back again after a little away time and well in a way a lot has changed, but it all still stays the same.
Right now Im sitting back at the arena, where we are performing tonight, Although I dont have a match I decided to go down and have a chat with some of the guys. I've been a bit absent recently, so thought it would be a good idea to show my face.
The thing is that although we all need to take a break from eachother at times, there is always a place to return to. No matter if your name is Michael Shane, Jeff Hardy, Assasin, R-truth or Goldberg, the people in the lockerrooms across the country will be happy to see you, cause we can all get the feeling that we need a break from eachother, for whatever reason there may be.
For me this feeling often kicks in, when big events are around the corner, so it eventtually had to come this time as well. I think its because I need time away from people to prepare to deliver my absolute best at Mania, both physically and mentally, when I have these periods where I "hide away", I actually spend all my time training. This time though its been a bit different.
In recent weeks I have been moving and before you get all riled up, I havnt moved from Denmark to the states, I've been living there the last four years, but I moved to a new city, to a new apartment and away from most of the things I know.
Now I finally settled in in my new place, but still something is missing, I left most of the people I know back, and believe it or not outside the ring Im actually a pretty shy person, so I have a hard time meeting new people, but well one of the benefits with being in this business is that there is always a show near by, where you can catch up with old friends.
Talking of old friends I see some of them have arrived, so Im gonna head off and find someone to have a beer with.
catch you later.
I finally have come to my senses again, last night dragged out a bit as I met up with an old friend after leaving Jeff, Michael, Joe and Assassin at some bar.
It was nice meeting up with this guy again, he is one of the first people I met in the business, when I still was living in Denmark. He and I spend hours in the gym trying to perfect our ring work and characters... guess who had the most success with that lol.
Actually this guy is the person who laid the foundation for the style and moves I use in the ring today, he introduced me to the idea that a big man doesnt need to only do power moves in the ring, didnt seem right to me at that time, I just wanted to make an impact, it wasnt untill years later in Japan, when I wrestled as part of nWd with Forsaken and Unforgiven I started to see what he meant, and finally when I later met Doomsday that I fully embrased the idea.
Thinking of it now, I probaly have given many trainers and opponents headaches trying to develoap my skill and incorperate new moves into my repetoire.
The think is I love working out new moves, to add some more impact to my ring work, sometimes it goes well, sometimes not, as for example with the Roar Of The Beast. This was a elevatedb cutter of sorts, where I would lift the opponent into the Canadian Rack and then spin twist and turn him while in free fall, the move itself had great impact, but was pretty hard to pull off, in fact I think I only used it once on tv ending the feud between Tribal and me.
Back when I first signed with WWE I was also trying to demonstrate that big men can fly and reguarly used a springboard dropkick, this wasnt one of my greatest plans, cause I dont really have a hard time springboarding off to get elevation with my weight, so it mostly ended with it looking very clumsy and slowly faded away.
In WWE I never took the big risks with how I was wrestling I mostly took the advice from either trainers or other wrestlers on which moves and spots would fit, but back in the indies I did do the occasional high spot and portraing myslf as a more technical wrestler, especially while teaming with Joker in WVW where I reguarly pulled off moonsaults and used a varity of suplexes.
In the end there has been one move that has garuanteed me success The Primal Scream, the Scream has followed me since I started out in the states, although I mostly tried to tone it down in my indy work, in WWE it has become the unbreakable lock, only nearly broken once by Big Show, it has won me many matches and given me a Wrestlemania moment as it secured me the first and only TKO victory at Mania against Kill Crazy.
Although Im still trying to come up with new ways to improve I've gone a bit more traditional in my ring work these days, Im still trying to perfect the Vader Crush and making it work with the rest of my offense, also Im trying to incorporate a Sitout Dominator, but the rest is mostly the same.
Well I better get going, I'll have to hit the gym
See you along road
AHHHH nothing like a night backstage with the guys.
We have just finished off another houseshow and I have been sitting around with Hardy, Shane, Cena and Joe, having a very interesting conversation about all from Lord of the Rings to a tournament of death involving Barney.
Its been a long time since I last spend this much time backstage with the other guys, Ive been a bit stressed out with both keeping up with the houseshows and keeping some personal projects alive as well, but it was a great feeling being back.
Like I have mentioned in an earlier blog I tend to go nostalgic at this time of the year and so Ill do again lol
I remember back when I started in WWE, actually a couple of months before, when I first walked into the locker. Back then I was working for XFW and Scott Neaman had invited me down to a houseshow WWE was doing in the area.
The locker was filled with the stars and I nearly shit myself as Neaman suddenly pulled me over and introduced me to the crowd, the first one to react was Vince, who took a long look at me and told me to call him the next day before rushing off. I stayed close to Scott for about half an hour where I didnt dare talking to anyone, I mean all these guys were the big names, Hunter, Ryan Simmons, Michael Shane, James Steele and The Undertaker, believe me I was scared stiff.
After a while Hunter came up to me and we started talking, we had met earlier at some of SFW's shows where I had wrestled a couple of dark matches, but without any success and I didnt actually think he rememberred me. as the night went on I started to talk with some of the others, I got the hint from Shane that Vince probely would love to book me for some dark matches, due to my size. Sadly the Boogeyman heard that and quickly jumped into the conversation. Marty wasnt happy with the direction of his character at that point and was trying to find a partner to form a tagteam, first off I thought this is my big chance and we started brainstorming on ideas right there. Luckily Ryan, Michael and some of the others could see where it all was headed and they quickly jumped in to safe me.
Following that night I became a regular backstage, I also got to wrestle a few dark matches and eventually signing a contract which I still have lol
During my time here I made a lot of good friends, some better than others.
When I first arrived I remember I was terrified of James Steele, I was sure he hated me or something, then one day I walked into the locker and noone else was there but him, no need to say that the first few minutes were tence, but suddenly we started talking and to this day I think that this guy is one of my favorite persons in the business.
Around the same time as me, Adult Viewing signed with WWE and Butch and Romeo alongside James and I started hanging out backstage, often joined by Michael Shane and Hunter, we would spend very much time together both entertaining and annoying people with our own brand of humor (Im not totally sure if Butch and Romeo actually took it serious lol) later Min Sing joined the group and became somekind of running joke, who never had a momments piece.
A year or so later a veteran came back in the shape of Doomsday, I didnt know if I should run or pass out when I first met him, but he actually turned out to be an awesome person, Nik and I spend a lot of time working together off screen, he thought me how to be more than a generic big man in the ring, training with me develaoping new moves and facets of my ring work, but also taught me a lot about how to act in front of the camera in generel. when he wasnt in work mode, he was just one crazy sob who I loved hanging out withcause it was never boring.
Many others have passed through my live like that, people like Goldberg, Scorpio, and in newer days Jeff, Assasin, Tatanka and many more, I keep learning from them and I hope some of them learn something from me, but the one I learned the most from and who never learned anything from me (despite my efforts to teach him) was the Boogeyman, this guy taught everything I needed to know on how not to act in this business.
Well I better head off and grab a beer with the others before this turns into a dirtsheet rant on Marty.
Hygge All
Wow A rare day off for me. Luckily the house show's are realitively close to my home town so I got the chance to spend some time with my kids.
