friend Raphael but he only sees her like a little sister. She likes to hang around the guys

⭐ Raphael (Raph) Johnson

Age 15 African American half Russian.

Height: 5'6 age:15 eyes:brown

Has a hard relationship with his father. Only child. His mother (Dariya) died when he was 10 in a shooting. She saved his life and he hid under her body. Remembers it everyday.

Interests: playing music. Guitar. Wants to be in a band. Likes to play songs with Neo's sister who likes to sing. Average grades.

🌀 Darrel Johnson

Age: 40. African American. Height: 6'1

Police officer. Strict on his son and enforces the laws. Single father. Wants his son to be successful and go to college and not focus on music as a career. Has a beef with Neo's dad Guan. They use to fight each other when they were teenagers over a girl Darrel's wife who died.

⭐Adrien Bartkowski

Height 6'1 age:15. Caucasian. polish.

Eyes: blue. Hair: curly brown.

The youngest child of 2 older sisters in college. They treat him like a little kid and spoil him. Very smart and intelligent. Academic scholar strives for success. Helps the guys with homework and even helps them cheat on test. Is a smooth talker. Very mature for his age. Level headed the leader of the group but also lacks the strength and energy. Lives with his father.

°Mary (20) goes to a nearby university studying Forensics.

°Ashley (23) lives in New York city works as a waitress lives with her boyfriend Tyler (25) who is a Store manager. She study to be nurse. Only comes visit family on the holidays.

Parents

Father

🌀Mandek Bartkowski

Age:45 height: 5'11

Works as a construction worker. Is good friends with Darrel they see each other and talk on lunch breaks.

Mandek likes to watch sports and TV. They get together with other guys on night out at bars and drink together.

Easy going father but also gets drunk a lot. Divorced from his wife Amelia.

🌀 Amelia

Age: 43 height: 5'7

Divorced her husband because he drinks too much they divorced 5 years ago. She lives in New Jersey close to Ashley. Works an office job. Lives alone with 2 cats and plants.

Other characters

Coach Charleston :

Neos wrestling coach gets on his ass about his grades and pushing him to reach state championship. Has a secret sexual relationship with a senior student.

Mr. Kline

Math teacher who doesn't care if his students cheat on their tests. Talks about how the education system is flawed and thinks it's better to work together then against each other and compete.

Principle Walker

African American. Age 42

Went to highschool with Darrel and Guan. Older than Guan and was on the wrestling team had a big rivalry.

Is a smart mouth talker. Finds any reason for Neo to get in trouble to have a talk with his dad and hurt his chances to compete.

Officer Chester

Age: 41 height 5'10

Darrel's police partner in crime. Often. Shows up at the school for anything. Gives Raph and the boys a ride sometimes. Taught them how to shoot a gun.

Otis:

Height: 5'9 eyes: green hair: black Neo's rival and enemy. Also trains with Neo's father on his off season in the summer time. Wants to prove he's better than Neo. Always gets under his skin. A player who flirts around with all the girls.

Mrs. Parry

Science teacher very passionate about her job tries to give the best advice she can to her students. Her husband Tyler Parry is a bartender at the local bar down the street from school. Their son Alex (12)

has a crush on Lisa

Alex Parry

Age:12 height:4'7 eyes: brown hair:brown

A trouble maker

Christina Tao

Height: 5'4

Female student having relationship with coach Charleston. A good person but also confused on what she wants to do in life. Doesn't really talk much to other people .

Tiffany Jenkins

Age: 15 Height 5'7 eyes: blue hair:red.

A ginger girl in competition with Adrien to be student council class president. A try to be know it all. Very sassy. Her two friends Jenny and Allison follow her to be class Queen.

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fortuna-majoris · 5 months ago

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This feeling is actually echoed by India also. The country filled with cricketers also gave birth to Mary Kom (Boxing), PV Sindhu (Badminton), Manu Bhaker (shooting) The Phogat sisters (Wrestling), Neeraj Chopra (Javelin), Men's and Women's hockey teams across the ages. Even getting a Bronze medal is a huge deal for us because from a young age we are taught, "Padhoge, likhoge tho banoge Nawab. Kheloge, Kudoge tho bange kharab" (If you study, you will live like a king but if you play, you will go bad). But these amazing people have showed us that Khelne aur Kudne se bhi ham Nawab ban sakte hain (We can become kings by playing also). While I was thrilled to see fellow Asian countries like Turkey and South Korea get positive rep for their shooters, the Indian shooter, Manu Bhaker, won 2 bronze (10m singles and 25m mixed) and came fourth in 25m singles, be ignored. This actually were our first medals in shooting after 12 years and our first in mixed pairs. The only ones who reported it were the desiblr and Indian reporting sites.

All parents and schools care about are how well you can mug up stuff. Talent is stifled because of the pressure of grades (there is a guy in my class who is a national champion in Table Tennis and has participated in many inter-state Football championships while representing his state and attended many National Football camps but he is not allowed to play during games period because he gets 25/40 as an average in our tests)

There is so much investment in Cricket and Football but there is hardly anything in niche sports like Shooting, Archery, etc. The players have to work 2 jobs and then come to practice. There are unfair calls (Hockey Quaterfinals) and when we try to protest against said unfair calls, a key player gets banned. There is also a case of racism where a Woman is disqualified from the finals for being 100 fucking GRAMS overweight for 50kg wrestling category where usually if a person is 50-100g overweight they are allowed to compete

But still we are on those podiums with necklaces of success around our neck. Still there is a kid who dreams to stand there one day. Still there is hope for just one more medal, still there is hope for one more record. Still there are prayers of thousands. Still we are there and we will always be there.

"First world" countries will never understand how much an Olympic/world championship medal means to Brazilians (and other "developing nations").

There are barely any scholarships for athletes, there are barely any endorsements or sponsorships. There's no infrastructure, no incentive...

Brazilians are on podiums because we persevere despite an entire system trying to stifle us.

Brazilians are on podiums despite, despite, despite...

