The Last Wrestlers: A Far Flung Journey In Search of a Manly Art Paperback – 18 Jan 2007
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"Fascinating, funny, tragic and inspiring" (Arena)
"The Last Wrestlers is an absolutely fascinating, heartfelt and original book that deserves a wide audience" (Robert Twigger, author of Angry White Pyjamas)
"This is a damned good read ... and in an area of interest devoid of decent literature, must be highly recommended" (Allan Best British Wrestling Association)
"His argument that a sporting defeat might feel like the end of the world because once upon a time it meant you would not pass on your genes is strikingly well put" (Sunday Times)
"Marcus Trower ... is the perfect guide on a journey to discover the roots of a sport which, in the Western world, has long been forgotten" (Daily Express)
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Trower's interest and expertise in wrestling acts as a kind of visa enabling him to connect with people from a variety of different countries. In India, Mongolia, Brazil, Nigeria and Portsmouth pier, the author is able to gain access to people whose experience of life is very different to our own. I particularly enjoyed his skirmishes with interpreters, from an extrovert Nigerian academic to a former beauty queen who is possibly the worst person to choose to gain access to the celebrities which wrestlers are in Mongolian society.
I love Trower's turn of phrase. Modern gyms are, "a cross between an office, a show kitchen and a nightclub where everyone dances alone", in contrast to the feeling of fraternity he encounters in wrestling clubs.
There is also a kind of haplessness as he faces a bizarre range of replies to a Time Out ad for training partners, is forced to bathe in the Ganges out of an English sense of politeness and has to decide how many bottles of vodka to give as bribes to his interviewees.
At times the book is so detailed it may fail to hold the interest of non-wrestlers. But I found it immensely enjoyable and unexpectedly touching. Trower is a good writer and his mission is so obviously heartfelt that I was genuinely sad when it came to an end.
Its not every day you find a book that takes in Mongolia, India, Australia, Brazil and Nigeria throughout the course of its pages, but this fantastic volume encompasses all of these and more. Just as interesting is Trower's own personal journey against an unknown and debilitating illness.