Not many of you know but in my time away from WWE I was married and had 3 children. I guess their the reason I swallowed my pride and returned. I've been wanting to create my legacy (sorry for the gimmick infringement Randy)
I haven't seen Vince much these last few months. I've been a bit distant since the whole Donald Trump incident as I felt I was unjustly condemned.
But last week me and Vince sat down and had a meeting. It's weird I forget how much we actually have in common until we sit down and talk to each other.
Well as we chatted we basically booked Suffering's next YEAR... Yes YEAR!!!
This will come as a shock to my close fans/friends as I had intended on taking another hiatus after Wrestlemania as this last year has been a wreck on my body (I know it sounds like bitching but you try and work a part time schedule for 5 years and then jump straight into 5 shows a week)
But yes I am confirming here that I may have some time off but it won't be anything you guys actually notice.
For 10 years I have always had 100% faith in the Suffering character. I knew that one day it'd be the big character in pro wrestling. I now have somebody else who feels the same. Vincent Kennedy McMahon.
You know theirs a saying in WWE. Vince will only get 100% behind a character if he is a fan of that character. The fact that he had enough faith in me and Shane to allow us to book our own feud but he took an idea I had and intends on working it into a big angle.
Thank You Vince!!!
Well here I am once more, sitting on the laptop typing up a blog. I can't say I'm very comfortable at the moment as I'm sitting outside waiting for someone to open the doors so I can get into the arena we are meant to be wrestling in. So now I'm stuck outside on a hard bench, which really isn't helping my back. See what we do for you WWE Universe? Anyway I decided to log on to the computer to keep myself occupied whilst I wait for the door to be unlocked and I saw that you fans have been treated to quite a few blogs lately. So I decided not to feel left out and to do a blog of my own to tell the WWE Universe about what has been going on lately in the WWE.
At the moment I'm alone and sometimes this is how I like it...I can see Jeff Hardy every now and then looking quite serious so I presume he is doing something important but beside that it is just me at the moment. I have to say the anticipation has been gradually building for Wrestlemania and were are now only 12 days away from what should be one of the greatest Wrestling moments ever. I certainly can't wait and I'm getting butterflies just thinking about it and I've spoken to several other guys and they seem like they feel exactly the same. Yesterday I had the opportunity to catch up with a recent signee, Jason Cooper who finally has broken into the WWE after spending alot of time in the Indies. I know it has been said earlier by Jeff in his blog but this guy is going to be a star and he has all the credentials to become one. The other day I got to see him cut a quick promo whilst doing a house show and he was fantastic on the mic for a new guy (far better than me I must add, after looking at some tapes of my earlier stuff). He is also a good guy to talk to outside the ring and yesterday we got talking about video games (What? WWE Superstars can't play video games?) and eventually it led to the new Smackdown vs Raw Video Game which brings me to the next thing I would like to talk about.
Just this last Saturday a bunch of us WWE Superstars, myself, Cooper, Jeff and Chavo to name a few, got to go to a big press conference thing about the new Smackdown vs Raw video game. First we got a run down by some dude, Corey I think his name was...wasn't paying much attention to tell the truth and after that we got the opportunity to roam around, get interviewed by some internet nerds (they said they were from Gamingfling...or was it Gamingring? Again I can't remember) and the main reason I went and I presume the others, to play the game. Jeff and I got to have the first go and when we first got on to the game it lead you to some sort of tutorial screen which we skipped right past. After that the main menu appeared and whilst some things were blacked out, there was still a fair amount of things we could chose from. Jeff persisted that we have a look at the new Create a Diving Finisher first (Typical) but I managed to convince him to play a First Blood Match first. I chose to be myself in the game and so did he and then we were into it.
At first glance I could've sworn it was real life the graphics are that good and everything was so detailed, like my tattoo's and scar and Jeff's face paint and arm bands. It then got me thinking about the time that we had to go into THQ and get scanned and speak lines and even grunts into a microphone a few months back. I suppose that payed off as everything looks great. We then got into the actual match and whilst Jeff was trying his hardest to beat me I was more testing out the new things you can do in the game like moves on the apron and leapfrogging an opponent. The one new thing that I didn't like however was the new momentum halo instead of a HUD which got a bit annoying at times. At the end of the match I made Jeff bleed after two Assassinations (which look great!) and a chair shot to the head.
We then took a quick look at two of the new Create modes - Create a Diving Finisher where we ended up creating a move that consisted of several flips and then the Story Mode Designer. The Story Mode Designer was very in depth and you could do a tonne of cool cutscenes (there was even a Michael Jackson based cutscene, maybe based off the time Cena and Shane entered to his music on Raw) as well as making matches and who will win and lose them. Our time was stopped short however as Chavo and MVP kicked us off claiming we had been on it for too long.
Overall it was good fun seeing the new game and seeing myself in Video Game form and I will certainly be buying it when it gets released! I even tried enquiring whether I could get it early but that idea was turned down fairly quickly. Anyway I think someone just arrived with a key so I better be off or I'll be in trouble. I'll hopefully get to speak to you in another blog soon but I'm making no promises as Wrestlemania week I'm sure will be very hectic!
Until then, farewell and I urge you to buy the new Smackdown vs Raw 2010 Video Game (Yes I was told by THQ to plug it lol).
Yours truly, Assassin.
WRESTLEFREAKINMANIA BABY! WOO!
Holy shit! It's 13 days from the biggest show of the year, the granddaddy etc etc i'm sure you've heard those sayings so many times already so i won't bore you with them here. I'm not here for long, Assassin has just returned my laptop after a lenghthy period, checked my history to make sure he wasn't watching some messed up porn like Sergio claims he has on now and again, it wasn't thankfully, it was some dutch pop group called aqua (man they suck).
Anyway back to the important bit, Wrestlemania! I have to be honest with you, the nerves are starting to creep in, i see guys backstage, like Ric Flair, Michael Shane (ass), Suffering and Jeff hardy and they've got these huge matches on the card, i think to myself, i'm on the pre-show card and i'm almost crapping myself, imagine how they must be feeling! For them this is another step on the ladder to the top, to legendary status, for me this is the beginning, i want to look back a year from now, be on that main card, be an established WWE superstar and say, i started somewhere, i started at the greatest show ever seen, this is the beginning of a new era for me and the WWE.
We're at a house show in Texas as i type, i'm just about to have a match with Jack Swagger, i took a look out earlier as they were letting the crowd in, this place is jam packed! It's going to be one hell of a night! Mr Swagger is about to get his ass handed to him.
I'll no doubt do another one of these before Wrestlemania, i shall leave you with this image that i saw as i arrived this evening.
Jeff Hardy teaching Michael Shane how to put Make up on.
Peace.
Again Haven't Blogged in months.
I recently lost a close friend who has been there for me for the last 7 years.
So RIP B.Ookie and today marks the rest of my life.
Wow Vince has forced me to countdown my days to the 3 Stages of Hell match. Which should be ultra boring for all you fans but hey... the boss is the boss after all
Can you believe this is only my 2nd Wrestlemania? I'm a 10 year Vet and I've only appeared at 2 grand daddy's of them all.