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news365timesindia · 14 days ago

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[ad_1] Radhika Jaglan’s gold medal smile reflected triumph. Two emotions, one arena. Pc – RevSportz It was Day 3 of the Senior Wrestling National Championships in Koramangala, Bengaluru. As the clock struck 2:30 PM, Jugnu Bhardwaj was taking on Bhavika Patel in the 55kg bronze medal match. It seemed like a keen tussle before Bhavika from Gujarat usurped her competitor by a margin of 3-1. There was a sense of happiness in the eyes of the victor, Bhavika. The focus then zoomed in on Jugnu, the vanquished. As soon as Jugnu lost, the Bihar wrestler couldn’t control her emotions. Even when she stepped out of the squared circle, tears gushed forth like a river. A few minutes later, just behind the media box, she slumped to the floor. For a while, it seemed like no one cared about the athlete’s heartbreaking moment. Yours truly wondered whether it was time to console her. At that juncture, a couple of volunteers tried to cheer her up. Although the tears eventually stopped, one could see the dejection and pain written all over the face of the Bihar wrestler. In sharp contrast to Jugnu, Radhika Jaglan, another wrestler, was in a cheerful mood. She had just won the gold in the 68kg category, defeating Shristi of Delhi. Radhika, who secured a silver at the 2024 Asian Wrestling Championships, opened up to RevSportz: “I was feeling confident before I came in for this competition. I am happy to win the gold medal. The final fight was the most challenging, and the level of competition was quite tough. “The coach always says no matter what, you must return with the gold. I had fallen ill before my match in the Asian Games (against Delgermaa Enkhsaikhan). I realised that I must keep improving to succeed at that level. I am focusing on the 2026 Asian Games. I want to bring back the gold for India,” she added. Radhika was soon all smiles, standing proudly on the podium. Over the three-day competition, many more wrestlers triumphed, and they were feted with medals. Amid the festive atmosphere, it was someone’s defeat that turned out to be the most poignant moment of the competition. If you want to see what sport truly means to an athlete, just look into the eyes of the defeated. Chasing glory in anonymity, only to lose at the last hurdle. But that is the bittersweet nature of sport. Fingers crossed, Jugnu will erase the pain and agony of losing out on a medal at the National Championships and rise again. For Radhika, it is about fulfilling her dream of winning the Asian Games gold. Or, if destiny smiles on her, the reward could be even bigger. For more sports content follow: RevSportz The post Tears and Triumph: A Tale of Heartbreak and Glory at the Nationals appeared first on Sports News Portal | Latest Sports Articles | Revsports. [ad_2] Source link

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lostmonarque · 3 months ago

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Interlude

Ryan moved through life with a spirit both unyielding and razor-sharp, her ego as finely tuned as a violin strung taut for battle. Wrestling wasn’t simply her vocation—it was the pulse of her existence, a visceral symphony where brutality met grace.

To those lucky enough to enter her orbit, she was fiercely loyal, her love like a rip current, pulling you under with the force of her conviction or propelling you forward with her unwavering faith. The ring was her canvas, each match an unfolding narrative of triumph and suffering, etched into the sinew of her being. She wasn’t merely a competitor; she was a symbol—experience honed to form for those reckless enough to dream beyond their limits.

At 39, she was defying the inevitable, standing in stubborn defiance of time’s quiet erosion. Her body bore the hallmarks of a career waged in blood and bone, a battlefield where every scar was earned. She understood the finite nature of her craft, that her clock was ticking down, but she embraced this reality with a kind of rebellious joy. This wasn’t a descent—it was an ascent, her final act in a theater where legacies were built from broken bodies.

She wasn’t here to prove anything to the world but to herself, to ensure that the inferno still raged within her, undimmed by the weight of time. Supreme Championship Wrestling had become more than a career-ending home; it was her proving ground. Her record—scattered with victories and failures—held little weight compared to the metamorphosis she was undergoing.

Each match was a chiseling away of imperfection, a sculptor’s hand refining her form. She wasn’t just preparing for the next match; she was constructing something eternal. The upcoming PPV wasn’t simply another fight—it was a crucible.

Gavin Taylor, her next adversary, stood as a monumental test, a wall she intended to shatter. The Lost Monarch wasn’t fading; she was preparing to reassert her presence, to carve her name indelibly into the annals of SCW history.

Restful? Wrestling was anything but. But for Ryan, peace was an ocean she'd never known, and she had no intention of setting sail for calmer seas. Apocalypse isn't just a wrestling event; it’s a turning point—a cataclysm that promises to reshape the landscape, just as Ryan's career, through trials and triumphs, is poised to emerge stronger and more defined from the chaos.

Family Prospects

There’s a familiar soundtrack to Ryan's daily ritual, the familiar cadence of the beat providing a comforting counterpoint to the chaos of Miami's vibrant life at sunset. The salty sea air, carried in through the open windows, mingled with the pungent scent of sweat and chlorine, creating a uniquely visceral and intoxicating ambiance.

Ryan liked it better this way—quiet, slow, no eyes cutting into her focus. Her black hair clung to her damp neck, framing freckled olive skin, features that traced back to France, Lebanon, and an Asian ancestry she never fully pinned down. Her green eyes flicked over the room as she finished her last set on the bench press, arms trembling, expression cool and focused.

Courtney approached, a smile flickering under the dull lights. “Hey, Ryan,” her voice was warm but with an undercurrent of concern. “Looks like you're putting in serious work today.”

Courtney, with her 28-year-old Pacific Northwest charm, had gone from casual manager to close confidante in four short years. Originally, she’d come to Miami to chase a business degree, but her passion for fitness transformed into owning her own studio—a sanctuary for the driven. The gym wasn’t just a place to sweat; it was Courtney’s heartbeat, a haven where people built themselves, much like she had in this muggy coastal city.

Ryan wiped her brow, the sweat beading against her freckled cheeks. Dressed in a simple gray sports bra and black leggings, the fabric clung to her muscular frame—built from years of dedication yet maintaining a graceful edge. Her deep tan glowed even under the harsh fluorescent lights, a stark contrast to the empty gym.

“Yeah, getting ready for my next match,” Ryan replied, breathing unevenly, as if each word cost her something.

Courtney raised a brow. “Another match already? Time flies. Who’s it against?”

“Gavin Taylor,” Ryan’s voice flattened, green eyes narrowing.

“Gavin Taylor? From SCW? I caught bits of his matches back in college—my roommate was obsessed. He’s good, right?” Courtney’s tone wavered between vague recognition and genuine support.

