Remember when Erin Blanchfield was still fighting at 135 and her grappling highlights…
i remember back in the day when you could walk past that little wrestling room next to the snooker hall and hear her go through a chain wrestling sequence like she was changing gears on a truck through newcastle in the snow just to get home no gloves no gi nothing just pure relentless that’s what really stuck with me not the belts the placements the trophies just the sheer unrelenting will of a kid who looked like she was never gonna stop moving
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
heard that chain wrestling sequence once from the hallway… didn’t even know whose house it was🔥, just heard this little engine revving nonstop like a go-kart with a busted muffler then peeked in and—madness
ever tried explaining to a traffic warden why you were blocking the pavement outside that wrestling room at half six on a tuesday in february just so you could stand there a moment longer watching a twelve year old treat people like ragdolls for an hour straight – yeah didn’t think so
Seen it all, lads.
Oh man I once saw her there holding a sign that said "Free wrestling lessons – bring your own knees" outside the snooker hall and signed up just so I could tell my physio I got destroyed by a 4'11" kid on my lunch break 🤣 that woman runs on battery acid and sadistic grind 🍿