I don't think there has ever been so much pressure on me in the whole of my career. I've battled some of wrestlings biggest stars but still this match'll be the biggest ever.
Shane is his usual laid back self, drinking and screwing, as I'm bricking it (as my london bretren say). Maybe this is because my career is on the line in this match.
I've been in the wilderness for 5 years but I've always told everybody that I'm the best in the world. Wrestlemania will be my chance to actually prove this.
But hey if I can't have a 5 star match with Michael Shane then I've as much talent as Nova.
I'll log in tomorrow peeps
JOE OUT!!!
Busy, busy, busy. That's what things are like in the WWE right about now.
We're right around the corner from Wrestlemania 25, the granddaddy of 'em all, the showcase of the immortals, the grandest stage of them all....the most nerve wracking experience of my life.
I've performed live on Raw in a main event match, I've performed at big PPVs like Summerslam and Survivor Series, hell I've performed at Wrestlemania on the undercard....but never have I performed in one of the five big matches on an event of this magnitude, never. With all due respect to Ric he's not a young man anymore, in order for our match to be the match I know it can be we're going to need Ric's quarter of a century in experience and I'm going to have to bare the brunt of the physical work. Don't get me wrong, I have complete confidence that Ric can and will put on a fantastic showing and wow the crowd but it will not be easy. Can we do it? Will we do it? You're damn right.
Things lately in the WWE have been quiet, a lot of the guys seem to be a bit down to be frank. I'd theorize that like myself they're all worried and stressed out about Wrestlemania, this is make or break time for an awful lot of us, this show could send some of us to heights we could have never imagined....or it could end in heart ache. We're feeling the pressure. You know what though? I guarantee you that when they hit the ring, be it Assassin, Sergio Griffon, Simmons, Hansen, Edge, anyone of them, that the moment they hit the ring all of that nervousness flies out of the window and every single one of them will give the match absolutely everything they have. They're all out to steal the show.
There's been some humor backstage though, Assassin is still a straight-edge virgin, Ryan Simmons is still an offensive cross-dresser and the Texas Rattlesnake, Stone Cold Steve Austin himself has been backstage at a lot of the events. Steve appears to be going through a rough period in his personal life at the moment but he's just as good humored and entertaining as ever. His banter with 'Taker and Shawn is legendary. He's an assett to have backstage. As for a return......I don't know. Steve is pretty much finished with the business as far as I can tell but in wrestling one can never say never. Lord knows the fans would go absolutely ape-shit.
I wanna give a brief honorable mention to a guy called Jason Cooper by the way. Trust me, this guy is the shit. The dude has gone from more brands than Jimmy freaking Fatal (who is STILL a talented bloke imo) so he's never been given his time to shine but from what I've seen this guys got talent. I watched some of his TNA work which somehow got lost in the clusterfuck that is iMPACT but was impressive nonetheless. He's not a spot monkey who no-sells big moves like 99.9% of the X-Division this guy combines these flashy moves with a bit of ring savvy and an entertaining persona. From his mic work to his blogs, the guy has got undoubted charisma. Not to mention that he's a genuinely nice guy who's just been waiting for his chance to shine. I have no doubt that when he gets his shot after 'Mania he'll be a star. Who knows, this time next year I could be sitting here typing about Cooper/Hardy at 'Mania 26...never say never.
I've not much else to tell you my friends, I'm typing to you all from the magic of wireless internet in the back seat of a rental car, squeezed between the ample sized Morten Hansen and Suffering, Sergio Griffon having somehow commandeered the front seat while John Morrison takes the wheel. A diverse group to be sure. Travelling down this road gets lonely sometimes but having your wrestling brothers around you makes all of the difference. Be it Joe, Morten, Shane, I don't know where I'd be without them all. They keep me grounded, they keep me safe and despite all of the problems I've caused and had this year they've stood beside me and got me through it. I will forever be in debt to these guys and most of the others backstage, we really have to each other going as we cruise to the next show at 70 miles an hour. Wrestling is indeed an interesting business when 6'5 foot muscleheads (and not so 6'5 muscleheads) depend on each other for their emotional well-being.
I must away for now my friends, I'm hearing grumblings about the nearest grease bucket.....I must locate the nearest place one can obtain a nice healthy wrap. Tortilla bread = Life.
Later,
Jeff
Hello there WWE Universe, been too long since my last blog so I thought I'd update all of you on the goings on in the WWE. Right about now I'm sitting on my plush hotel room bed eating a nice healthy wrap having a very rare day off between shows and promotional appearences leading up to Wrestlemania so I'm going to use my time wisely and blog.
I've been working with Suffering, Flair and Shane more often than not during these house shows which has been a blessing indeed, I've worked with Joe so much this past year that we can put on a good match with our eyes closed and Shane.....well, he can put on a "5 Star Match" with Munk...'nuff said. Flair on the other hand is a lot more difficult to work with. Our personal differences haven't always been kayfabe but I have a lot of respect for Naitch and he's never taken liberties with me in the ring or acted in any way unprofessional, our differences come from our different styles of working. When I started in this business, especially in the indies, 90% of the action was called in the ring we only ever planned our the finish. Sometimes that can make for a great match but sometimes, especially for today's standards, it can be clunky and awkward. When I work with guys like Shane we prepare some spots before we even go out there and then we let some of the magic play itself out, same with Suffering. Flair is an older style worker, he likes to improvise in the ring.
We've only worked tag matches leading up to 'Mania but we're still trying to feel each other out, he's still getting used to some of my spots and I'm still getting used to calling it all in the ring. It's been hard adapting to the other's style of working but at this stage I have no doubt whatsoever that come Wrestlemenia Flair and I can put on one of the best matches of the night. Y'know what? Even at 60 I think Flair and I could quite possibly steal the show, you heard it here first.
I'd like to offer my congratulations to Assassin, today marks his first full year on the active roster. I can't say I liked Assassin from the beginning....he was hella green and (somewhat) impatient, though I was still on the lower-midcard so I said nothing. Within a month however, Assassin calmed down, became a very respectful and talented kid who I knew once he paid his dues that he was going to become something. It took a long time, months in fact, but at the Royal Rumble this year it all paid off for the kid, he joined Legacy and started his first major push into the midcard. I'm proud to call Assassin a friend of mine, I'm proud to see a young kid who actually reminds me a bit of myself at his age getting the push and attention he deserves. Ladies and gentlemen, this kid has yet to hold gold in the WWE but mark my words, he will be the Intercontinental Champion before the year is out. Despite his less than reputable father, this kid Assassin is going to be huge.
My plan tonight is to take the kid out tonight and perhaps even buy him his first beer but I fear he'd much rather stay in and watch a DVD......sigh, Shane and I have our work cut out for us.
Speaking of Shane, as many of you have probably read on the dirt sheets there's been some trouble backstage at WWE events....involving the always controversial Mickie James. Man, you all know my opinion of Mickie but.....this just takes the cake, the girl needs help, lots of it. It's probably best if I leave it at that.
