"Yeah, right. Whatever you say," Billy said, focusing on the spur of the moment wrestling match that seemed to have broken out than to continue to quip back and forth. The time for quips was over! It was action time!
Billy wouldn't call Teddy quick so much as wiry. Maybe they were the same, Billy couldn't decide. When suddenly there was nothing but empty mat, Billy's head whipped to the side fast enough to see Teddy get ready. Using his knees to keep his body supported since any attempt to stand up would give Teddy the advantage, Billy angled his arm downward, bringing his hand up to his chest. He was hoping that the flying Teddy would land on it enough that Billy could use it as a wedge to push him off to the side. And, off-balance.