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The pain of this twist sent Ware's body forward, so that Jumbo could reach up under his right armpit and, placing the palm of his right hand on the back of Ware's head, make use of that crowbar known as the right Half-Nelson. This pressure was gradually forcing Ware forward on the top of his head; but he knew the proper break for the Hammerlock, and simply threw himself face forward on the mat.
"Seems to be gittin' violent-like," he soliloquized, as he aimed a stream at Hopalong's ear, which showed for a second as Pete Wilson strove for a half-nelson, and he managed to include Johnny and Pete in his effort. Several minutes later, when the storm had subsided, the woeful crowd enthusiastically urged Hopalong to the bar, where he "bought."
Where did you learn that right cross if I may ask?" "Where you learned that half-Nelson," Martin answered. "Anyway, you're going to have a black eye." "I hope your neck doesn't stiffen up," the editor wished solicitously: "What do you say we all go out and have a drink on it not the neck, of course, but the little rough-house?" "I'll go you if I lose," Martin accepted.
I remember I succeeded in getting on him what in my college days I learned was called a half-Nelson. This hold gave me the decided advantage. But I did not enjoy it long. I had to release him in order to save myself, and then we went at it again. Lop-Ear was a year older than I, but I was several times angrier than he, and in the end he took to his heels.
As he rose to his knees again Jumbo pounced on him like a hawk, and while Ware waited patiently the little Lakerimmer was reaching under Ware's armpit again for another Half-Nelson; but Ware simply dodged the grasping of Jumbo's right hand, or, bringing his right arm vigorously back and down, so checked Jumbo's arm that the boy could not reach his neck.
Only a few more pages and the book is done. Oh, Lord! Here comes Rateau to knock my house to pieces." Sure enough, the concierge entered, made an excuse for being late, took off his vest, and cast a look of defiance at the furniture. Then he hurled himself at the bed, grappled with the mattress, got a half-Nelson on it, and balancing himself, turning half around, hurled it onto the springs.
There was a sudden change, a mighty movement on the part of Woodell, and in an instant the struggle was over. Glorious are your possibilities, O pretty grip and heave, O half-Nelson, beloved of wrestlers! What a leverage, what a perfection of result is with you! What a friend you are in time of peril!
"The last one?" "Yes, when you and Ben Schenk was fightin'. Say, you didn't do a thing to him!" The surest of all antidotes to masculine shyness was not without its immediate effect. Joe straightened his shoulders and smiled complacently. "Didn't I massacre him?" he said. "That there was a half-Nelson holt I give him. It put him out of business all right, all right.
Is that Pat Hanrahan's mug looking hungry and willing? Come on, Pat." Pat Hanrahan, ex-bare-knuckle-prize fighter and roughhouse-expert, stepped forth. The two men came against each other in grips, and almost before he had exerted himself the Irishman found himself in the merciless vise of a half-Nelson that buried him head and shoulders in the snow.
This again was something at which Kendrick was proficient and he threw the man easily enough with a half-nelson. They were wrestling it out in an open space in the bushes where the light was not quite so dim, and at last Phil had the hold for which he had been playing. "I can break your arm quite easily," he panted in sharp warning. "Are you ready to behave if I let you up?"
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