The son of my estranged friend RPW, was a DB who joined the wrestling team, and what has always stood out to me about him was that if he got a hand on you, you were not getting away. He wasn't a very big DB, but even if he didn't bring you down right away, he held on to you until teammates could finish the job. I believe wrestling had something to do with that.
Well, obviously we have giant butterflies in CA. They's climbin' in your windows, They's snatchin' your people up, tryin' to steal 'em. So y'all need to hide your kids, hide your stars, and hide your coaches cause they're grabin' everybody out here.