I'm actually a bit nervous at present, I'm not usually a promotional tool for the WWE to use but apparently all of that has changed....they've booked me and Ric to appear on Jimmy Kimmel Live. If you want me to perform in front of 80,000 plus fans I can do it no problem, if you want me to get on the mic and whip out a promo I can do it, if you want me to dive off a twenty foot ladder onto a stack of tables, I can do it.....but outside the wrestling ring? I dunno. Some guys like Cena can do all that, some guys like Shane can extend their characters beyond the ring but I've never done it before....thankfully Ric is the best in the biz so I've got someone to hide behind but I suppose if I want to progress and climb further up the ladder I need to put up or shut up.
It's been a tough week for me, things outside the wrestling business have been weighing heavily on my mind. I've been feeling increasingly isolated, depressed and burned out for reasons unknown to me, there are certain things I'm sure are contributing and it may be the fact I'm ignoring the problems as best as I can but I remain unsure on this road to wrestlemania.
You've heard me vow to steal 'Mania, you've heard me make proclamations and you've heard me moan and complain, now it's time for me to get into the hotel's jacuzzi and rest this tired body before I inflict more pain and anguish on it tomorrow night.
Until then,
Jeff Hardy
Australians! Pythons and Wrestlemania!
We're on the road to Wrestlemania baby! woo! We're touring Texas at the moment, house shows galore. We've just arrived in Amarillo from Houston, 9 hours in Sergio Griffons clapped out Ford, would have taken 8 hours but Assassin can't hold his water. I usually get some sleep on the road but these two guys are hyped about Wrestlemania, we are all i suppose so they kept me awake. This will be my first wrestlemania competing and i've got some nerves but i just have this urge to get out there and show the world what Jason Cooper can do.
We were on the road for about 4 hours when we had to pull over for the third time at a rest stop, me and sergio wait in the car as Assassin uses the rest room, two minutes later the door flies open and Assassin jumps in the car as white as a ghost. A Python! A python! he shouts at the top of his voice. Apparently he goes into the rest room, closes the cubicle door and sits down, looks down at his feet as Python slithers into his cubicle from the one next to him, man i'd have love to have been there to see how quickly he got out of that cubicle.
A personal note here to my fans. I want to thank you all for your support over the years as i've gone from promotion to promotion but after a few meetings with Vince and Shane Mcmahon i feel i've got stability now and i'm sticking with WWE for as long as i can, i've officially been signed to the Raw brand so that's where all you Cooper fans can watch Cooper create controversy.
I'm starting to like these blogs and with Mania on it's way i'll be commenting on some of the big matches on the card over the next few weeks as we travel through Texas, YEEHAW!
They still say that right?
God im fucked lol
just spent the night in a sport bar that was airing some Indy wrestling shit in the company of jeff hardy,michael shane , the three hart kids and mvp.
we just spent the night chatting about wrestling in general and watching the stuff on tv , michael shane was constantly in and out of the bar on his phone and jeff dissapeared early on which is unlike him , usually im the one having an early night,
some indy wrestler named jackson healy??? introduced himself to us and tried to join us for a drink which was met with a stern look.
montel was so smashed he fell asleep and woke up with half an hour to closing time so i basically was on my own with my thoughts and my diet coke untill a bleary eyed mickie james fell in the door just as i was heading off, did nobody bother to give her a wake up call? lol
ill probably have one last drink with mickie and head back too the hotel and my bed
untill then
Im Ryan Simmons and Your Not!!!!!
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
My apologies for that random outburst of blasphemy, but we've just stopped at the most disgusting looking fast food joint you could imagine, a world famous brand I'm probably not allowed to mention but it sounds a little like Clucking Bell.. and so do my thoughts on the place.
As you may, or may not, have gathered, I'm on the road again, headed over from Houston to Amarillo for one of the Road to WrestleMania house shows we're doing all over Texas in the run up to Mania. I'm here with MVP, Jeff Hardy, Mickie James and Morten Hansen. Lemme tell ya, things can get rather uncomfortable in the back seat of a car when both Mickie and Jeff are trying to sit on your lap.. not to mention the fact I keep getting hit in the face by Jeff's elbow as he applies his make up in the mirror.
Still, everything was going fine.... when, as usual, Morten decided he was hungry. Seriously, he has the appetite of an elephant... a Danish elephant, with a beard. But unfortunately for us, Clucking Bell was the first restaurant we came across.
I'm afraid in my old age of 25 I'm becoming something of a snob, been watching too many episodes of Fraiser maybe.. but Michael Shane and fast food don't mix anymore so I decide to wait in the car, risking carjacking by irate Texans and desperately trying to hide the "I voted Obama" window sticker.. before we get hit by a rocket, starting to pen my latest missive for you.. the WWE Universe (or fans, as you used to be known)
The road to WrestleMania to all the WWE fans is one smooth transition from Raw to SNME, all the cool extras, Hall of Fame, WrestleMania Sunday... but to us, the workers, its a lot harder than that. There's no breaks, no time to prepare or change out routine. We do the same thing we do every night Pinky... try to entertain the fans.
So tonight, we're off to Amarillo, a great and historic wrestling town, made (in)famous by the Funk clan.
Tonight I'll have the honor of teaming with Ric Flair to take on Matt and Jeff Hardy, WWE always loving these little reunions for the fans off camera, but the biggest honor of the match will be that Terry Funk will be the special guest referee.
Strangely, I've never met Terry despite being on such good terms with his contempories Ric Flair, Dusty Rhodes and Ricky Steamboat and actually being on the same card at One Night Stand 2007 when MNM defeated CM Punk and Colt Cabana. All speak very highly of him as did Mick Foley when we were on speaking terms. Having achieved so much in this business it'll be a pleasure being in the same ring as the icon, plus the cool thing is that the camera will be there as they're filing the match for some sort of Ric Flair special on the Vintage Collection later this year or some such, so you guys may get to see it too.
But the point is, after tonight, we'll be headed back to Houston, our base of operations for this whole month, late, get about 6 hours sleep before having to be up, to the gym, lines to rehearse for the Press Conference we're holding soon (yes, its all scripted, sorry to ruin the magic) and then I've personally an interview for a local radio station, Wednesday I FINALLY manage to get myself on the Howard Stern Show on SIRUS as a phone in guest and then it's another live event Thursday.
What's taking so long... I look at my watch and see, Mickie is climbing all over Morten as they wait for the order, it seems there's some sort of hold up with the sheer volume. Then I see why, Ryan Simmons is here.... nah he's not, but I like a good cheap shot.
Anyway, it's gunna be a hectic few days but I'll still give 110 percent ever night cause every fan deserves to see the best of Michael Shane, the best of Jeff Hardy and the best of all of us. I know many hold back at these house shows, don't give all they could, but these fans are the ones who buy our merchandise, who buy the tickets, they're just as special whether the cameras are there or not. So to all those fans reading in Amarillo tonight, you maybe in for a treat from us....
And...wha... Jesus, as I look out of the window back into Clucking Bell, not only does Morten seem to have enough bacon tacos to give the whole of Reliant Stadium Swine Flu, Jeff Hardy is happily handing me a huge coke, chicken tacos, fries and heaven knows what.... I think I'll need to find a homeless person to hand this off to as my good deed and go grab some bagels (and ask him if indeed, this IS the way to Amarillo, while I'm at it. I always wanted to ask somebody that).
