Saturday night kicked ass.
The benefit show was for a wrestler buddy of ours who just happens to be a youth minister. We worked the show in their brand new church building, the place was nice. Of all the strange places i've worked so far, this makes the first house of the lord.
Every match was a good one from what I heard but I couldn't tell you about them as I was stuck in the back getting dressed in a Sunday school nursery room. Yes, there was kids toys and yes we did have a good time playing with them.
I can however say with all confidence that the two matches I worked were good ones. The first one was me managing a new worker who calls himself Josiah Cane, it's an Amish gimmick, he's a nice guy and a good worker. We worked a good friend of mine who goes by J.B. Thunder (one half of the awesome H.N.I.C., Head Niggers In Charge). We worked a really heavy comedy match making me and Josiah look like asses, oddly enough i'm a natural at it. Josiah and I got the win when I distracted the ref and threw my cane to in the ring for him to use on J.B.
Being a "Heel" (bad guy) is so much fun.
By this time the crowd, especially this one side made up nearly entirely of teenage girls, was cheering for my blood and I was loving every minute of it.
Our second match was a "Three-Way Dance" between my man Frost, Ryan "Showtime" Jeffries (the big man who wants to be HBK someday whenever he grows up), and the other half of H.N.I.C, Apollo. This match was a motherfucking barn burner, straight up. We worked the crowd for all they were worth. I had old redneck ladies getting up and coming to the guard rail just to get up in my face. lol. At the end of the match they "shitcanned" (threw out of the ring) "Showtime" and Apollo went into the corner for a splash on Frost when he pulled the Ref. between them and as soon as that happened I handed Frost the Brass Knuckles and he laid Apollo out. I cracked "Showtime" in the head with my cane on the outside as he tried to get back into the ring and Frost covered up Apollo for the one-two-three.
At this point Josiah comes out to help Frost lay the big after match beatdown on Apollo and shortly after he gets there J.B Thunder hits the ring to save his partner and clears all of us Heels out. As we're running to the back I got seperated from my boys and H.N.I.C. cornered me near the door to the back. The crowd went nucking futs wanting them to kick the Hell out of me and I was completely ready for it too, I had already made my mind up that whe nthey went in for me I was going to go all the way up to the tips of my toes and collapse to my knees begging them not to hit me but they signaled for me to run as they were pumping up the crowd and so I did.
H.N.I.C. played the crowd (specifically the ladies of the crowd) by dancing and shit while the rest of us were in the back dressing down and getting ready to hit the road.
I didn't end up getting paid but I did get fed and I had a blast so everything was kosher in my book.
The ride up there sucked but anytime Springfield wants me i'm there. The people at the church were super nice and the crowd was livley and that's like crack to me, i'm addicted.
Until then i'm just waiting for my next fix.
The benefit show was for a wrestler buddy of ours who just happens to be a youth minister. We worked the show in their brand new church building, the place was nice. Of all the strange places i've worked so far, this makes the first house of the lord.
Every match was a good one from what I heard but I couldn't tell you about them as I was stuck in the back getting dressed in a Sunday school nursery room. Yes, there was kids toys and yes we did have a good time playing with them.
I can however say with all confidence that the two matches I worked were good ones. The first one was me managing a new worker who calls himself Josiah Cane, it's an Amish gimmick, he's a nice guy and a good worker. We worked a good friend of mine who goes by J.B. Thunder (one half of the awesome H.N.I.C., Head Niggers In Charge). We worked a really heavy comedy match making me and Josiah look like asses, oddly enough i'm a natural at it. Josiah and I got the win when I distracted the ref and threw my cane to in the ring for him to use on J.B.
Being a "Heel" (bad guy) is so much fun.
By this time the crowd, especially this one side made up nearly entirely of teenage girls, was cheering for my blood and I was loving every minute of it.
Our second match was a "Three-Way Dance" between my man Frost, Ryan "Showtime" Jeffries (the big man who wants to be HBK someday whenever he grows up), and the other half of H.N.I.C, Apollo. This match was a motherfucking barn burner, straight up. We worked the crowd for all they were worth. I had old redneck ladies getting up and coming to the guard rail just to get up in my face. lol. At the end of the match they "shitcanned" (threw out of the ring) "Showtime" and Apollo went into the corner for a splash on Frost when he pulled the Ref. between them and as soon as that happened I handed Frost the Brass Knuckles and he laid Apollo out. I cracked "Showtime" in the head with my cane on the outside as he tried to get back into the ring and Frost covered up Apollo for the one-two-three.
At this point Josiah comes out to help Frost lay the big after match beatdown on Apollo and shortly after he gets there J.B Thunder hits the ring to save his partner and clears all of us Heels out. As we're running to the back I got seperated from my boys and H.N.I.C. cornered me near the door to the back. The crowd went nucking futs wanting them to kick the Hell out of me and I was completely ready for it too, I had already made my mind up that whe nthey went in for me I was going to go all the way up to the tips of my toes and collapse to my knees begging them not to hit me but they signaled for me to run as they were pumping up the crowd and so I did.
H.N.I.C. played the crowd (specifically the ladies of the crowd) by dancing and shit while the rest of us were in the back dressing down and getting ready to hit the road.
I didn't end up getting paid but I did get fed and I had a blast so everything was kosher in my book.
The ride up there sucked but anytime Springfield wants me i'm there. The people at the church were super nice and the crowd was livley and that's like crack to me, i'm addicted.
Until then i'm just waiting for my next fix.
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I heard from Jen. We are talking again. She may even visit. I am pretty happy. I hope things get better or have gotten better with you and your friend.