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...Today he is a heavy favorite in the 196-lb. and 228- lb. classes and so far has dispatched all his opponents, save one, without working up a sweat. Moe's technique is to stand expressionless at the table while his opponent grunts and strains against Moe's muscular arm. When an opponent's tugging has pumped enough blood into his arm, Moe slams the challenger to the table, then puffs up his considerable chest and walks erectly around the room, acknowledging congratulations with his impassive face. "This sport means everything to me," says...
...shakes his head. He lost his first match to Ray Taglione, and he can't understand it. He is more muscular than Ray, who is slightly built. It is not uncommon, however, to see a thin-armed man slam down a hulking, muscular arm in a split second. "He had some trick," says Joe. "He knew this thing with his hand." When Joe won his second match in this double-elimination event, his friends leaped out of their seats and cheered. Joe put his head down, embarrassed, and joined his wife in a far corner of the room...
Most of the arm wrestlers are mild-mannered men like Joe who are not much used to the spotlight. They are the kind of people who may have frustrations but have learned how to bury those frustrations beneath a veneer of placidity. Still, those frustrations are there, simmering, and it is arm wrestling that gives them their release. Which is why Emcee Jones is nervous. He doesn't like to see arm wrestlers get tense. He speaks into the microphone. He tells the competitors that there will be an hour break so they can go outside to watch the "Teenie...
...takes off his shirt and hands it to his wife. Ray takes off his arm wrap and gives it to his sister. Joe stands at the table onstage, his elbow locked in place, and waits for Ray. Ray is stalking around the far end of the stage, talking to himself. He does not seem to notice the pinup calendar photos of , the Candy Store girls on the wall in front of him. The girls are naked, in suggestive poses, and they are smiling at Ray. Suddenly, Ray barks like a rabid dog, whirls around and charges the table with wide...
Like a priest giving a blessing, the skinny referee cups both his hands over the two arm wrestlers' locked hands. "Ready!" he says. Ray and Joe tense up. "Go!" the referee says. The audience erupts into shouts and cheers -- "Pull him! Pull him! Slam him! Slam him!" -- as Ray Taglione, a stockbroker, and Joe Elmizadeh, a garage mechanic, pour every bit of strength in their bodies into their clasped hands...