Having stomped Wesley into the mat, Barry stood triumphant.

And then there came the sound of a slow, contemptuous handclap. Barry looked around. Some older guy was applauding with a sneer on his face. "Well you sure sorted him out kid, but you still got a lot to learn"

Barry glared at the guy, "I don't have anything to learn. I'm the best wrestler on the team!"

"We'll see about that Junior. I'll wrestle you right here, right now, and if you win then you get to make me do whatever it is you want, but if I win, I do what I want with you"