Ryan chuckled, low and dark. “Yeah, he’s good. But I’m ready.” She stood, rolling her shoulders, muscles twitching with unsatisfied energy. Her mind already drifted to the ring, fists impacting, weighty expectations pressing in. She was driven—driven to silence the doubters and crush the skepticism of the Supreme Championship Wrestling crowd. Failure? Not an option.

Courtney sighed, leaning against the wall, her usual spark dimmed. “Jake’s been really difficult lately.”

Ryan hesitated. Emotions weren’t her thing. Fights, sure—feelings? Another story. “What’s going on?” Her voice was cautious, wading into unknown territory.

“He was a star in college—Ohio State football. I was running track for Michigan before moving here. We met at a meet, and he was… everything. Larger than life, you know? You couldn’t walk across their campus without hearing his name.”

Ryan listened, brow furrowed, not quite grasping the depth yet. Courtney’s voice softened, distant. “He didn’t get drafted. Nothing. Since then… he’s been angry. Mostly at me.”

Ryan’s muscles tensed, still buzzing from the workout. She understood the weight of failed plans. Dreams shatter, and you’re left picking up pieces you don’t even recognize. “That’s tough,” she said quietly.

Courtney’s eyes clouded. “I just want him to be happy, but it’s like I can’t reach him anymore.”

Ryan locked eyes with her. She knew that sinking feeling, falling short, watching the future slip. “Ever think about leaving?” Her voice was low, too careful.

Courtney shook her head. “I’m scared. I want more. A family, maybe move somewhere new. But I’m terrified to take that leap.”

Ryan leaned against the weight rack, crossing her arms. “Big decisions always are. But you’ll figure it out.”

Courtney’s eyes softened, grateful but conflicted. “Do you think about it? Kids?”

Ryan shifted uncomfortably. “Nina and I have talked about it. A few times. Still figuring things out.”

Courtney’s eyes widened. “Really? Wouldn’t have guessed.”

Ryan shrugged. “Not something I talk about much.”

The gym felt more intimate in its emptiness, the silence between them like an ocean at dusk, pulling them toward shores they hadn’t visited. Courtney offered a faint smile. “You’ll figure it out too, Ryan. In the ring, at least—you’re a champion. Maybe not the family stuff yet, but wrestling? You’ve got it.”

Ryan’s laugh was bitter, her lips barely moving. “I hope so.”

Courtney rested a hand on her shoulder. “You don’t need to hope. You’ve already proven it.”

The studio—once cold and hollow—now permeated with shared uncertainty. Both stood in that fragile quiet, where strength and vulnerability blurred into one, waiting for what came next.

So You Want To Be A Wrestler?

The crowd wasn’t just noise. It was a pulse—steady, throbbing—bleeding into the air around her, into her skin, into her breath. Ryan stood in it but wasn’t there. She felt it press against her, like a tide pushing but never pulling her under. They wanted her, pieces of her, signatures, smiles, the flicker of recognition in her eyes. The arena, Rogers Arena, hummed with more than electricity. The air felt thick, like an approaching storm, heavy with something unsaid, unseen. Every fan's scream ricocheted off the walls, crashing into the next.

Ryan, though, was quieter. A veteran, yes, but not old—never old. There’s a difference, and only people like her know it. The kind of woman who’s fought too many battles to count, both in the ring and out. A veteran wrestler, especially a woman in this world, learns to sharpen herself—her body, her mind. It’s not just physical; it’s survival. Like the ocean crashing against rocks, shaping them, breaking them. She moved through the crowd like driftwood on the tide.

Her fingers traced the edge of a glossy poster, her face staring back at her—calm, unbothered. She handed it back without looking, her sharpie an extension of herself, moving without thought, automatic. But inside? Inside, she was tight, coiled, her nerves vibrating like the strings of a guitar strummed too hard. She’d done this before, a million times before, but this time... this time felt different. Homecomings always do.

And then there was him. Gavin Taylor. The All-Star, as if the title wasn’t dripping with irony. She who had once ruled but now roamed, untethered, like a ship lost in fog. Ryan knew his kind. Knew the weight of history that comes from being in the business too long, from being looked at like something that was. He haunted her in ways he wouldn’t understand—his presence a shadow she couldn’t quite shake. A veteran, yes, but fading.

The All-Star vs. The Lost Monarch. It sounded grand, in a forgotten kind of way. A match no one thought they needed, but now here it was, the only thing anyone could talk about.

The air thickened when Franklin Mack stepped in. He didn’t just walk into a room; he occupied it, filled it to the corners, the lights dimming under his weight. He was a man cut from something sharper, something darker. His voice was like the last wave before the undertow pulls you under—deep, low, dragging you down. “Ryan.”

She looked up, the hint of a smile on her lips, but her eyes said more—something unspoken, edged in shadow. “Didn’t think you’d show up in person, Franklin.”

He laughed, the sound soft, dangerous. “Had to. Couldn’t miss it. SCW is watching. Everyone is.” His gaze flickered over her, as though measuring, weighing. “Taylor’s good. But you—you’ve got the fight. I know it.”

She nodded, keeping her face still, but inside she was trembling, an earthquake beneath the surface. Not fear, no—anticipation. A hunger that gnawed at her bones, an old feeling that never really went away, not for someone like her. A wrestler, especially one who’s survived as long as she has, learns that the real match is never with the opponent. It’s with yourself, with what you’re willing to leave behind on the canvas.

Franklin leaned in, voice dropping, conspiratorial. “I’ve got a feeling, Ryan. You’re gonna leave a mark. You have the ability, you really do.”

Her eyes narrowed, a flicker of something dark curling around the edges of her smile. “That’s the point, isn’t it?”

He left, disappearing back into the crowd like a whisper swallowed by the ocean’s roar. But she didn’t watch him go. She was already somewhere else—in tomorrow, in the match, in the moment where everything either breaks or bends.

Gavin Taylor was a name that carried weight, but legends are like glass. Beautiful, yes, but fragile. And Ryan wasn’t here to shatter him, no—that would be too easy. She was here to make him bleed. To carve her name into the skin of the night, into the memory of the fans, into the walls of the arena itself. She didn’t want the belt, not really. She wanted the fight. The feeling that comes when the lights dim, and everything else falls away except the sound of fists and flesh and bone.

Legends? They fade. Moments? Moments last.

