Dirty Gyms And Fame Announcements; Date Day Two

Day 162 of The Andie Chronicles

The gym, the holy grail Cooper spoke zealously of, was only marginally cleaner than the converted scout hall.

This, according to my talented wrestler, was a bodybuilder’s gym. And that’s where most of the wrestlers felt most at home away from the ring. No pretension. No fuss. Just the equipment, a bathroom and mirrors to observe your form. 

“Everyone her…