Brother  verses  Sister  Combat  IV
by  Buzz  Haywood
buzzhaywood@yahoo.com


I had recovered from my latest beating and loss at the hands of Lauren. Yes,
my kid sister, Lauren, and had been in seclusion for a while. One day I got a
phone call. It was her.

Lauren: Hello, big brother. Haven't heard from you recently. Buzz: And why do
you think that is? Lauren: Yeah, I know. Looking back on our last match I did
go over board, didn't I? Buzz: I'll say you did.

Lauren: Are you feeling better now? Buzz: Do you actually care? Lauren: Yes, I
do, I did a lot of thinking. Buzz, I am so sorry. My ego got the better of me.
I treated you badly, Buzz. Really, I feel just awful.

Buzz: Oh, you're sorry, are you? Lauren: Honest I am. Buzz: I can't believe
what I'm hearing. I begged you before to call it off. I pleaded with you.
Instead you insist on going through with it and kick my ass. Lauren: I know,
Buzz, and I feel badly about everything.

Buzz: So, what do you want me to say, Lauren? What do you expect from me?
Lauren: Forgiveness. Please say you'll accept my appology. Buzz: No. No,
Lauren, I don't accept your appology nor do I forgive you. Lauren: What are
you saying? Buzz: I'm saying, I've changed my mind. I want this to continue. I
want revenge. And I won't stop until I've beaten you and get back my self
respect and dignity.

Lauren: Buzz, please, I'm trying to make peace with you. Buzz: You've beaten
me 297 times! People don't take me seriously. I need to get even with you.

I hung up the phone. Once again I had been preparing for battle with my kid
sister. I thought back to that horrible

last encounter. ( I continued to listen to him. "She's turned you into her
punching bag and made you the laughing stock of the town," he continued, "she
completely owns you!" I knew what he said was true. And I was fuming. I was in
a rage. I wanted revenge. I was getting motivated again. My focus returned.
"Aren't you tired of being bullied by her? Aren't you sick of being abused?"
And I was. Of course I was. I looked out into the crowd. "You suck!" "Lauren
rules!!" "You're weak, Buzz!!!"

I knew I didn't have to take this. The next round started. I could hardly
stand. Lauren knew this. She smirked. I moved towards her, but she kneed me in
the stomach. I easily fell down. She elbow dropped me. Lauren pinned me.
1-2-3! She won again. 297 matches. 297 wins for her. 297 losses for me. As I
laid hurt on the mat, I think I might have actually seen a little concern in
her eyes. Her fans celebrated. I needed help out of there. People were
laughing. It was a bad night for me.)

Luckily for me I had a great opportunity coming up. Our cousin, Aaron, was
having a birthday party. That meant there would be an audience. All I'd have
to do is beat Lauren in a match then I'd redeem myself. I called up Aaron and
he loved the idea. Lauren agreed. She said even though she felt bad about what
happened, she understands why I'm mad. As well she should. She's the one that
let this all go to her head.

It soon was party day and Aaron had a make-shift ring made up for us. A lot of
people were there. Lauren and I didn't talk much. Music played and soon it was
time for the cake. After the presents were opened, it was match time. My old
friend, Alan, was the referee. All eyes were on us.

The match began. I ran towards her. I tried to take her down, but kicked the
back of my leg causing me to lose my balance. She pinned me right away. Alan
slapped the mat quickly. 1-2-3! Now she was 298-0. I complained about Alan
counting too quickly. So Lauren agreed to another bout. A guest said it only
took her nine seconds to beat me. The next match I immediately went for a leg
dive. I used all my stregnth to drive her down. But she immediately applied a
Japanese choke hold on me. I quickly tap out. Lauren gets win number 299. This
match lasted eleven seconds. I demanded another shot. She shrugged but
accepted. I spent this match running around forcing her to chase me. I locked
up with her. We struggled, I grabbed her arm,

but she took back the arm. She applied a head lock. She dropped down with it.
Before I knew it I was trapped in her inside cradle. 1-2-3! Lauren had her big
300th win. This one took 1 minute and 48 seconds.

"Are you done?" she asked. "No, not until I've defeated you." I responded.
"Fine."

And so another match started. I actually cheated in this one by throwing water
in her face and applying a full-nelson on her. Bad move. She was angred by
what I did. She powered out of it and punched me square in the face. Next she
gave me a German suplex. 1-2-3! Lauren has a record 301 wins. I was hurt by
the German suplex.

"Want to challenge me again?" Lauren asked, still upset by the water being
thrown at her. Before I can give her an answer she starts kicking me then
pulls me up and chops me hard across the chest then leg sweeps me and applies
an ankle lock. Alan asks me if I submit. I say yes. (Lauren 302, Buzz)

While I was down she lifted me up and clotheslined me. Then she placed one
foot on my chest and pins me. Alan counted to three. (303 for her, nothing for
me.) "Lauren, I think he's had enough," Alan said. "Yes, Lauren, I think Buzz
needs a break," Aaron added.

She left me alone for the rest of the party. I sat around after that, too hurt
to move around. A friend of ours, Annie, felt bad for me. "Are you okay?"
asked Annie. "Nope! Not okay." I said. "Are you hurt?" she asked. "I'll
survive, always do." I responded. "I could take you to the hospital." Annie
insisted. "Thanks, it's cool." I told her.

We could see Lauren walking around having a good time. "What is up with you
and your sister any way?" Annie asked. "I don't want to talk about it. How's
Mitch? Where is he tonight?" I asked to change the subject.

"I wish you'd kick his ass, the jerk cheated on me," Annie told me. I was
already in a foul mood. I made Annie call Mitch. She lured him over there. I
had no beef with Mitch, but my anger got the best of me. Poor Mitch never had
a chance. The guys pulled me off of him. I regreted it. Mitch wasn't my enemy.
But I took my frustrations out on him.

Annie took me home. I was honest with her and said it wasn't one hundred
percent about defending her honor. She understood. We started dating shortly
after that. Apparently it didn't matter to her that I can beat up her
ex-boyfriend but can't win against my kid sister no matter what.

But, Annie said she believes in me. She said she could help me out. Her uncle
taught self defense classes. I agreed to enroll. I found the time to write a
letter.

Hi dear sister, For someone who wanted to make ammends you sure crossed the
line at that party. What was that all about? All because of some water?
Really, Laren. See you at the tour. Which I'll be winning those matches. Your
big brother, Buzz

I mailed it out to her and was confident that my self defense lessons would
help me on the tour. Annie stayed on me and made sure I was constantly
practicing and training.

I knew this would be a turning point in our rivalry.