Afterword:

Ryan’s voice surged through the Spotify stream—gritty and unfiltered, urgent and stripped of pretense. It was a warning built towards her upcoming contest, and uncharacteristic of how she usually does things. It's embedded throughout the ambiance, a smooth vibe like a trending hashtag drawing attention, very relaxed yet somewhat haunting. The weight of her words conveyed to her listeners, like a tide threatening to engulf a shore, serious and unyielding. As they tuned in, the atmosphere thickened, heavy with unspoken opinions, while she weighed in on her upcoming matchup, blurring boundaries like a late-night scroll through a social feed, each vexing wave revealing details waiting to be studied in the aftermath:

It's actually quite amusing. Throughout my extensive wrestling career, I never considered the possibility of meeting someone as talented as myself. Isn't that ridiculous?. Yet here I am, on this lofty platform for the second time on Pay-Per-View, feeling like a young teenager getting ready for a big match. Am I experiencing anxiety? Or is it the excitement, the raw energy coursing through me like an oversized neon light flickering in a dim alley?

Gavin, let’s skip the formalities for a bit. I’m Ryan Lecavalier — known as The Lost Monarch, in case you're jotting that down.

You? They refer to you as the "All-Star." Oh, the rumors I have heard! You've traveled the world, accumulated awards like they were accessories, and made an impression in SCW. Quite remarkable, indeed. However, I cannot say that I admire you. Instead, I'll use lighthearted teasing to make my point. Consider this: you are the last wrestler I would want to stand across the ring from. Sure, I've had my fair share of encounters with a diverse group of people recently, but what about you? You are the one who truly believes you are destined to take the throne.

Let us take a step backward. Initially, we had a zealot. Following that came the aspiring rock star. We have now arrived at your turn. 'All-Star,' is it? Do you really understand what that means? Let's educate you, shall we?

In the realm of athletics, an All-Star stands out prominently. However, beneath that brilliance lies a foundation of steadiness. They aren’t just brief bursts of brilliance that fade into darkness. It’s about being present consistently, much like a dependable old vehicle that keeps running smoothly. But here’s the twist: All-Stars are frequently exaggerated. They strut in like unicorns, adorned with numerous awards, yet when the intense focus is on them, do they truly come through? Not really. It's Cute, that All-Star persona you flaunt.

Here's the humor in that, Gavin: a lot of people would leap at the chance to take you on, just to put an end to your nonstop talking and show the SCW audience that this is a contest they absolutely cannot pass up. Of course, I could go through all of the reasons why you're doomed to fail, but let's shift gears. Allow me to share with you an anecdote about how I got here and where the hell I'm going next.

You see, I've been on a little sabbatical. Everyone thought that my injury would end my career years ago. While I did take a break for a while, it wasn't just to recover. I chose to avoid the harsh glare of fame and instead concentrate on the life I built outside the arena. What began as a short break quickly became an extended pause. Meanwhile, the sport continued to evolve without me. What about the fans? What about the competitors? Everything shifted. I watched from a distance, wondering if my opportunity had slipped away like sand. At 39, would I be considered a veteran player, with you attempting to take my spot in the ring?

However, there’s another surprising turn: I’ve returned, not out of obligation, but out of desire. I still have more to demonstrate. Not just to you, but to everyone. Yes, you may hold the title of wrestling’s golden child at the moment or so you think, but I’m here to show you that true legends still carry significance.

It pains me to admit, I’ve lost numerous nights in restless thought, contemplating how this showdown will play out when the bell rings. While you’re behind the scenes, engaged in whatever rituals All-Stars perform to hype themselves up—most likely posing in front of a mirror, admiring your own image—I’m out here devising my plan to break you down. That's the nature of the competition, Gavin. I'm not just here to wrestle; I aim to make people like you tap out.

I'm quite the technical genius, as you might have guessed if you took the time to notice. I come from a family of mat experts, with a wrestling legacy steeped in Canadian tradition and French roots. What are you observing right now? It is the culmination of many generations of Lecavalier artistry. Here's a little insider tip: I am not even the most remarkable member of my family. If you think I am a handful, wait until you meet my wife. Or my cousin Misha. To be honest, my first and second cousins have distinct personalities as well. We've all helped to advance this sport by dispelling the myth that women are only meant for pillow fights. That notion? It's been gone for years.

For the time being, we'll skip the family history lesson. This is the main point: I am part of a wrestling dynasty. Norman Lecavalier, better known as "The Natural," is my father. What about my uncles, Martin and Darrius? They ruled the Canadian and French wrestling scenes in their era. What about my grandfather? His father? They are renowned figures in French wrestling history. But let us not make comparisons between their legacy and yours, Gavin. What about the "All-Star" label? It does not carry the same weight, does it?

As a proud Canadian, I feel a strong sense of honor standing here, face to face with another compatriot. We both left our charming small towns behind for the allure of bustling urban life in the United States—you enjoying the dazzling allure of Los Angeles, while I relished the warm rays of Miami. Yet, destiny has led us back to our homeland for this confrontation. If I were to make a comparison, we resemble the Oilers and the Jets. You, without a doubt, represent the Jets. As for me? I embody the Oilers.

Much like the iconic playoff battles of the 1980s, during which the Oilers emerged victorious six out of seven times, I’ll make sure you remember that score by the time the evening wraps up. You may believe you have a minor advantage over me, but I have six compelling reminders for messing you up.

Isn't it almost like a beautiful verse? Competing in Canada, my own backyard, going head-to-head with another Canadian on a pay-per-view event. I couldn't craft a more compelling story if I attempted. What could make this scenario even more delightful? A title belt at stake. But worry not; that moment is on the horizon. Because whether you admit it or not, I continue to be a top-tier wrestler, and I don't require a championship to validate my worth.

Gavin, let’s be honest. You don’t become an athlete in a flash, particularly when it comes to those competing at the Olympics. It takes countless hours of hard work — rising before the sun, testing the endurance of your body, and giving up everything that used to matter just to secure your spot. Qualifying for the Olympic team? That’s the ultimate achievement, right? It's proof that all the pain, all the effort, and every moment of doubt was truly worth it.

