>>9703722>"You're cleared."The wrestler, seated in the medical expert's office exhales before standing up.
>"Just a moment.">"I've cleared you to compete.">"But... I can't condone the style you perform.">Wha... What do you mean?>"The match that took you out, you did an outside dive where the opponent moved aside so that you could roll your lower back on the barricade.">That's not what->"I know that's not what hurt you, just hear me out.">"You were centimeters, degrees- no. A FRACTION of a degree from doing serious damage to your spine.">"The spots you perform are tremendously dangerous, even for a wrestler of your caliber.">I know.>"Then why do you do them?"The wrestler pauses, lightly grazing her thumb against the back of her opposite hand.
>Because I want to be the best....
>I want to be the best in the world at what I love.>If I loved football, I'd wanna be Messi>If I loved... formula racing, I'd wanna be Senna>This art. I wanna be the person everyone thinks of when they hear the word: "wrestling".The physician pauses to ponder, herself.
>"That's what you want?">Yes, ma'am.>"And for how long do you wanna be the best?">As long as I can.>"I see...">"Well. If you think that's what it takes, to be the best in the world."...
>"Are you aware of how little time you have left, then?"...
>"Because at your pace, I don't see you finishing the decade in the ring.">"... Just my professional opinion."[5/?]
