Every Man for Himself












Christian Thorn livens up every match he's in. It's a wonder that he hasn't won some kind of underground wrestling award - maybe the Nobel Fight Prize. Over the past pandemic-haunted year, Thorn has stood out as a wrestler who unfailingly brings a smile to my face and a lump to my crotch. Too many underground wrestlers schlep their way from match to match. Every match Christian is in has color, passion, and hellfire. Sometimes he's the only man working the mat, but here he takes on two of the feistiest and most popular wrestle-gods at W4H, and it is wall-to-wall fireworks.

Farcical as it is, this match has soul. It's probably the best work any of these three has done. That's a hard call for Ethan, who is everywhere and rightly respected as the underground wrestler's underground wrestler, but I can't remember seeing him this loose or this wholeheartedly involved in a match. Blake has never looked hotter or been more pugnacious. Whether stretched out or choked, Starr is, it would seem, seriously ready to get fucked. All three appear to be having the time of their lives.

In thongs of primary colors, Blake, Christian, and Ethan are in constant motion. I don't recall another wrestling match with so little lull. Parts of it are sloppy, but that comes with the pile-on angle. The video cuts right to the chase - thongs from start to finish, with no rip-and-strip or disrobing to slow things down. A can of nightcrawler worms has nothing on these three on a mat in a junkyard in the open air.


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