However, there’s a minor disappointment that isn’t often mentioned when it comes to being an All-Star of that level: for every athlete who secures a spot on the team, numerous others miss out. Even if you do wear that prestigious jersey for your country, achieving gold doesn’t ensure a storybook conclusion. The pressure? It’s relentless. One moment, you’re soaking in triumph, and in an instant, everything can come crashing down. Set records? Absolutely, but a single poor performance can erase all your hard work, forcing you to pick up the pieces of a broken aspiration.

The psychological burden? Enormous. Feelings of anxiety, uncertainty, and sadness — they lie in wait behind those accolades, poised to pounce. At times, the shine of success diminishes more swiftly than you can imagine, flowing away like sand through your hands. Therefore, as you revel in your moment of fame, keep in mind: it’s a perilous journey, and I’m here to keep you grounded in that truth.

If you consider yourself a top performer, Gavin, listen closely: that title can either lift you up or bring you crashing down. As for my approach? I prefer to dismantle a top performer. You'll soon realize that my goal isn't merely to win; I aim to invade the mind, the very essence of my rival. Imagine this: I catch you in a hold so relentless that you'll start to wonder if all your efforts in this line of work were all in vain. Alternatively, I might devise a more inventive strategy to completely unravel your confidence. When this battle concludes, we’ll determine if you live up to the buzz surrounding you. But I have a feeling you’re not ready for what I'm about to unleash.

You see, Gavin, the phrase "All-Star" doesn’t carry the same weight anymore, does it? In the 80s and 90s, it held real significance. It was exclusive to the top-tier athletes, those who didn’t merely participate in the sport but rather redefined it, altering our understanding of what greatness truly is. But today? It’s turned into a popularity contest, a fan-driven spectacle that undermines the true spirit of excellence in the appeasement of the masses.

Furthermore, can I elaborate on the significance of the whole thing? Now, it's just a generic term for whoever is currently popular among fans. This is where the problem arises: trends shift, and the term "All-Star" no longer holds the same significance. So, as you revel in your temporary success, remember that I'm here to teach you the true meaning of greatness, and I'm not going to make it easy for you.

What is "Fear of Failure" all about? Every competitor has been surrounded by a shroud. Those persistent thoughts that challenge you and remind you that one mistake can undo all of your hard work. But here's the twist: failing isn't the end of the story; it's the turning point where you decide whether to recover or fall apart. Some people succumb to stress. Others, like myself, thrive in times of turmoil.

There’s also the painful experience of losing one’s sense of self. You pour your heart and soul into this activity, and when it fades, what remains of you? I’ve seen it shatter lives, taking away their very core. I almost fell victim to that fate when I took a break, but I came back more resilient because I was determined not to let it define me.

Let’s not overlook burnout, the stealthy adversary in this journey. You strive relentlessly until your body pleads for relief. Your knees, back, and neck—before long, every part of you is in pain. Still, you adapt and press on, even when advancing feels like hauling a heavy stone. Concerned about getting older? At 39, I sense it more intensely each day. However, rather than succumbing to fear, I transform that apprehension into motivation, driving myself to grow stronger, more focused, and tougher than I’ve ever been.

And what about issues related to body image? Can't they be incredibly overwhelming? It feels like everyone is looking at you, scrutinizing every minor flaw. This game appears impossible to win, doesn't it? However, here's the truth: I have no desire to conform to their expectations of how I should look. I'm aware of my strengths, and that's what really matters. The same is true for previous painful experiences; it's not just about physical wounds; emotional imprints also remain. With each competition and defeat, I bear the weight of those experiences. However, I accept those marks with pride because they document my journey of perseverance and determination.

In the background, fresh challengers are waiting, each one more determined than the former, all set to carve out their reputation at my cost. Setbacks? They might keep you out of the ring, perhaps even permanently. Yet for me, healing is merely another fight to win, a struggle that only enhances my abilities as I return to the arena.

Let’s delve into the constant pressure from the media and the high hopes of fans — it can be unyielding. People seem to have thoughts on every aspect of your profession and personal life. The chaos of social media? It resembles an aggressive beast, always poised to attack. Yet, when you become ensnared in a never-ending whirlwind of journeys and feel the weight of solitude, it becomes clear that all that clamor is insignificant.

You discover how to focus on your inner self and identify your true desires. This is why it’s essential to connect with a cause that matters. You require something that goes beyond mere victories and defeats, something more significant than the praises or criticisms you receive. It’s about having a sense of purpose. It’s about standing up for ideals that resonate deeply within you, motivating you to elevate yourself and succeed, no matter what others outside the arena might express. Ultimately, it’s not merely about the confrontations you encounter with your rivals; it’s about the ongoing struggle you fight within your own heart and mind.

Challenging preconceived notions? I have been dismantling those constraints throughout my career, repeatedly demonstrating that I exceed the narrow expectations others may hold. Every match and every rival presents a new chance to challenge the assumptions people have about me.

Amidst that unyielding struggle, you encounter a path to understanding yourself — your true essence emerges as the clamor subsides into quietude. This voyage is transformative, peeling away the external layers of your guise to uncover the very heart of your existence.

Making a lasting impression is, in the end, what matters. That is my motivation for being here. It's more than just competing in the ring; it's about leaving an impression that will last long after I've left the industry. a legacy that personifies the essence of rebellion, the power of tenacity, and the value of remaining true to oneself. I want to leave an imprint on history, to demonstrate that I am more than just a competitor; I am a formidable presence. That is a story worthy of recognition.

And Gavin, that’s precisely why I’m going to beat you at Apocalypse.

My goal isn’t simply to achieve another win. Instead, I aim to make you understand the sensation of confronting someone who defies your limited view of what an All-Star truly represents. I’m not just reshaping my legacy by defeating you — I’m actively building it because there’s nothing you can do to hinder my progression.

This isn't merely just an ordinary match; it's a pivotal occasion. It's an opportunity to demonstrate to the world that genuine excellence isn’t gauged by championships or fame. It’s about passion, determination, and the unyielding chase of your own reality. When that bell sounds, you'll come to understand that you're not simply up against an adversary; you're confronting something far more strategic, an entity that defies classification and cannot be restrained.

Get ready to give it your all, Gavin. I’ll be set, and when everything is said and done, it will be my name that resonates through the history of wrestling, not yours. Brace yourself for a showdown, as I’m here to show you that true legends never disappear; they keep coming back, over and over.

Also, there’s one last item to remember. Make sure to bear your crown. I’ve heard it's heavy.

