Review: DJ Beckham vs. Bobby Bryce (Wrestler4Hire)

This is a followup to my last Bobby Bryce review. The young ginger is a cutie pie who loves to play to the camera. He spends most of this match reaching out to the camera with his eyes and hands, begging for us to save him. Sorry, kid, but that ain't happening. Last time, Wrestler4Hire put him in a competitive match. Let's see how he does in a squashier affair.

Ginger ail.

This is the first time I've watched DJ Beckham. Damn, he is hot. Smoking hot. His body is ridiculously ripped. Little thing, but he has this way of standing and kneeling with his shoulders back, pecs up and bulge hanging low that drives me wild. The hunk is macho. Just a total man. And he only gets better as the match goes along.

I don't know if he's a nasty heel or he was just provoked into it by Bobby's lack of respect. His muscles pump, he sweats and his intensity level goes to 11. Definitely a fan of this feisty fireplug. Bobby's smooth, baby-faced and adorable. It's a great contrast that immediately telegraphs the story. Yes, there could be a surprise, but I wasn't expecting one.

DJ can't decide whether he should knock the bitch
out or beat on him some more. Why not both?

Going for a ride.

Bobby loves the camera.

Things start out competitively. Well, verbally competitive. For the first ten seconds. Bryce notes his height advantage and mocks the muscular fireplug. That insult is the last piece of offense the youngster gets. From that point on, it's a complete squash. Yes, Bobby makes the fatal error of youth by taunting the better man. It's a hallmark of being a cocky young brat that you fail to recognize your limitations. Luckily for us, DJ is the right man to show the ginger what he lacks.

Bobby thinks he's funny.
DJ doesn't.

Take your time. Measure him up.
He's not going anywhere.

Oh yeah, that one hurt.

Action-wise, this is an intense and brutal beatdown. Both guys play their roles really, really well. DJ trash talks. Bobby whimpers. DJ unleashes big power moves, like suplexes and slams. He bends the jobber boy. He stomps, hits and pummels the ginger punk. The bearded badass gets submissions and pins but he keeps going. Despite all that, late in the match, when DJ demands an apology, Bobby refuses. And so, things gets sweatier and more vicious for over 20 minutes.

Manhandling the mouthy boy.

DJ's gonna break his arm.

What are you looking at me for?

In the end, this is a fun and intense squash because of the guys. There are no surprises here but that is not what this is about. Bobby is a beautiful young boy victim and DJ is a hot manly heel. The bearded badass is relentless and ruthless, a heel who obviously enjoys his work. The cute ginger goes between being vulnerable and resilient. It all just comes together for a good time (unless you're Bobby, I guess).

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So, that's my take. What's yours?

Alex