#boxing and wrestling

[sportworldtone]

Difference Between Boxing And Wrestling

Difference Between Boxing And Wrestling | Which Is Right For You?

Boxing matches are scored based on strikes landed, while wrestling matches are determined by points or pins. Explore the unique aspects of each sport to find which one suits you best.

1. Boxing is a combat sport where contestants use only their fists, while wrestling involves grappling and trying to pin the opponent down.

2. In boxing, the objective is to knock out or outscore the opponent, while in wrestling, the goal is to gain control and pin the opponent’s shoulders to the mat.

3. Boxing matches take place in a ring and are scored by judges, while wrestling matches happen on a mat and are judged based on the result of pinning the opponent.

4. Boxers wear padded gloves to protect their hands, while wrestlers wear special singlets or uniforms #BoxingAndWrestling #differencebetweenboxingandwrestling #wrestling #boxing

[mmahypewatch]

[tampire]

The arrival of Jon Hamm and John Cena in Good Omens and The Oscars

[kazuha-pista-badam]

ok so if chinese swimmers are fast as hell and broke records/won medals, they are doping; if an algerian female boxer knocks out her weak opponent in under a minute, she's transvestigated and if an indian athlete is 100 grams overweight, she's disqualified without anybody challenging the decision BUT a dutch man is allowed to play on the beach volleyball national team even after raping a 12 year old... pretty interesting in my opinion

[mrfunnyinthebank]

i felt like we got a couple moments of classic punk from this promo

[the-kipsabian]

[tightlycraguys]

[renonv]

With love and light I think they should beat the shit out of each other

Also I was looking through old scanned doodles and I Can’t believe that this has manifested before

[uwsponge]

Suggestion from a supporter about conclusion to boxing match hehe. Avir is total KO! I make YCH too since some guys interested too. Will post them all later.

[feli-artblog]

Minyard in the ring

[sai-int]

doing some post-run yoga rn, and all i can think about is johnny as your pervy yoga instructor.

you signed up for his class months ago, completely new to yoga but desperate for some kind of stress relief. a quick google search led you to him, his name popping up in review after review, everyone raving about his classes (and, let’s be real, about him). so you went, and of course, the studio was packed with women all hoping for the chance to get a little extra attention from their instructor.

and johnny? he was a damn sculpture, all broad shoulders and easy smiles, walking around the room with that ridiculous confidence like he wasn’t the main event.

it was tough at first, but you gave it your best. johnny would make his rounds, adjusting postures, guiding limbs into place, his hands warm and firm when they landed on your skin.

then one day, he lingers. tilts his head at you and comments on how tense you are, how tight your muscles feel under his touch. you laugh it off, blaming your nightmare of a boss, telling him that’s exactly why you started yoga in the first place.

johnny, ever the gentleman, offers to help. some one-on-one time, free of charge. just to loosen you up a bit.

and you, naive and trusting, say yes, because how could you possibly say no?

johnny just smiles, knowing he’s finally got the cute little bird who always hides in the back of his class right where he wants her.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Wait a minute- was that a pool? Look at this house for sale in Coal Center, PA with a boxing/wrestling ring in the kitchen. Could be yours for only $249k.

I would be afraid that it would fall in.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/145-Short-Ridge-Rd-Coal-Center-PA-15423/299161030_zpid/

[mmahypewatch]

[the-raindeer-king]

I'm not even apologizing for sending asks about Soap out of nowhere but I need that hyperactive seeming bastard to fight me

New meds, I have so much energy and I NEED to wrestle the big Scottish boy. I can just imagine if he's sitting somewhere, paperwork or a book or studying (demo expert, smart lad, he's gotta be book smart too) his partner comes out of nowhere, broad stance, arms halfway out like they're bowing up and in the most blunt tone "Fight me."

And he's tossing his book aside bc whatever they say goes, so fuck it we fightin' now!

(hi! I'm perfectly fine btw, just been hella deficient of lots of things that make the energy and now my supplements are in and I have so much energy but I am at work and can do nothing but daydream rn)

First, never apologize about sending me asks. I love getting them! Second, good to know you're okay, anon. Third, OH MY GODS YES.

Like you're just hit by the rush of energy and you need to get it out immediately. So, after searching the house for him, you find him in the living room, reading. He's so handsome, lounging so casually in the recliner, book in the hand. The sunlight paints his face in a golden light that makes him look almost ethereal.

"John."

Blue eyes meet yours, and you can see the way he's holding back a laugh. The crinkle in the corners of his eyes, teeth biting down onto his bottom lip, said lips curling up into a smile.

"Aye?"

You shift your feet, redispersing your weight in an attempt to look more intimidating, knees slightly bent. Regardless of whether you're bigger or smaller than Johnny, he thinks it's cute you're trying to look intimidating.

"Fight me," you growl out.

A mistake, if the smile that grows on Soap's face is an indicator of your fate. He tosses his book aside, out of the chair in record time. When he charges towards you, you turn and run, shrieking as you race back to the bedroom.

Johnny waits until you're safely on the bed before jumping after you, pinning you down onto the bed.

It's a tangle of limbs, hands pushing against each other, laughter filling the bedroom. All in good, as Johnny lets you pin him down a few times, playfully growling at you. When he nips at your arms, you squeal, chiding him for not playing fair.

"All's fair in love 'n war, bonnie," he coos at you, easily rolling you over so he can pin you down.

And then you're laughing again, giggling as he leans down and covers your face in kisses.

[kazuha-pista-badam]

imane khelif and vinesh phogat my pretty princesses who were wronged by the world ☹️☹️

[vintage-sweden]

Unknown men, 1920s, Sweden.