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Vinesh Phogat's Olympic Dream Shattered by 100 Grams

In a heart-wrenching turn of events, Indian wrestler Vinesh Phogat's bid for the Paris Olympics was cruelly denied due to a mere 100 grams. The 28-year-old wrestler had been attempting to qualify for the 50 kg category but fell agonisingly short. Despite her best efforts, she was unable to shed the required weight, missing the mark by a whisker.

Phogat, a seasoned wrestler with extensive international experience, had been struggling with weight issues leading up to the qualifying event. Her typical walk-around weight hovers around 55-56 kg, making the drastic weight cut a monumental task. In a desperate bid to qualify, Phogat attempted to weigh for both the 50 kg and 53 kg categories, but her efforts proved futile.

The wrestling community has rallied around Phogat, expressing their support and calling for changes to the sport's weight classification rules. American wrestling legend Jordan Burroughs has been particularly vocal, advocating for immediate rule changes to prevent similar incidents in the future. He believes such heartbreaking scenarios should not mar the careers of dedicated athletes.

Phogat's Olympic dreams may have been shattered, but her determination and resilience continue to inspire a nation. As she looks to regroup and refocus, it is clear that this setback will not define her. Vinesh Phogat will rise again, stronger and more determined than ever.

Vinesh Phogat's wrestling career has been a blend of triumph and tragedy. A Commonwealth Games gold medalist and multiple-time Asian Championship winner, Phogat has consistently pushed the boundaries of Indian wrestling. However, her journey has been fraught with challenges.

In 2016, Phogat suffered a devastating knee injury during the Rio Olympics, an incident that threatened to derail her career. Displaying remarkable resilience, she bounced back with determination and grit. Her return was met with success, but soon another setback emerged in the form of the COVID-19 pandemic, which disrupted her training and competitive schedule.

Despite these obstacles, Phogat remains one of India's brightest wrestling talents. Her courage and perseverance in the face of adversity have inspired countless fans, cementing her status as a true champion. As she navigates through this recent disappointment, the wrestling world watches with bated breath, knowing that Vinesh Phogat's story is far from over.

Phogat's journey underscores the relentless spirit of athletes who continue to fight against all odds. Her story is a testament to the resilience and strength that define champions, ensuring that her legacy will endure regardless of the hurdles she faces. For more sports news, subscribe to our newsletter.

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susannatipsandtricks · 5 months ago

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Vinesh Phogat In Depth Biography

"Vinesh Phogat: The Unbreakable Spirit of Indian Wrestling"

Vinesh Phogat, a name that has become synonymous with Indian wrestling excellence, stands as a beacon of determination, skill, and unwavering spirit in the world of sports. This comprehensive article delves into the life, career, and impact of one of India's most celebrated athletes, exploring how Vinesh Phogat has not only dominated the wrestling mat but also inspired a nation.

Early Life and Background of Vinesh Phogat

Vinesh Phogat's childhood in Balali, Haryana Vinesh Phogat's journey began in the small village of Balali, located in the Bhiwani district of Haryana, India. Born on August 25, 1994, Vinesh was destined for greatness from the start. Balali, known for its wrestling culture, provided the perfect backdrop for nurturing a future champion. Growing up in a conservative society, Vinesh faced numerous challenges. However, the support of her family and the progressive mindset of her uncle, Mahavir Singh Phogat, paved the way for her remarkable journey in wrestling. The Phogat family's wrestling legacy The Phogat name carries significant weight in Indian wrestling circles. Vinesh's family has produced several accomplished wrestlers, including her cousins Geeta and Babita Phogat, who gained nationwide fame through the Bollywood movie "Dangal." Key members of the Phogat wrestling dynasty: - Mahavir Singh Phogat (Uncle and Coach) - Geeta Phogat (Cousin, Commonwealth Games gold medalist) - Babita Phogat (Cousin, Commonwealth Games gold medalist) - Ritu Phogat (Cousin, Commonwealth Games gold medalist) This rich family legacy in wrestling provided Vinesh with a strong foundation and an environment conducive to developing her skills from a young age. Influence of uncle Mahavir Singh Phogat on Vinesh's career Mahavir Singh Phogat, a former wrestler himself, played a pivotal role in shaping Vinesh's career. After the untimely death of Vinesh's father, Mahavir took her under his wing, along with his own daughters and other nieces. Mahavir's training methods were known for their intensity and discipline. He instilled in Vinesh: - A strong work ethic - Mental toughness - Technical wrestling skills - The belief that gender is no barrier to success in sports Under Mahavir's guidance, Vinesh learned to push her limits, both physically and mentally. This early training laid the foundation for her future success on the international stage. Quote from Vinesh Phogat: "My uncle Mahavir has been the biggest influence in my life. He taught me that with hard work and dedication, nothing is impossible.https://hypeladies.com/category/celebrity-news" The early years in Balali, coupled with the Phogat family's wrestling legacy and Mahavir Singh Phogat's mentorship, set the stage for Vinesh's remarkable journey in the world of wrestling. These formative experiences would prove crucial in shaping her into the champion she is today. RELATED TOPICS : MORE CELEBRITY NEWS

