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most boys in my school are into, it's professional wrestling. So Mr. Underwood might as well have set off a bomb.
    Lunch comes right after Phys Ed, and the cafeteria was a complete madhouse.
    [Image: A cartoon showing children in a cafeteria creating a mess.]
    I don't know what the school is thinking having a wrestling unit.
    But I decided if I don't want to get twisted into a pretzel for the next month and a half, I'd better do my homework on this wrestling business.
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    So I rented a couple of video games to learn some moves. And you know what? After a while, I was really starting to get the hang of it.
    [Image: A cartoon showing two boys playing video games.] The Caption reads: "Does This feel right?
    Yes! No! Help!"
    In fact, the other kids in my class had better look out, because if I keep this up, I could be a real threat.
    [Image: A cartoon showing a boy carrying another one.]
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    Then again, I better make sure I don't do TOO good. This kid named Preston Mudd got named Athlete of the Month for being the best player in the basketball unit, so they put his picture up in the hallway.
    [Image: a poster.] The Caption reads: " P. Mudd
    Athlete of the Month"
    It took people about five seconds to realize how "P. Mudd" sounded when you said it out loud, and after that, it was all over for Preston.
    [Image: A cartoon showing people looking at the poster.] The Caption reads: "Pee mud!
    Pee mud!"
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    Thursday

    Well, I found out today that the kind of wrestling Mr. Underwood is teaching is COMPLETELY different from the kind they do on TV.
    First of all, we have to wear these things called "singlets," which look like those bathing suits they used to wear in the 1800s.
    [Image: A cartoon showing four persons.]
    And second of all, there are no pile drivers or hitting people over the heads with chairs or anything like that.
    There's not even a ring with ropes around it. It's just basically a sweaty mat that smells like it's never been washed before.
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    Mr. Underwood started asking for volunteers so he could demonstrate some wrestling holds, but there was no way I was going to raise my hand.
    Me and Rowley tried to hide out in the back of the gym near the curtain, but that's where the girls were doing their gymnastics unit.
    [Image: A cartoon showing two boys in a gym.] The Caption reads: " Hee Hee Hee!"
    We got out of there in a hurry, and we went back to where the rest of the guys were.
    Mr. Underwood singled me out, probably because I'm the lightest kid in the class, and he could toss me around without straining himself. He showed everybody how to do all these things called a "half nelson" and a "reversal" and a "takedown" and stuff like that.
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    When he was doing this one move called the "fireman's carry," I felt a breeze down below, and I could tell my singlet wasn't doing a good job keeping me covered up.
    That's when I thanked my lucky stars the girls were on the other side of the gym.
    [Image: A cartoon showing people in the gym.]
    Mr. Underwood divided us up into weight groups. I was pretty happy about that at first, because it meant I wasn't going to have to wrestle kids like Benny Wells, who can bench-press 250 pounds.
    [Image: A cartoon showing a man.]
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    But then I found out who I DID have to wrestle, and I would have traded for Benny Wells in a heartbeat.
    [Image: A cartoon showing a boy ready for wrestling.] The Caption reads: " Greg, you'll be paired up with fregley here."
    Fregley was the only kid light enough to be in my weight class. And apparently Fregley was paying attention when Mr. Underwood was giving instructions, because he pinned me every which way you could imagine. I spent my seventh period getting WAY more familiar with Fregley than I ever wanted to be.
    [Image: A cartoon showing two boys wrestling.] The Caption reads: "Tweet!"
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    Tuesday

    This wrestling unit has totally turned our school upside down. Now kids are wrestling in the hallways, in the classrooms, you name it. But the fifteen