Timmy’s dream was to be a professional wrestler.
Ever since he was a kid, it’s all he could dream about. And as he went into his adult years and looked to pursue his passion, there were road blocks all over. He went to two wrestling schools. He competed on the independent scene.
It just wasn’t working.
Driving four ours one way to get paid $10 and a slice a pizza to be the second match and only given 10 minutes was starting to drain on him.
That’s when he got the phone call he had waited for.
It seems that a celebrated wrestler in Mexico, El Mousito, had a rough week. It started when he was in a match with his longest enemy. They fell out of the ring and to the ground. The place the matches were being held was in a bad part of Mexico. And it wasn’t clean. His leg went under the ring and … he felt something latch on
A rat had bitten him and then scampered by to the shock of El Mousito!
He felt woozy. He didn’t know what was going on. He just went through the matches and finished. He was then rushed to the hospital, where a doctor looked him over. He took out his stethoscope and listened to El Mousito and his face went almost white. It seemed El Mousito was in a bad spot.
The two had a conversation and Mousito said he was having a hard time moving. It almost it felt like he was in a giant cobweb or something. The doctor then talked and said those were common symptoms of what El Mousito had. The bit had done some damage, so they were going to have to get him better.
The doctor then pulled out a mirror and gave it to Mousito who looked and saw his face covered in spots.
“You have mouse pox,” the Doctor said. You will be staying here for a while so we can make you healthy again!
You can imagine how hard that was for the promoters of Mexican Championship Wrestling! This was their hero! He was fighting for the championship in less than three weeks! Who could replace him?
The phone rang and Timmy finally answered. This was what he had waited for. A plane awaited and before he knew it, he was on his way to Mexico.
Donning a mask, like traditional Mexian wrestlers, he was known as El Archer! He came to the ring carrying a bow and arrow and a target, and before each match, he would shoot an arrow – usually for a bullseye.
And weeks later, fighting for the honor of El Mousito, El Archer won the championship and as the crowd chanted his name, he held the trophy high in the air!
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