As MVP starts the car, looking around in alarm at a distant police siren, my thoughts about WrestleMania, this good company, Terry Funk and my legacy in the business start to drift away as only one thought fills my head....
They do do bagels in Amarillo, right?
Hey all, been a while since I updated my great fans on the Universe, too long in fact. Vince recently approached me and asked me to upload some more blogs and keep you guys up to date with the goings on at the shows, on the road and the like as we travel down this figurative and litteral road to Wrestlemania 25.
Currently I'm typing this blog post up in the back of a rental car next to Michael Shane, Simmons up front and the lovable Morten Hansen up front. At my behest we're currently blasting out Springsteen's Working On A Dream, my new obsession.
Things have been relatively quiet backstage, Saturday Night's Main Event went off without a hitch though. From start to end it felt like a Wrestlemania go-home show, both in the ring and in the back. My own angle finally reached boiling point and seemed to go down really well with the crowd, they're really split down the middle. Since my return from suspension everyone has welcomed me back into the fold, there's still some tension between Mickie and I despite my best efforts but hey....I ain't the only one on that front. Flair wasn't as welcoming as the rest of the roster though.
He's not come right out and told me but I know he's disappointed with me, the looks he's giving me tell me more than words ever could. I can't say I blame him, he agreed to work an angle with me, him a sixteen time World Heavyweight Champion....me, the scrawny kid from Cameron and I screwed up again, affecting him as much as I have affected myself. I can dig that, I don't make any excuses for the way I live my life and I'm not ashamed to hit a few bumps on the road but I heard he wanted to cut a shoot promo on me at SNME.....something he went straight to Vince with, didn't even think to talk to me about first. Ain't that a great way to get me over. I respect Ric Flair as much as if not more than the next guy, he's bigger than the Beatles in my hometown but this rivalry extends past what you see in the ring.
I think our segment went really well though, when we're in the ring together cutting a promo we just seem to gel, the intensity, the animosity, the emotions that we run through in the space of ten minutes surpass anything I think I've done with anyone else. The one thing that seemed to add everything over the last few months was definitely the finish. For the first time in over a year the WWE allowed me to perform a highspot. This was hardly the most highrisk or innovative highspot I've ever done but it got over HUGE with the crowd and the thrill of standing atop the turnbuckle, leapfrogging over a fifteen foot ladder, hearing the collective gasp from the capacity crowd as I soar only to explode and leap to their feet when I come crashing to the canvas......nothing....NOTHING over the past twelve months has made me feel as alive as that single moment......though my ass is STILL hurting. (Make all the jokes you want, boys.)
The backstage atmosphere is much the sameas it's ever been really, Shane and I have kissed and made up (keep that image in mind, folks) and our backstage antics are once again reaching you from headlines of the local dirstsheets. These headlines couldn't be further from the truth. We're all actually getting along for once!
The only person that seems to be being ribbed these days is the little Assassin....for obvious reasons of course. I won't reveal his newest nick nam-....who am I kidding, the twink can't do anything.
I've kept myself rather composed backstage, hanging out with the likes of Mort and the new tag on the scene in The Hart Dynasty, two really cool guys who I've had the pleasure of getting to know better over the last couple of weeks, they have such an intense passion and respect for this business, it's so refreshing to have these two laid back guys in the locker, they have a calming effect on myself and others no doubt.
Currently I'm tossing some jokes Simmon's way, lighthearted stuff about his (lackluster) career.....but I'm glad by the look on his face that he's in the front and I've got a large Dane barking at him to sit still!
We're about to pull in and grab some bagels (at Shane's request and to Mort's chagrin) so I'd better post this now.
Look for another blog from me each day in the run up to 'Mania!
Jeff Nero Hardy
Original Printed: May 25, 2007
Efeds. A word that has many meanings and brings up different feelings in all who come across them. To the outsiders, the people who aren’t fans of Efeds or wrestling in general it can be a boring, stupid, some even say a childish game, many slate the people who are members but most of them stay clear fearing it will lower their reputation as a hip/funky whatever they see themselves as person if they are in any way connected to them. To the people who are members or enjoy reading the great shows put on by many a great writer it can be many different things, all good but different, a place to get away from the stresses of everyday life, relax and chill out in the company of other like minded people all over the world, to the most imaginative person it can be a time to go into a fantasy world where they base their character or characters on themselves and get to live out the dream they have in their imagination, to others it can be a time to enjoy a good read whether it be a column or regular show put on by the many dedicated writers we have these days or just have a laugh in the chat rooms we have. Whatever the reason you like them, love them, dislike them or despise them, they are there and will be for the foreseeable future, online and on mobile wap.
Writers. If you don’t have one of these there is no point in an efed, they write the shows, they tell the stories and in most cases own the efed. I’ve had the privilege to know many writers in my time, some great, some bad, some can’t be beaten and I have also had the privilege to write myself. A huge amount of imagination is a must for an efed writer and a great knowledge of wrestling moves and in most cases the actual wrestlers themselves in the cases of Efeds who base themselves on current wrestling corporations I.e. WWE and TNA, all of these are a must. A writer has to paint a picture, has to make you feel like your there, make you imagine it in your head, make you feel the emotion that so many people get when watching real wrestling i.e. angry or happy. It’s not an easy task to accomplish, many people criticise writers these days claiming it’s the easiest thing to do in the world but I can tell you from experience and I’m sure many of the other writers I know will tell you it is extremely difficult, to capture the emotion to get across the effort and power and strength and will of the characters we write about. I’ve seen so many Efeds come and go, somebody thinks they can do it and starts one up and when they have to meet deadlines and keep the consistency up it gets too much and the fed closes within weeks. Some web based feds I have visited over the past few weeks don’t actually write shows, in the feds that I have been in and seen, the writer/s have written each match whether it’s been good or not is nothing but these web based feds don’t write the matches they just post results, for example: Joe Bloggs beat Steve Davis via pin, and basically that’s all you get, they seem to put so much effort into the site as in how it looks and how it is presented that they either don’t have time or plain can’t be bothered to write even a semi decent show and I sat there and saw all these people ranting and raving about these web based feds saying they were the best, no one could beat them, I looked at the actual sites and thought what a load of bolloks quite frankly. I clicked on my address bar and I saw the address for WVW which is on mywap, basically a small wap and web site you can use supplied by O2, it’s very basic but also very popular with small Efeds and I thought I’d rather join this fed than most of the web based sites, at least they put in the effort when it comes to shows etc, Andy and Fi two good friends of mine do a great job there. It used to be and in many cases still is that people partially judged your writing on how long a match actually was but I think we’re at the stage now were it’s not the length it’s the quality (drums) A thank yow! In my humble opinion that is. On average I think a decent length for a normal show match is about 4 pages of Microsoft word, it all depends on the writer really. I end this paragraph by taking off my hat to the writers I know and the good writers I don’t. I think I speak for many when I say thank you to all of them (They know who they are) for the time they take and the effort they put in to giving us all a great show to read. Thank you guys.
