Takedown in the Squared Circle

The woolen challenger stood rigid across the yellow ropes, backed by its clothespin spine! No more preamble! I stomped my broad feet into the woven rug, charged full throttle, and drove both massive fists straight into the sock's midsection! 'HRRR-GHA!' We went tumbling together into the center of the ring! The wooden pin snapped loose and clattered across the floorboards as I locked the soft gray giant in a crushing bear hug. One! Two! Three! Flat on the carpet! The title belt stays right where it belongs!