The combatants meet in the center of the caged ring. A fierce glint in their eyes, they shake hands. Moments later the carnage erupts.

They grapple for a moment with neither gaining a clear advantage. They back up and start again. This time each strikes the other simultaneously, but only one really connects. The other falls to the mat.

“Do we have to watch this?” Ally asked. “It’s so violent.”

“It’s only the most important fight of the year!” Eric shouted.

The second fighter drops to the mat and they begin grappling again.

“Oh my,” Ally said. “Wow, they’re up close and personal. So carnal.”

“Do you not see the blood? They’re trying to maim each other.”

“But they’re just rolling around, oh, look where he just put his head.”

“He’s trying to avoid being forced into submission.”

“Ooh, what’s that? Sounds kinky.”

“He doesn’t want to have to tap out,” Eric said, visibly upset.

“I wouldn’t want to tap out either, if a hunk like that had his arms around me.”

“Do we have to watch this?” Eric asked.