Characters. Another of the main components in an efed, if you don’t have these then you don’t have a show simply because there’s no one to write about. In my almost five years in Efeds I’ve seen a mixed bag of characters, ranging from the lowest of the low, people like Osama bin laden, Ben Dover and Phil McCraken, to the legendary characters, Nightmare, Doomsday and his famous hockey mask, and the awesome characters from the past two years, people like Ryan Simmons, Primal, James Steele, Michael Shane, Nathan James etc. The first three names I mentioned are a plain insult to Efeds in general and thankfully these idiots were in the “Conference league” Efeds if you will so no one really heard of them. Whether your making your own character or using one of the current superstars of WWE or TNA, it can be the easiest or most difficult thing to do. I’m sure I speak for quite a few people here when I say, you expect the world when you first start in Efeds, you have this idea in your head and you think it’s awesome, it’s so good no one can beat it and you think you’ll be heavyweight champ of a fed within weeks, as I’m sure every young start has found out up until now, it doesn’t work like that and that’s what causes so many arguments and problems in Efeds, these new starts don’t get their own way, the dummy has been thrown and the arms are wailing all over the place. In a way a fed is a like a social ladder, if you’re a champ in a fed you feel in some ways like a somebody, it feels like an achievement even if it is the luck of a guess so you always hope your gonna be next when you first start, always looking for your spot and when it doesn’t these guys can be quite disheartened. I think to create a great character knowledge is once again a must, you need to know the basics of how to cut a promo, when I first started out my promo’s were probably about four lines long and consisted of me saying I’m gonna kick someone’s ass and that was it, but as you gain more experience in Efeds the promo’s get longer and more detailed, I.e. the background, the mood, the tone of voice used, description of the characters etc. You also need to build a persona for your character, I think whether some people like to admit it or not there is a bit of reality in our characters, for instance there could be the cockiness of Edge mixed with the confidence of HBK mixed with the defiance of John Cena and so on but it all makes for some great characters but unfortunately It can make for some rubbish ones too. A couple of my personal favourites are Primal, a great character by a great bloke, Morten’s promos are awesome, there are many destructive monsters in Efeds but I think Primal takes it to a new level and not all of them are Danish lol. Another is Ryan Simmons, I personally don’t know Graeme that well but I can see by his promos and feuds that he very detailed with Simmons, most people as I said before go for the dominant monster type in their characters but Graeme has went for something totally different with Simmons, I see him as the CM punk character of Efeds, not the typical moves nor typical character which is actually quite refreshing. All in all you need to really work at your character whether that be a Nathan James or a Randy Orton, have a bit of patience give across your idea’s and hope that the fed owner is decent enough to give them a go or put you into an enjoyable feud but I will say this, sure you may have your idea’s and in your head they may be great but it might just be in your head, I’m Sure the person who had the cheek to be Osama bin laden had a vision of one day becoming a heavyweight champion and I’m sure he thought it was an amazing idea.
My opinions on here some people may agree with some people will not that’s life as they say. In my opinion Efeds are great and whoever started this craze I’d like to shake their hand, it is to me a time to get away from the stress of real life troubles and a time to relax and let my imagination run away for a bit, a time to have a laugh and enjoy some awesome writing by some talented people. Efeds in general will be around forever I think, it is a craze that will spread even more than it already has but in a way it is still an unknown to many, we must spread the word and expand them. To those who have been here since WWW, things have changed, to those who have just started, things are going to change. In my time here there have been casualties of bitter wars, Wars of word and sabotage, we’ve seen traitors, fed jumpers, the humiliation of people who have deserved it, the coming and going of some awesome and some not so awesome Efeds, the coming together of several and the demise of many. It’s been a roller coaster ride from day one and I guarantee if I live to be 100 and Efeds are still about then so shall i.
If you’ve read this far, I appreciate it thanks.
"Give In to Me" is the tenth track on Michael Jackson's 1991 studio album Dangerous. The single peaked at #1 in New Zealand for 4 consecutive weeks, and at #2 on the UK Singles Chart. It features former Guns N' Roses lead guitarist Slash. The single was never released in North America or Asia.
The single release is notable for its B-sides, which include the album versions of "Dirty Diana" and "Beat It", two songs which also include guest appearances by rock guitarists (Steve Stevens and Eddie Van Halen, respectively).
It is Michael Shane's 17th career theme and his 9th WWE theme
well as most of you know the company has been in some trouble lately, luckily it seems like they are all in the past and we are all looking forward to move on.
All of whats been going on has lead me to look at my past. Ive been wrestling almost allover the world, not many will know my accomplishment from back then, they were few and I wrestled under a mask as Beast. but it wasnt those years I looked back on, I looked back to 2006, when Primal was born, so this is his and my story.
I had left Japan for the U.S in late 2005 and had done a couple of indy shows as Beast, but the character didnt really click with the fans. So I started to look around at some of the other wrestlers who were still "new" on the scene.
Some of the first guys that caught my eye were James Steele and Ryan Simmons, which I knew by reputation from Europe and Japan, also some veterans like Rock Solid, Scorpio, Nathan James and Nightmare, who were the big names in their respective promotions. Slowly I started to take, what I thought, made these guys successfull and mold it in with my own character and personality. and in January of 2006, the savage and powerfull Dane named Primal was finally born.
First stop was a new promotion BPW run by Canadian wrestler Ray Damian, sadly the place folded after only one show and I was out to look for a job again. Luckily I stumbled upon Scott Neaman and XFW, where I was signed, but not before nearly insulting Neaman while drunk lol.
Aday or so after I joined I was invited to a WWE houseshow by Neaman and some others from XFW. After the show Scott introduced me to Vince, who asked if I was interested in tryout in WWE.
So there I was going from having nothing to having a spot on both XFW and eventually WWE. Sadly XFW went out of business before I even got really started, but not before I debuted.
My WWE career started out in an odd way, I started out working a few dark matches, but caught the eye of someone and was soon set up to take part in the European championchip tournament. Meanwhile I was spawning plans with The Boogeyman to join up as a tag team, luckily Vince didnt like the idea and he instead put me in as A.A Estrada's client.
This move I would say made wonders for me as I still needed to learn alot about how things were done here and Estrada really knew how to get me over, the fact that I actually debuted into a feud with fellow debutant Kill Crazy also helped me a lot, although our styles were very different we did get a spark out of it.
I eventually won the tourny and got the European title, in what I still think is one of my best matches today against James Steele, this match really means a lot to me as it really put me into the spotlight, not only because I won the title, but because Steele took me to a whole new level.
The title win would bring me through feuds with Kill Crazy and Rey Mysterio, which really helped me establish myself as a stabil character in the ring.
In the mean time I was also wrestling in a few indies, but never really made anything happen, mostly because they closed shortly after I arrived there.
Then one day Ray Damian called me up asking me to join him and Michael Steven Northmore in WVW where they were starting up a stable. However when I arrived in WVW it turned out that management hated the idea and instead I started feuding with Northmore, with little success.
Meanwhile in WWE I was on a roll winning both feuds and matches untill the fatal day, when I eliminated Undertaker from the Royal Rumble, which resulted in a chokeslam of the stage and him kicking my ass lol.
Around the same time I joined the SFW again with minor success, but before the company closed its doors, mangement pushed the idea of Joker, an indy veteran and me joining forces.
