Take it Slow. Feel Him Out.

Despite your obvious physical advantage, you decide that you're going to take things the slow and methodical route. You two slowly circle each other, and Ryan grins at you. Why is he smiling? He is at an obvious disadvantage. There's no way that this guy's picture on the wall of the locker room will depict anything other than total defeat.

"You gonna make a move, Ginger Stud?" He teases you.

"Come on, I'm falling asleep over here."

"Are we even gonna fight?"

This guy may not be the most physically imposing specimen, but he's got trash talk, and you're not witty enough to see that he's leading you into a trap. Finally growing impatient, you lunge forward, looking to take this lanky little bastard down and move on to some real competition.