The arm wrestling all time monster Devon larratt sent his condolences to Denis cyplenkov family over the………vie

The arm wrestling all time monster Devon larratt sent his condolences to Denis cyplenkov family over the………vie

 

 

 

Take everything!” screams the wife of arm wrestler Devon Larratt. “Take his soul, Devon!”

 

 

 

Welcome to the World Armwrestling League 2014 Championship. Larratt is a Canadian special forces veteran who has taken a yearlong sabbatical to pursue his dream of professional arm wrestling. He’s been on the circuit for years, but now, in the WAL, he’s getting a chance to make a career of it. All the guys (and gals) on the WAL roster have day jobs — tire builder, retired corrections officer, chemistry teacher — and all of them have very real uses for the $10,000 that is each division’s top prize.

 

 

 

Oh right — the divisions. “Pulling,” as insiders call it, has rules and weight classes, starting at 165 pounds and going up to super heavyweight. There are divisions for left arm and right arm contests. The championship rounds are best two-out-of-three, and referees keep watch from both sides of the match to spy illegal grips and lifted elbows. If the competithands slip out of each others’ grasp, the match is restarted, this time with leather laces binding them together. You might recognize some of these rules from Over the Top, the laughable (or legendary) 1987 Sylvester Stallone movie.To be fair, there’s a lot of ’80s nostalgia in the WAL. As a television spectacle, it’s a throwback to an earlier, wilder era of ESPN, when Magnus Ver Magnusson was performing feats of strength and all variety of obscure competitions dotted the late-night sports TV landscape. The WAL World Championship premieres tonight, during a weekend mostly reserved for NBA All-Star festivities. It’s on ESPN2, after Horizon League basketball and Friday Night Fights, before a 30 for 30 rerun. So for all of its shared heritage with second-rate Stallone movies and a short-lived AMC reality show, the question arm wrestling has to answer is whether it’s a more enticing viewing option than a mid-tier college basketball game. Let me tell you right now: It is.Maybe it’s the stack of cash on the table between the gorilla-armed competitors in each match, or the constant intonation of the $175,000 total pot for the night. Maybe it’s the sincerity with which the wrestlers attend their craft. Maybe it’s the psychological warfare and the gamesmanship — when hands “slip apart,” it often feels like a deliberate move by one guy to preview his opponent’s technique. But the most appealing aspect of watching arm wrestling is the humanity — the grimaces and sweat and yelling wives. It’s the moment after a tough match when two men engage in a tender hug, rubbing each others’ heads with their off hands, their bloated arms still strapped together.

 

 

 

Game of Arms — AMC’s reality show that ran for one season1 — got the sport exactly wrong. Despite the grunting and physical toil, the production is as much bluster as the fighters’ trash talk. Game of Arms feels likeors’