Angel Teaches Jackson a Lesson
Jackson steps on the mat with the attitude that hes got nothing to learn that he doesnt already know. Angel, still steaming over Jacksons lack of effort in Mat Wars 22 and right now needing no excuse to deck the guy, tries to restrain himself and show the newcomer whats whatnamely, a few basic techniques to ensure safety, fair play, and an even contest. Jackson ignores Angels pointers and scoffs at the smaller but more experienced wrestler, confident that his solid muscle and height advantage are all he needs to win. Jackson thinks hes being cute, playing to the camera, wagging his ass, convinced that the fans at home are interested only in his biceps and pecs. He mistakes Angels easygoing, slow-mo run-through of grips and positions as the best the man has to give. The more Jackson spouts off, though, the more impatience and irritation flash in Angels eyes.
What Angel tries to show Jackson is not just how to win a match, but how to survive one without breaking an arm or getting hurled through a wall or choked out. Jackson doesnt pay attention. He is busy showing off his polished but untested muscles, while Angel tries to teach him a new hold. In his head, Jackson fantasizes a clean easy victory over his opponent. Hes like a kid playing with an imaginary light saber, while Angel tries to cultivate a respect for the science of self-defense. With each dry run, Angel puts it to Jackson a little harder, applying the principle of the frog in the pot on top of the stove: put the frog in the water while its cold and slowly turn up the heatthe little hoppers poached before he knows what hit him.
When Angel slips Jackson into a triangle leglock choke, Jackson taps out in a panic. When
Jackson tries to brush off the fact that Angel came this close to knocking his lights out, Angel points out a string of drool Jackson spilled, right as his eyes were beginning to roll upward. Jackson insists that he knows all this stuff already. In his mind, hes impervious to the best Angel has to offer. Hes all talk, of course, and Angel knows it, but he lets the arrogant rookie talk himself up, digging his own grave as he goes. When Angel decides its time for a live round, Jackson quickly finds out how much he does NOT know about mat wrestling, and, with grim satisfaction, Angel shows the blowhard how many flavors of hurt he can deliver