Wrestling'

Manawatu Times, Volume 60, Issue 230, 30 September 1935, Page 8

Wrestling'

McCREADY v. ANDRESEN There’s a match for you! MeCready and 'Andresen to meet at tho Opera House on Friday night of this week! If there is one man in the wrestling business that the public is anxious to sec, it is the big Canadian, Earl M.cCready. His reputation as being one of tho best six wrestlers in the world preceded his appearance in New Zealand, and ho has lived up to it by going on his all-conquering way sinco he arrived. With most wrestlers doing their work mainly with their arms, and occasionally bringing their legs and feet into play, MeCready is quite at home, but in Andresen he will be meeting an opponent whose long suit is his legs. This tough Swede can do more with his legs than most of the big men we have seen hero .can do with their arms. His full-Nelson, with his legs and feet, is a hold to be dreaded —Wade could not submit soon enough after it was clapped on—and it will be very interesting to see how these tentacles are applied on the big frame of tho Canadian. One of MeCready’s pet holds is the “rocking-horse splits,” which when applied by. him is one that practically puts his opponent out of action for the rest of 'the evening, tho victim getting such a rocky rido that ho seldom can get up beforo time is called for the next round.

Seeing new holds is always interesting. Jaget Singh’s "dcathgrip” gave tho onlookers a new thrill; so if MeCready can get busy on his ‘‘rockinghorse splits” and .tho “drop-kick,” most of those present will be well content.

The box plans open to-morrow morning at Collinson and Cunninghame’s. * ing them. This was owing to having decided to travel by what may bo called the ‘inland route.’ Had I hugged the coast more closely I should have passed , through some well-populated areas and some of the finest grazing country, including Darling Downs, and should have had no difficulty in finding a cycle shop to supply my needs. In the absenco of rubber I resorted to string and rope and I think I must have travelled further than any living person -with wheels bound up in this way. This, however, speaks well of tho bicycle as a method of travelling, for 1 proved that with a pair of strong legs to push with and two wheels to turn, a willing cyclist can overcome almost any obstacle. “My greatest difficulty was the many miles of black soil which exists in this part of the world. When wet, no cycle or motor car could move through it, owing to ns sticky and clogging nature. The result was that often I had to carry tho machine which, iu the ordinary course of events, should have car-

ried me. * ‘ Vagabond Cyclist. ’ ’ “However, I did not mind this as there had gradually developed in my mind a genuine affection for the ‘olci lady.’ One cannot realise what a friend a bicyclo can beeomo unless ono has attempted to travel round the world on oue. I had often noticed that engineers invariably refer to tho engines they attend to as ‘she’ aud I really began to feel that my cycle had a peisonaiity. Had I not ridden her and found her willing to do almost tho impossible? llad I not lain beside her alone through dark and sultry nights and walked beside her with my hand upon her head —my sole companion? She was human iu at least one respect —she responded generously to kindly treatment.

“At Sydney I found my i'amo had preceded me, and I soon accepted invitations to lecture in picturo houses. 1 was naturally delighted when I was invited to broadcast from 2BL Sydney, little realising at that time how beneficial this would prove to me. Thenceforward I received requests to speak ‘over the air’ in other Australian cities, and my voice was often heard praising my cycle as far as my native land New Zealand.

‘ ‘ Wliat was still of greater use to me was that my pressu.ee was expected in duo course in other parts of the country, and prepared for rne hospitality weeks ahead. Even in the •Never, Never’ country a name given to places far out in the bush where contact with city iifo depends almost entirely on wireless 1 met people who knew me a 3 the ‘Vagabond Cyclist' and welcomed me with, open arms. 4 ‘ Kero 1 could have spent the rest of my life in comfort if I had accepted all the invitations from these ionoly but genial folk. My bicycle had indeed become a link between me and those who had never seen that useful machine.”