Vinesh Phogat's Rise in Wrestling

Early training and junior-level achievements Vinesh Phogat's journey to wrestling stardom began in earnest during her early teens. Under the strict tutelage of her uncle Mahavir Singh Phogat, she embarked on a rigorous training regimen that would shape her into a formidable wrestler. Key aspects of Vinesh's early training: - Daily 4 AM wake-ups for training sessions - Intense physical conditioning, including running and strength training - Technical wrestling drills and sparring sessions - Strict diet and nutrition plan This disciplined approach quickly bore fruit as Vinesh began to make her mark in junior-level competitions. Her early achievements include: - Gold medal at the 2009 Asian Cadet Championships - Silver medal at the 2010 Youth Olympic Games - Gold medal at the 2013 Asian Junior Wrestling Championships These early successes not only boosted Vinesh's confidence but also signaled the emergence of a potential world-class wrestler. Breakthrough performances in national competitions As Vinesh transitioned from junior to senior level, she continued to dominate the national wrestling scene. Her performances in various national championships solidified her position as one of India's top wrestlers. Notable national-level achievements: - Multiple-time National Champion in her weight category - Gold medal at the 2013 National Games - Consistent top finishes in the Senior National Wrestling Championships Vinesh's dominance in numbers: Year Competition Result 2012 Senior National Championship Gold 2013 National Games Gold 2014 Senior National Championship Gold 2015 Senior National Championship Gold These performances not only established Vinesh as the top wrestler in her weight category in India but also earned her a spot on the national team for international competitions. Vinesh Phogat's transition to international wrestling Vinesh's transition to the international arena was marked by both challenges and triumphs. Her first major international success came at the 2013 Asian Wrestling Championships, where she won a bronze medal in the 52 kg category. Key milestones in Vinesh's early international career: - Bronze medal at the 2013 Asian Wrestling Championships - Silver medal at the 2013 Commonwealth Wrestling Championships - Gold medal at the 2014 Commonwealth Games in Glasgow The 2014 Commonwealth Games victory was particularly significant, as it announced Vinesh's arrival on the global stage. Competing in the 48 kg category, she dominated her opponents, showcasing the skills and determination that would become her hallmark. Quote from Vinesh after her Commonwealth Games victory: "This gold medal is just the beginning. I want to make my country proud on even bigger stages." Vinesh's rapid rise through the ranks of international wrestling was characterized by: - Technical proficiency in various wrestling styles - Mental toughness and ability to perform under pressure - Adaptability to different opponents and strategies - Consistent improvement and willingness to learn As Vinesh continued to excel in international competitions, she set her sights on even bigger goals, including World Championships and Olympic glory. Her journey from a small village in Haryana to the international wrestling arena is a testament to her exceptional talent, unwavering determination, and the support system that nurtured her potential.

Major Achievements of Vinesh Phogat

Vinesh Phogat's career is studded with numerous accolades that showcase her dominance in the sport of wrestling. Her achievements span various prestigious competitions, cementing her status as one of India's most accomplished athletes. Commonwealth Games success Vinesh has been a force to reckon with at the Commonwealth Games, consistently delivering stellar performances. Commonwealth Games medals: - 2014 Glasgow: Gold (48 kg category) - 2018 Gold Coast: Gold (50 kg category) Her performances at these games were characterized by: - Dominant victories over opponents - Technical superiority in most matches - Mental fortitude in high-pressure situations At the 2018 Gold Coast Games, Vinesh made history by becoming the first Indian woman wrestler to win gold medals at both the Commonwealth and Asian Games. Asian Games triumphs The Asian Games, featuring some of the world's top wrestlers, has been another platform where Vinesh has shone brightly. Asian Games achievements: - 2014 Incheon: Bronze (48 kg category) - 2018 Jakarta: Gold (50 kg category) Her gold medal victory at the 2018 Asian Games was particularly significant, as she overcame strong competition from Japanese and Chinese wrestlers. This win demonstrated Vinesh's ability to compete at the highest level in Asia, a region known for its wrestling prowess. World Championship medals While the World Championships have been challenging, Vinesh has proven her mettle on this global stage as well. World Championship performances: - 2019 Nur-Sultan: Bronze (53 kg category) This bronze medal was a landmark achievement, making Vinesh the first Indian wrestler to qualify for the Tokyo Olympics. It also showcased her ability to compete against the world's best wrestlers across different weight categories. Other significant international victories Vinesh's international success extends beyond major multi-sport events and World Championships. Notable international tournament wins: - Poland Open (2021): Gold (53 kg category) - Matteo Pellicone Ranking Series (2020): Gold (53 kg category) - Yasar Dogu International (2019): Gold (53 kg category) - Spanish Grand Prix (2019): Gold (53 kg category) These victories highlight Vinesh's consistency and her ability to perform at a high level across various international competitions. Table: Vinesh Phogat's Major International Medals (2014-2021) Year Event Medal Weight Category 2014 Commonwealth Games Gold 48 kg 2014 Asian Games Bronze 48 kg 2018 Commonwealth Games Gold 50 kg 2018 Asian Games Gold 50 kg 2019 World Championships Bronze 53 kg 2020 Matteo Pellicone Gold 53 kg 2021 Poland Open Gold 53 kg Vinesh's impressive medal haul across various weight categories demonstrates her versatility and adaptability as a wrestler. Her achievements have not only brought glory to India but have also inspired a new generation of wrestlers, particularly young women, to take up the sport. Quote from Vinesh after her 2018 Asian Games victory: "This gold medal is a result of years of hard work and sacrifice. It's not just mine, but belongs to everyone who has supported me on this journey." Vinesh Phogat's major achievements reflect her growth as an athlete, her ability to overcome challenges, and her unwavering commitment to excellence in wrestling. As she continues to compete at the highest level, the wrestling world eagerly anticipates more remarkable performances from this Indian superstar.

