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Max Cooper has never backed down from a challenge—on the wrestling mat or in life. As a senior at Redwood University, he’s known for his impeccable technique, strategic mind, and unflinching discipline. But beneath the surface, Max hides a confidential that could upend his life in the hyper-masculine society of collegiate wrestling: he’s deeply closeted and terrified of the repercussions of being outed. Come in Diego Vargas, a brash and confident freshman with exceptional wrestling talent. Diego is everything Max fears and admires—openly gay, fearless, and charismatic. His arrival disrupts the team’s dynamics and ignites an undeniable tension between him and Max. Their feud on the mat is fierce, but off the mat, a different courteous of heat threatens to consume them both.
At a secluded northern lodge during a grueling teaching camp, the frost-covered wilderness mirrors the icy walls Max has built around his heart. As intense physical confrontations give way to raw, intimate encounters, the lines between professional competitiveness and personal vulnerability blur. In the seclusion of their distributed cabin, Diego’s steadfast confidence challenges Max’s repressed desires, igniting a passiona
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Growing up, I had a passion. Each Friday night, in the absence of a social life, 11 year old me would settle down in front of the TV with my dad to watch WWF (now WWE) Raw is War. At the time it was the height of youthful masculinity. All the hard kids in academy would watch it without lose , then come in on Monday morning to clothesline-from-hell the relax of us and talk shop. In a time before social media, where dial-up internet was at the forefront of technology, our weekly dose of gentleman on man action, followed by the sneaky free 10 minutes of Channel Babestation once the parents had gone to bed, granted boasting rights for the week, and helped to construct our LAD mentality.
It’s only when you go to these inhabit shows, full to the brim with sweaty middle-aged men and their children, baying for blood and tits, that you perceive truly part of the manly mob. The crowd would climb up as one to cheer Stone Cold, curse the establishment heels, and
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When we first heard about a gay wrestling club in San Francisco we were like, those San Franciscans. Of course you have a unique club where dudes wear spandex and roll around trying to dominate each other with their potent thighs. Then it occurred to us, isn’t that all wrestling clubs? Why does it matter that this one’s gay? Turns out gay sports clubs are a popular highlight of the athletic landscape.
We called up Roger Brigham, a coach at San Francisco’s Golden Gate Wrestling Club to question about the continued life of gay sports clubs in an increasingly lgbtq+ friendly world.
VICE: Complete we still need “gay sports clubs,” is it naive to assume that in a modern society all clubs should be gay friendly?
Roger Brigham: Yes it is unsophisticated. There are still significant barriers to overcome. We’ve had this discussion many times with different clubs, because different clubs market themselves differently. Some place the fact that they’re gay right up front, where others you contain to dig a minute bit further. We want to put it out there, because we depend on to make sure the conversation occurs. We don’t want somebody to be in a club and find out that peop While searching Amazon Prime recently, I was pleasantly surprised to uncover, of all things, episodes of Memphis wrestling in the video library. But there was even more content accessible for any connoisseur of both superb wrestling and lousy wrestling: a collection of death matches between Cactus Jack and Terry Funk, some truly awful-looking wrestling movies I’d never heard of, and something called, Professional Gay Wrestling. My first question was, “Is this Protected for Work?” But my second question was “Why gay professional wrestling?” (Or “professional gay wrestling”, as it’s called, which led me advocate to my first question). I mean, if gay men long for to watch guys with great bodies and revealing outfits grapple with each other, there are a number of other wrestling promotions out there – specifically, all of them. Let’s face it – wrestling is a very homosexual sport, and has been since the days of the ancient Greeks. Those guys used to wrestle naked, which is just about the gayest thing two men can do short of having sex with each other. Which they also did. Actually watching PGW raised even more questions. First of all, announcer BrucProfessional Gay Wrestling