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My 10-year-old Great Nephew, Nils (Lyle's oldest), is part of the Children's Professional Wrestling Association (CPWA) here in the city and I went to see him in a match last Friday night. He's usually on the losing end of the competition, costumed as a household pest, "Cockroach Boy," or something similar, but Derek Battaglio, who's usually the "Crimson Falcon" had shingles and he and Nils are roughly the same costume size, so Nils got his big break.


I was amazed at the athleticism of these young kids. Nils, in particular, really did his family proud. He smashed, bashed, poked, and pummeled! The skill with which he could fake a punch to the groin and "recover" to slam his opponent to the ropes was a sight to behold. Lyle was almost in tears he was so excited and his wife, Blanda, was a screaming, hysterical mess. What a terrific event for the entire Berfel family.


The only negative part of the evening was the argument and slight scuffle that ensued between Lyle and me afterwards when he claimed he didn't owe me subway fare home. Lyle's so like my dead brother, Biff, it's not even funny.

Your friend ferd.

Nils

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