Joker wasnt interested in joining WWE, so we agreed on doing it in WVW and so the wild and crazy story of Disturbed started. at first we couldnt agree on anything, but soon we got it to work, we portrayed the character of two psychotic freaks who wanted nothing more than be accepted and loved. In ring it was all hard hitting blows and no nonsens, but out side the ring we made a lot of funny , wacked and sick segments that would make Russo drool.
Eventually WVW folded and we split up, a few years later we would try to do the same in WWE, but the magic wasnt there.
Back in WWE I had been feuding with first Umaga and then Tribal (Zell) and Carlito, Estrada had moved out of the picture and I was moving towards the Intercontinental title and a feud with Michael Shane, which once again was a great oppotunity for me to step up the ladder as Shane like Steele had done earlier pushed me to the limit. I eventually won the title and at the same time got involved with the New Generation storyline, where Michael Shane and I would be the first two members. It was a great time with lots of fun things to do and a lot of things to learn, it gave me a chance to do things that I wouldnt normally be considered the right character for, fx the Al Gore fight.
At the same time I got to feud with Big Show which was great as it gave my character new opening with its dominance in jepordy.
Shortly after that I slowly faded out of the New Generation as one of its major characters and started to feud with Jeff Hardy, this is most certainly the most intense experiences in my carreer, the matches we had were a notch higher than anything else I ever did and we blended in so well together in the out of ring work it was almost scary.
When the Hardy feud ended I got to tag with Ryan Simmons for a while which has now lead us into a feud, and its great to work with him , Im learning something new for everytime I face him and I think that at Wrestlemania we will blow the roof off.
to be continued..... some day lol
Hygge
Morten Hansen
The Danish Destroyer
Inglorious Bastards: The History of the New World Order
Shawn Michaels had recently comeback from a career ending back injury, persuaded by money, by his own admission, he joined the upstart FWC, reuniting with Razor Ramon and Diesel, better known as Kevin Nash and Scott Hall. The trio would soon form the nWo and the FWC Championship around the waist of Michaels. Despite the accolades and plaudits Michaels received, he and many other Superstars were unhappy in FWC due to the booking flaws of the company.
Since being in WWE Michaels had formed a backstage Kliq, a group of Superstars closely allied and working to advance their own careers and "have some fun" as HBK put it in a 2004 interview. The Kliq were loved and loathed alike, many seeing them as the saviors of the business, the ones taking the war to FWC, while others saw them as arrogant, obnoxious and holding good Superstars down. The Kliq consisted of Michaels, Hulk Hogan, Steve Austin, Nightmare and Silent Assassin, the 5 men who would play a key role in what was to come.
Hulk Hogan immediately formed a new nWo with the returning Kevin Nash and Scott Hall, Nightmare being drafted to SmackDown and also leaving the group. While it looked like the nWo's time maybe over however, they received an unexpected boost as another consequence of the brand split - Eric Bischoff became General Manager of Raw. An nWo sympathizer since the WCW days, Bischoff brought Hogan to Raw and instantly made him World Heavyweight Champion.
The nWo made a career out of putting themselves over young stars, of beating down, holding down and throwing upstarts out of the company. Could it be that Vince saw this as an asset in fighting the New Generation? there can be no doubt that the nWo will stoop to tactics even Randy Orton, Suffering or Legacy would not even consider.
When i was growing up in New York in the 1980s and early 1990s, there was no bigger star than Michael Jackson, his fame and talent cannot be comprehended by many younger fans and people who'll read this blog. He was the Barack Obama of his age and yet, so much more. He was Obama and Elvis Presley all in one. He united black and white, young and old, gay and straight, Christian, athiest, Jew and Muslim all singing and dancing to the tune of all those great albums and works of genius such as Billie Jean, Smooth Criminal and Beat It. Michael Jackson was as much an American icon as McDonalds and Coca-Cola.
Michael Jackson made world leaders listen far more than even Bono could imagine, just like when Presley met Nixon, Reagan wanted to be in the spotlight with Jackson. He was the first MTV megastar, standing alongsode other icons of that era from Madonna to Arnaold Swartzanegger and our own Hulk Hogan. From Motown to the Staples Center, the career of Michael Jackson was played out before our eyes. Before the watching millions, before the fans that loved him and adored him.
And the fans that killed him.
You see when it's all said and done, a heart attack or a drug overdose did not kill Michael Jackson... you did.
Just like you killed Eddie Guerrero... and just like you killed Chris Benoit.
And when it's all said and done, you'll kill me too.
You see, Michael Jackson was the real world Truman Burbank, for anybody who's ever seen that movie The Truman Show. From birth right up until death, the camera and media were on Michael Jackson, he was watched 24/7, fans across the globe wanted a piece of the King, wanted to know every last fact about him. At what point do we stop being a human being with free will and freedom of thought and simply become a prisioner inside our own existance with you the fans and the celebrity obsessed media as our jailers?
But it's not simply some kid wanting an autograph in a resturant, not simply some new story on TMZ, some new lurid false rumor in the New York Post, oh no, it's far more.
You believe we OWE you something, that because you buy our merchandise, because you "pay our wages" you have a right to make a demand of us.
Of course we all love to perform, we all become addicted to the adulation of the crowds, we become high on the love you all give to us and when that's taken from us, just like Ric Flair or Scorpio who signed for TNA, we'll do anything for one last injection of fan appriciation, we're as much to blame... but the fans... well the fans always want more.
"Tell me, can you ask for a little bit more?" asked the song, and you do. You chant for Steve Austin to have one more match despite the fact most of you know he cant and would risk paralysis, you chant for 60 year old men like Ric Flair to have one more match, you beg Jeff Hardy to put his broken, battered and drug addled body through one more table. The sicker of you almost pray at night that John Cena suffers an injury, that CM Punk would break his neck. From "Die Rocky Die" to "Cane Dewey" the wrestling fans have shown that they don't really care about us.
Sat in your comfortable chairs, beer in hand, you demand that i perform for you like a monkey in a freak show or a puppet on your strings. You want me to perform in ever more athletic matches, giving our your little ratings and stars in dirtsheets, you chant "you fucked up" when i prove i'm human, cheer as my blood covers the canvas. When i'm injured, you feel sad for a few minutes... then you start to talk about who'll take my spot. You want matches with ladders and cages.. WWE are now even thinking about a pay-per-view all inside Hell in a Cell... all because you fans will pay a few extra bucks to see me lose few extra braincells. I have to perform like a machine every Monday night, you demand match after match, segment after segment, demand that i perform to your standards, that i serve you on your terms, you want me to be Michael Shane, WWE Superstar, 24/7 just like you demanded album after album from Michael Jackson, demanded he produce another Thriller, demanded songs and performances but called him "Wacko Jacko", mocked and ridiculed him when what he needed was help. Just like you disrespect me and the rest of us in this business whenever we don't come up to your standards or expectectations.
See, Michael Jackson never had any hope of completing his stint at London's o2, it would have been a marathon for him in his prime let alone the man who died dependent on drugs to seemingly even get up in the morning. It would be like Ric Flair, no offense to him, main eventing WrestleMania 50 times in a single year and being expected to put on a thriller and potentially a match of the year each time. It's a ludricous suggestion.
