I am going to start off this week with a topic I am have discussing with Sister Brandi lately. Why is it, that every little runt that can do a 450 or a shooting star press figures that they are bigtime wrestling superstars. I run into guys every day that can do some of the most impressive flying moves I have ever seen in my life, but when you ask them to show you what a hammerlock is, or a reverse chinlock, they just stare at you wih a blank look in their eyes. I once asked a kid to show me a sunset flip, he proceeded to climb the ropes and do some kind of a flipping corkscrew deal into an empty ring, landing on his hip. He got up limped back over to me and said "pretty good huh?"......yeah, ok.
Just the other day, I got an e-mail from a kid from somewhere in Kansas, he was asking if I knew anywhere in Kansas where he could wrestle, when I e-mailed him back asking if he was properly trained, this is the response I got, this is an exact quote....."I have been wrestling for 5 years me and friend trained together. We have our own ring and used to put on wrestling shows but nobody came to watch. I can do a moonsault and a 450 splash and a shooting star press. I don't care if I hurt myself." Take into account that this kid is 16 years old, which means he began his impressive career at age 11. "I don't care if I hurt myself", is the most obvious sign that this guy is a moron, that's like saying "I don't care if someone runs me over 15 times with a steamroller, as long as I have it on tape", well kid, if that's the way you wan to be, I will fully support you, so next time you try your super duper corkscrew somersault deathman suicide dive off your parents house, please tape it, so that I can send copies to everyone I know, then we will all sit back, shake our heads and laugh at how stupid you are. It's called the process of elimination folks, I say let these idiots do this crap until they damn near kill themselves, they will stop, one way or another.
This week's pictures of the week actually have nothing to do with myself at all. I was looking around the net the other day and came across these fantastic pictures from a recent UWC show in Pemberton, New Jersey. The midget wrestler you see is none other than The Prince of Old School, Colby Corino. I met Colby when I was down in Philly last year wrestling for PWF. He is not only one of the coolest kids I have ever met, but he is also quite the athlete. A future Karate master and apparently he is quite the wiz on the baseball field too. I believe his opponent here is a guy named Don Montoya. The first picture here shows how serious Colby is taking anythying that Don is saying.
This next picture is the one that made me laugh the most. Not only does Colby have the leg hooked for the pin, but like a true veteran of the squared circle, he's also grinding his forearm into the mouth of his opponent. Way to go Colby!! (that ref looks like Reckless Youth)
Last but not least, from what I was told, this is a picture of Colby cutting a Promo on the microphone and calling for some kind of a rematch. Fantastic! (I think that's Colby's stupid big butt, bully Dad standing next to him)
So I'm looking at the Calgary Sun newspaper as I type this week's commentary and I come across an article that make me shake my head in disgust. There's a former Catholic Priest who was convicted of sexually assaulting a young boy many years ago. The young boy, who's 33 now, has launched a civil suit against the former priest for mental trauma. Now this is the part that makes me shake my head. The priest is now suing the young boy's parents for letting the boy sleep over at his rectory. I'm not saying that this seems like a normal thing, to have your young son staying over at the priests house, but what in the hell does this guy think? He's supposed to be a trusted and respected religious man, why would parents feel there son would be in danger at a priests place? Looks to me that this clown is just trying to make people forget that he is a disgusting pedophile. This is one of those things that makes you wish there was a law that made supidity illegal.
Last night I went and checked out the movie "Dueces Wild". From everything I read, I figured it was going to be a constant flow of fight scenes, which of course is why I wanted to see it. I can only really remember 2 real fight scenes in the whole movie. There were a couple jumpings, but only 2 fight scenes. Kinda defeats the whole purpose of going to see a good fight movie. The movie was ok, but it seemed a little cheesy in parts. I will give it credit for having fantastic sound effects, there's nothing quite like the sound of a lead pipe across someone's jaw.
This Friday, there is a Stampede wrestling show at Cowboys Nightclub in downtown Calgary. I believe I am scheduled in a tag team tables match, myself and Apocalypse vs. TJ Wilson and Eddie Mustang. Kinda makes you wonder where Bruce Hart is hiding for that show. You see Bruce is TJ's real tag team partner, and in fact, Bruce and TJ hold the Stampede Wrestling Tag Team Titles. I can't say I'm really suprised that Bruce has put Eddie Mustang in the match instead of himself, but come on now, not even for myself, but at least let poor Apocalypse have his shot at the tag titles with a real partner instead of that no good Dave Swift! I believe there is also a midget match (damn midgets), a lumberjack strap match, a first blood match, a battle royal and possibly a couple others. It seems like an awful lot of "gimmick" matches, but I guess that's what the bar wanted on the show, and I will certainly take the opportunity to slap around TJ and Mustang.
Well, on that note, I think I have done more than my fair share of ranting for this week, so....
Until Next Time.....Chicks Dig Scars, Colby rules, somebody needs to give Brandi a big anti-stress hug, Allison Danger owes me dammit and come check out Stampede Wrestling this Friday at Cowboys.
Juggernaut