Tyson was still in the middle of the ring. Pretending to be choked out. The arena workers ushered people toward the exits and Tyson wasn't moving at all. A group of medical personnel arrived with a stretcher and did what they could to get Tyson onto it. Job completed, the strolled him to the side of the ramp and into the backstage area. Clear of the crowd Tyson was freed of the stretcher and rushed towards me. We shook each other's hand, followed by a friendly embrace over a job well done. Finally we rejoined the others and got on with our night.
The next several weeks featured a lot of back and forth action. One week my friends and I would get the better of Tyson and his crew. The next, the opposite would happen. Numerous tag matches took place between our two teams. Barely any of them h
