Thinking of some of the buddies in the wrestling business and trying to put into words what its like to walk down that aisle to the ring and through the crowd, knowing that in a few minutes your going to take bump after bump to entertain people who for the most part think its fake. I resent that thought process, the truth is we didnt have helmets and shoulder pads, no mats on the floor, oh and for those who think the chair shots are fake, next time we see each other remind me and I will have you take a shot and you can tell me how fake it felt. Or perhaps a body slam on the concrete to really feel the faux pain that most believe is the way it is. These souls that are gone, lived to entertain the masses and put their life on the line every time they got in the ring. Was it FIXED...hell yes...Fake, NO. you dont have to be a rocket scientist to see if a man weighs 400 pounds and he falls 8 ft from the ring to the floor, something has to give and it aint gonna be the floor in the arena. I remember being able to feel my heartbeat in my eardrums because I had so much adrenaline coursing through my veins when I would take a hard fall or a body slam outside the ring. The pop of the audience was the payoff for making them believe that you as the bad guy were getting your ass kicked for their pleasure. Then it was over and you would go to the locker room and try to pretend you didnt hurt because no one in the locker room was complaining either. It was unspoken between us all. We all carried pain killers that we ate like candy to stay ahead of the pain that we knew would be forthcoming. The reality was we were out there breaking our bodies to entertain people who really didnt believe we ever got hurt in the ring. I would never tell someone not to do it if its what you really think you have to do, but I warn them all now to look at my xrays and MRI and ask themselves at 50 do they really want to have the pain of a thousand falls coming out in every step they take? the most common answer is the one that I gave to those old wise trainers I had, wont happen to me... Roddy Piper talks about that Silent scream you do in your mind when your body is so racked in pain that you cant imagine living in it for another second, but you cant blame anyone else for it when you yourself are the one who did it. My advice to all the parents out there who are pushing their kids into sports thinking they might be the next big million dollar players, save them the agony of growing old in pain and let em be doctors and lawyers and such....LOL....just like american Idol has killed music, so has the idea that somehow athletes can come out of nowhere and be a star, the reality is so far removed from that. When I die, I hope that scientist will use my body to research the effects of the falls and concussions and maybe help someone, for me that will be a way to give back. I am in no hurry to make the long distance phone call from the Horizontal Phone booth mind you, but I also look forward to the day that I am no longer in chronic pain. Sometimes its beyond depressing, but I try to stay positive and see the good in everything. Many times I fail. but I always keep trying. If you know someone who is thinking of a career in MMA or Wrestling send them my way, I was in my early 20s when I did all the damage and I thought I would never have to deal with the damage done. Truth is we all pay for the things we do today tomorrow. Be kind to yourselves and understand that when you see these guys in the ring they are literally the closest thing to Roman Gladiators that we have on the earth today, they love the crowd and they put their hearts and souls in to making you feel the greatness of the Baby face hero and the evil doings of the Bad Heel....Remember they are just people like you, they had kids who will never know their fathers, who will walk down and aisle without the man who loved them. for me is been an honor to know these warriors. Some had great integrity, some didnt, some were great family men, others were philandering man whores. But the one thing that we all knew about each other was simple, we all wanted to walk out alive and we counted on that other person to protect us in that ring best they could. sometimes bad things happen and you have no control over it. But you knew they wanted you to protect them the same way. So you get close to people you are in the trenches with. You make friends for life. May they all rest in Peace and look after each other there in heaven now. Sorry to Ramble, have had insomnia for days and the lack of sleep is really making me ramble...Thanks to all of you for the prayers and love. I have my retina Surgery this weds and I am going to be damn glad to see better out of my right eye again. Yet another wrestling related injury that finally broke loose all these years later. Grateful they can fix it. Peace to you all and may you have your health all your days. RIP Boys till we all see each other again.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 23:37:54 +0000
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