Jeremy Williams is highly physical and was a state placer in the 1990s. Boomer is incredibly slippery and once he begins sweating can squirt out of the tightest cradle.
I predict Jeremy would come out aggressive but be unable to finish Boomer due to his elusive double jointedness. Little by little Williams would begin to experience cardiovascular palpitations and starts to look at the clock.
Boomer would then set his premeditated plan in motion by luring Williams toward his own sweat pool on the mat then simply circling with a clever smile on his face.
Williams feet then begin to betray him in the slippery puddle, his eyebrows knit and his mouth shapes into a giant O as he silently mouths NO before tipping to his back. Like a turtle unable to roll to his stomach the muscular JW tips one way or the other but it is too late Boomer has him right where he wants him.
Drawing on his years photographing boys in wrestling Boomer digs down deep to find strength. Like a man on fire he chains pinning combo after pinning combo on Williams putting his full squeeze into one position after another till finally, with foam cresting his lips and tears in the corners of his eyes he hears the sweet sound of Tom Moore's hand slapping the sweat puddle and the tweet of Tom's whistle.
I've done it Boomer thinks. I've really gone and done it.