Marcus Trower hated WWF. He hated Hulk Hogan, Big Daddy and the other spandex-clad musclemen who over the years had made a mockery of his beloved sport. For him, wrestling was a means of expression, both physical and mental. This work presents the story of one man's rebellion against the office-bound constraints of the modern world.
An engaging, deeply personal and superbly written account of one man's search for the true roots of wrestling
'Fascinating, funny, tragic and inspiring -- it might even get you back in the gym.'
'A cracking premise for a book and one that Trower pursues with rollicking optimism. He has an earthy and beguilingly frank style that marvellously captures the anthropological texture of his journey through the rural hinterlands of Asia, Africa and South America.'
'The Last Wrestlers is an absolutely fascinating, heartfelt and original book that deserves a wide audience'
--Robert Twigger, author of Angry White Pyjamas
'[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.'
'Trower has perfect pitch for the sentence that illuminates an entire culture.'
'Describes the characters beautifully.'
--"Sunday Times Travel Magazine
'A most satisfying read that uses wrestling as a metaphor for the way society has changed, whilst educating and entertaining in equal measure. No mean feat.'
'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.'
Marcus Trower has worked as a freelance journalist for various national newspapers and magazines, including The Times and Loaded. He currently lives in Brazil and plans to teach wrestling there.