Attack first (and you fail)

After that annoying little prick tweaked your nipple you are burning for ****. The instant the bell rings you launch yourself from your corner and charge your skinny foe. You spread your arms to grab him, but at the last moment Ronnie ducks out of your way.

You hit the ropes, stretching their elastic length, and rebound back into the ring and right into Ronnie's grasp. He hooks his arm around your waist and turns to drag you to the oily mat. You slam onto your back so hard that it almost knocks the wind out of you.

Ronnie quickly rolls atop you, grabbing your wrists and pinning you to the mat. His leers at you and presses down on your body, flattening you onto your back. The referee appears overhead and begins the count.

"One...," he announces.