There are varying opinions about mismatched opponents in homoerotic wrestling. I get the argument that the intoxicating heat of the competitive premise can suffer when there is, or appears to be, little chance of an outmatched wrestler holding his own, much less taking possession of his opponent's. Not infrequently, however, I have a sweet tooth for an apparent mismatch, for the tale of the tape that suggests there is no spread big enough to make this worth a bookie's time. Just that first glimpse of some plucky hunk staring down (more often up) extremely long odds can grab my attention with both hands.
|Brian Baker stares down his nose at goldenboy Austin Cooper|
|Drake Wild has his hands full taming massive muscle beast Tyler St. James|
|Gorgeous giant Paladin makes even notorious heel Jonny's eyes grow wide.|
|Every ounce of Cybertron's 65 pound weight advantage threatens to break babyface Ronny Pearl in half|
|Big Sexy isn't about to let even two opponent's kick his fine, fine, FINE ass!|
|Butt-to-butt-to-butt, Tak and Coop work over Braden Charron's luscious muscles.|
|Coop's got the towering rookie right where he wants him.|