I Was a Teenage Professional Wrestler

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Summary: I was a teenage professional wrestler
Review: I do not enjoy watching wrestling. I admit it. The theatrics and hystrionics of Stone Cold Steve Austin and the other made up steroid thugs bring fear to my heart only in the sense that so many people actually enjoy this WWF drivel. This is not that kind of wrestling. This is a book about art. On the canvas of paints and that of turnbuckles. Ted Lewin evokes an era where even the villain had pride and the wrestlers were showmen, businessmen and family men. The book is even more extraordinary because this is not some chronicle written by a man cloistered away with photos and scrapbooks retracing the steps of others...HE WAS THERE. He pinned and was pinned, felt and doled out elbow smashes and with his family no less. Now Mr.Lewin is an accomplished author and truly remarkable painter (his work appears in the book). Though this book is written for "young adults", the children in us all will be rapt, front row, popcorn in hand waiting for the three count. And the winner - Ted Lewin. Bravo.

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Summary: An Overlooked Gem about an Overlooked Era
Review: I do not enjoy watching wrestling. I admit it. The theatrics and hystrionics of Stone Cold Steve Austin and the other made up steroid thugs bring fear to my heart only in the sense that so many people actually enjoy this WWF drivel. This is not that kind of wrestling. This is a book about art. On the canvas of paints and that of turnbuckles. Ted Lewin evokes an era where even the villain had pride and the wrestlers were showmen, businessmen and family men. The book is even more extraordinary because this is not some chronicle written by a man cloistered away with photos and scrapbooks retracing the steps of others...HE WAS THERE. He pinned and was pinned, felt and doled out elbow smashes and with his family no less. Now Mr.Lewin is an accomplished author and truly remarkable painter (his work appears in the book). Though this book is written for "young adults", the children in us all will be rapt, front row, popcorn in hand waiting for the three count. And the winner - Ted Lewin. Bravo.

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Summary: I was a teenage professional wrestler
Review: I thought that the book was okay considering it took place a long time ago. When I first picked up the book, I thought that it was a book on present day wrestling. When I found out that it was a book on wrestling a long time ago, I was kind of angry, but once I started reading it, I ended up liking it.

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Summary: The sport of dogs
Review: This is another book review from Wolfie and Kansas, the boonie dogs from Toto, Guam. We like wrestling for three reasons. First, we wrestle with each other and with other dogs. Second, our noncanine animals of primate derivation usually let us in the house to watch WWF Raw and Pay-per-views. Third, no other sport has so frequently paid tribute to canines. The ranks of great wrestlers include Dick 'the Bulldog' Brower, Junkyard Dog, Mad Dog Vachon, Bulldog Bob Brown, and tag teams like the Moondogs, the British Bulldogs, and the Pitbulls.

Unfortunately, we have little opportunity to combine our love of pro wrestling with our love of reading, as no one has written a good nonfiction book for adults about pro wrestling. Until someone does, Ted Lewin's "I Was a Teenage Professional Wrestler", which is written for the young adult audience, will fill the gap quite nicely. This book combines anecdotes and the author's paintings to give the reader a sense of what it was like to be a wrestler in the 1950's. This is a superb book for puppies, and a very interesting diversion for adults