Walking up to Jordan Sill and challenging him to an arm-wrestling match would be similar to walking up to Donovan Mitchell and challenging him to a dunk contest.
You would have your wrist hammered to the table inside of a nanosecond, or, with great personal strength and a good dose of luck, maybe two.
On account of that, nowadays, almost nobody gathers up enough testosterone or foolishness, burliness or manliness to make the request. Nobody outside of the tight-knit family of professional arm wrestlers located around the country, arm wrestlers who compete in something called the WAL, which stands for World Armwrestling League.