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Audra was still listening. This gave me an opening to further my pitch: “Plus I already have the wardrobe. I have a closet full of sequined karate gis. You know kimonos, robes. ” Audra seemed more impressed by my ring attire than by my grappling experience. I told her that my kimonos were sewn by Ruby. She knew who Ruby was. Even in San Francisco, a woman in her forties with hot pink hair who showed up to see every psychobilly band that came through town tended to stand out. By working the clubs, Audra had seen a lot of Ruby.
He thoroughly embraced the modern primitive chic that was all the rage in San Francisco in the mid-1990s and he had played drums for junk rock bands like 48 The Three Mile Baby the White Trash Debutantes. But most important, he was outwardly devoted to his religion of Santeria and he incorporated all of its sacraments and rituals into his wrestling character. He had a penchant for grand ring entrances where he spit balls of fire out of his mouth while he pushed his way through the audience. Through his dangerous stagecraft, he tried to transform himself into the orisha Chango that was his wrestling namesake.
In wrestling you go to a pin, but in jiu-jitsu we go to a submission. The mechanics are the same though. ” Now really, Audra was right about this. Jiu-jitsu may have been grappling but it sure wasn’t pro wrestling. There is nothing really like pro wrestling. It is neither fish nor fowl. While the art form does have some relation to the fighting disciplines that it mimics, its similarities are merely superficial. The object of judo, jiu-jitsu, boxing or collegiate wrestling is to beat your opponent.
Beer, Blood & Cornmeal: Seven Years of Strange Wrestling by Bob Calhoun