Vinesh Phogat's Olympic Journey

Vinesh Phogat's Olympic journey is a testament to her resilience, determination, and unwavering spirit. Her experiences at the Olympic Games have been marked by both heartbreak and hope, shaping her career and character in profound ways. 2016 Rio Olympics: Heartbreak and injury The 2016 Rio Olympics was Vinesh's debut at the world's biggest sporting event. Expectations were high as she entered the competition as one of India's medal hopefuls in wrestling. Key points of Vinesh's 2016 Olympic campaign: - Competed in the 48 kg category - Won her opening match against Romania's Emilia Alina Vuc - Faced China's Sun Yanan in the quarterfinals Tragically, Vinesh's Olympic dream was cut short during her quarterfinal match. In a moment that shocked the wrestling world, she suffered a severe knee injury that forced her to forfeit the match. Details of the injury: - Torn anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) - Medial collateral ligament (MCL) damage - Required immediate medical attention and evacuation from the mat The injury was not just physically devastating but also emotionally crushing for Vinesh, who had trained relentlessly for this moment. Quote from Vinesh after the 2016 Olympics: "I felt like my dream had been shattered. But I knew I had to come back stronger." Road to recovery and comeback The path to recovery following her Rio Olympics injury was long and challenging for Vinesh. It involved: - Extensive surgery to repair the knee - Months of intensive physiotherapy - Gradual return to training and competition - Mental conditioning to overcome the trauma of the injury Vinesh's comeback was nothing short of remarkable. Within a year of her injury, she returned to competitive wrestling, showcasing her indomitable spirit. Milestones in Vinesh's comeback: - 2017: Won silver at the Asian Wrestling Championships - 2018: Gold medals at both Commonwealth Games and Asian Games - 2019: Bronze at World Championships, securing Olympic qualification for Tokyo 2020 Tokyo Olympics experience The Tokyo Olympics, postponed to 2021 due to the COVID-19 pandemic, represented a chance for Vinesh to redeem herself on the Olympic stage. Vinesh's preparation for Tokyo: - Rigorous training despite pandemic restrictions - Participation in several international tournaments - Mental preparation to handle the pressure of expectations Competing in the 53 kg category, Vinesh entered the Tokyo Olympics as one of the top seeds. However, the tournament did not go as planned: - Lost in the quarterfinals to Belarus' Vanesa Kaladzinskaya - Eliminated from medal contention While the result was disappointing, Vinesh's participation itself was a triumph over adversity, given her journey since Rio. Vinesh Phogat's prospects for future Olympic games Despite the setbacks in Rio and Tokyo, Vinesh's Olympic dream remains alive. At 29 years old (as of 2023), she still has the potential to compete in future Olympic Games. Factors in Vinesh's favor for future Olympics: - Prime athletic age for wrestlers - Wealth of international experience - Continued dominance in other major tournaments - Strong support system and training facilities Potential challenges: - Increasing competition in her weight category - Physical wear and tear from years of high-level competition - Balancing personal life with athletic pursuits Table: Vinesh Phogat's Olympic Journey Year Olympics Weight Category Result 2016 Rio 48 kg Quarterfinal (Injury) 2020 Tokyo 53 kg Quarterfinal 2024 Paris TBD TBD As Vinesh looks towards the 2024 Paris Olympics, her journey serves as an inspiration to athletes worldwide. Her resilience in the face of adversity and her continued pursuit of Olympic glory embody the true spirit of sportsmanship. Quote from Vinesh on her Olympic aspirations: "The Olympic medal remains my ultimate goal. Every setback only makes me more determined to achieve it." Vinesh Phogat's Olympic journey, while filled with challenges, is far from over. As she continues to evolve as an athlete and a person, the wrestling world watches with anticipation, hoping to see this remarkable athlete realize her Olympic dreams.

Wrestling Techniques and Style of Vinesh Phogat

Vinesh Phogat's success on the wrestling mat can be attributed to her unique blend of technical skill, physical strength, and tactical acumen. Her wrestling style has evolved over the years, making her one of the most versatile and formidable opponents in women's freestyle wrestling. Signature moves and strategies Vinesh's wrestling arsenal is diverse, allowing her to adapt to different opponents and situations. Some of her signature moves and strategies include: - Single-leg takedown: Vinesh excels at quickly shooting for her opponent's leg, often catching them off-guard with her speed and precision. - Double-leg takedown: Her explosive power allows her to execute powerful double-leg takedowns, especially when opponents are off-balance. - Ankle pick: Vinesh's ability to swiftly attack the ankle has caught many opponents by surprise, leading to quick points. - Counter-attacks: She's known for her excellent defensive skills, often turning her opponent's attacks into scoring opportunities for herself. - Ground wrestling: Vinesh is adept at controlling her opponents on the ground, using a combination of strength and technique to maintain dominant positions. Key aspects of Vinesh's wrestling style: - Aggressive approach from the start of the match - Quick transitions between standing and ground positions - Excellent stamina allowing her to maintain high intensity throughout the bout - Ability to score points in bunches with rapid-fire moves Weight categories Vinesh has competed in Throughout her career, Vinesh has demonstrated remarkable adaptability by successfully competing across multiple weight categories. This flexibility has allowed her to optimize her performance and target specific competitions. Vinesh's weight category progression: - 48 kg: Early career, including 2014 Commonwealth Games gold - 50 kg: Transitioned in 2018, won gold at Commonwealth and Asian Games - 53 kg: Current weight class, including 2019 World Championships bronze Table: Vinesh Phogat's Major Achievements by Weight Category Weight Category Major Achievements 48 kg 2014 Commonwealth Games Gold, 2014 Asian Games Bronze 50 kg 2018 Commonwealth Games Gold, 2018 Asian Games Gold 53 kg 2019 World Championships Bronze, 2021 Poland Open Gold Evolution of Vinesh Phogat's wrestling style over the years Vinesh's wrestling style has undergone significant evolution throughout her career, reflecting her growth as an athlete and her ability to adapt to changing competition. Early career (48 kg category): - Relied heavily on speed and agility - Focused on quick takedowns and evasive maneuvers - Occasionally struggled against physically stronger opponents Mid-career transition (50 kg category): - Developed more power in her moves - Improved ground wrestling skills - Enhanced defensive techniques to counter stronger opponents Current style (53 kg category): - Combines speed, power, and technical proficiency - More strategic approach to matches, conserving energy when needed - Increased emphasis on counter-attacking and capitalizing on opponents' mistakes Factors contributing to Vinesh's style evolution: - Experience gained from international competitions - Adaptation to different weight categories - Overcoming injuries and developing a more well-rounded approach - Working with various coaches and training partners Quote from Vinesh's coach on her style: "Vinesh's greatest strength is her ability to adapt. She's always learning, always evolving, which makes her unpredictable and dangerous on the mat." Vinesh's technical prowess is complemented by her mental strength and tactical awareness. She's known for her ability to remain calm under pressure and make split-second decisions during matches. Key mental aspects of Vinesh's wrestling: - High level of focus and concentration - Ability to quickly analyze opponents and adjust strategies mid-match - Mental toughness to overcome setbacks within a bout - Confidence in her abilities, allowing her to take calculated risks As Vinesh continues to refine her techniques and adapt her style, she remains at the forefront of women's freestyle wrestling. Her unique combination of physical skills, technical proficiency, and mental fortitude makes her a formidable opponent and a role model for aspiring wrestlers worldwide.

Vinesh Phogat's Impact on Indian Wrestling

Vinesh Phogat's influence extends far beyond her personal achievements on the wrestling mat. She has become a transformative figure in Indian sports, particularly in wrestling, inspiring a new generation of athletes and challenging societal norms. Inspiring a new generation of female wrestlers Vinesh's success has had a profound impact on young women across India, particularly in rural areas where wrestling was traditionally seen as a male-dominated sport. Read the full article

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