But Michael Jackson had to do it. Don't kid yourself that it was all about paying off debts, he had to do it because he, and you, believed he owed you one last spectacular, one last show, one last memory. Bigger, better, more, and more... and more... and more. Take, take, take. And the greedy music industry, the yes men around him were all to willing to let him kill himself for the money, the fans were all too willing to let him kill himself for one last show. It seems like a fair trade doesn't it... all your love and adulation in exchange for suicide, pushing the body beyond reasonable limits, pumping drugs into our vains to keep us going, our heads screwed up from every crazy little moment. Whether its through a concert at the o2 or just another match at a house show in some tiny town in Florida, this is the deal made between every celebrity and every fan.
You people do not know us. You may think you do, you may watch the characters we play every week on television, read our books and blogs, listen to our music. You may see what you think we are, you may even believe you form a bond with us, like all those fans holding vigils for Michael this past week.... but you don't know us and you don't know me. You weren't there when i went to school, laughed with my friends, when i had my first kiss, lost my virginity or nearly died. You aren't there when i hold my girlfriend at night, when i kiss her goodbye, you aren't there when i share a moment with my parents, when i mock my brother or comfort a friend. You aren't there as i make bagels in the morning or do push ups, you aren't there as i watch TV, down a Coke Zero, workout or go to bed. It's the little things, the normal things we do offscreen that make us who we are, that make us human beings... and mean that you can never know the real us.
You see, that was half the reason for us being in a state of shock and trauma over the Chris Benoit tragedy, we all thought we knew the man. Thought that what we saw of TV gave us a connection, led us to believe he wasn't capable of such an action.. but all we saw was what WWE and WCW before them wanted us to see, what Chris wanted to show us. We didn't know Chris Benoit, we don't know what he was capable of or what was going on inside his own head.
So is it any wonder that Michael Jackson hid himself away inside Neverland and died pumped full of drugs just like Elvis Presley before him? any wonder that Kurt Cobain blew his head off or Eddie Guerrero pumped himself full of drugs as well? is it any wonder that Ric Flair just cannot ever have one last match or Amy Winehouse is drugged up in Jamaica, that Ricky Steamboat and Tommy Dreamer come back for one more chance, one last moment in the spotlight. That for every person we've already lost because of the demands of fame, dozens more are secretly already dying through drug habits and all manner of disorder.
The pressures and demands that you the fans and the mass celebrity obsessed media put upon us is something that you cannot understand. While you think that we live an easy life, that we are rich beyond our dreams, that celebrity and money are a Godsend... it's not as easy as all that. We have to be perfect, beautiful and infallable, the new royalty. We are the World. One hair out of place and we're mocked, one move wrong and the message boards are calling us past it, too fat and WWE are sending you home, too old and you're consigned to TNA.
So the next time Jeff Hardy is suspended for pumping his body full of painkillers and going off the wall.. the next time Mickie James is in the Observer for saying the wrong thing... or the next time i don't put on a 5 star match, or act how you expect... remember one thing - you don't know me. You don't know any of us, whats going on in our heads or our lives.
So the next time you tell me i fucked up, criticize my performance in a match, shoot down my ideas and statements or demand that i perform for you, just picture Michael Shane aged 50, body shattered from years of abuse, pumped with drugs so he can make it down that aisle one more time. Picture his heart giving out before one last night in the sun at a WrestleMania.
And realize... it would be all your fault.
"I'm starting with the man in the mirror, I'm asking him to change his ways and no message could have been any clearer, if you wanna make the world a better place take a look at yourself and make a change"
And to all the Michael Shane fans out there, please don't take this as a personal insult, you know you rock my world... but it's just the way you make me feel. Don't worry, no matter what.... I just can't stop loving you ;)
Michael Shane (OWWW!, I'm bad, i'm bad, ya know it)
Controversial and Joey Nebraska seem to go hand-in-hand. But ‘controversial’ appears to have become a dirty word. People hear ‘controversial’ and they automatically assume controversy means lies. But this isn’t the case. Just because something is controversial, doesn’t take away any of its legitimacy.
Ever since The Opium Den was pulled before it ever even aired, for being “too controversial”, and since ECW on Sci-Fi got scrapped, the Narcotic Nightmare & MNM have been largely without a voice – the Parents Television Council placing pressure on US Network & MyNetwork TV executives to get WWE to reduce our on-screen air time and edit our segments. For too long we have had to endure censorship bordering on suppression. (yes kids, this is the legacy ‘cool’ Michael Shane has left us with).
But there’s some things you cannot edit, censor or hold down, and Joey Nebraska is one of them! So using the medium of the internet, I bring to you, the WWE Universe, MNM 2009’s first on-line dirt sheet – and our topic of discussion this week – DH Smith & the Hart Triology.
Harry, last week on RAW – in only your second televised appearance, you had the audacity to call me out. But you didn’t just start a war of words – you went down the ‘personal’ path, bringing my personal life into my business.
Lets start with the facts, with what you did get right – I AM Canadian by birth… but that is where the truth ends. Had you of dug a little deeper, you may have uncovered more of my story.
My parents were separated when I was still young, and I spent my holidays travelling between Canada & the States. My father was well-to-do. My mother, although the picture of respectability, was, with all due respect, never an intellect. She was vulnerable. Although their divorce appeared civilized on the outside, behind closed doors it was bitter. My father’s mistress fell pregnant soon after the split, and his allegiances and focus changed. We were very much his ‘other’ family, whilst his attention turned to his new brood. Despite being young, I was fully aware of my mother’s delicate and fragile state of mind, so I made the choice to put further distance between myself and my father, by moving permanently to Stateside to be by my mother’s side. It is a decision I resented her for. And one, which despite our animosity towards each other, strangely drew me & my father closer together. Our relationship was not a loving one, yet a strong one.
As a result, I spent term time with my mother, and was educated in Boston, MA. Ever since I can remember I was brought up an American, in America. My father, of dual nationality himself, never challenged this. My nationality seemed more of an issue to the playground bullies, already full of ammunition for the ‘single-parent’ kid, then it ever did to me. As I grew older, I learned about my Canadian roots, but I always considered myself to be American. It was not until later again, until I came to travel the world in pursuit of my dream to become a professional wrestler, travelling to overseas shores, such as Mexico & Japan, when I came to apply for a passport, that my nationality would again become an issue. You see, all my life, my nationality has been more about other people, than it ever has about me. Nationality doesn’t define me, it doesn’t define anybody! Nationality is just a branding device. A tool deployed by prejudice bigots, or more than likely, brain-dead patriots.
That said… I am not without objection to Canada. Canada has, afterall, helped sodomize the business I love – Pro-AMERICAN-Wrestling.
There’s no point denying it. Quite simply – you people need to get over it. It was over a decade ago – and without it, the WWE and wrestling itself would never have got to the heights that it did. It defined and helped spawned an era. An era which in turn captivated the minds of youthful America – of minds like me. Got me addicted. Got me hooked. And which turned me into a fan, and then a wrestler. Wrestling needed Montreal. But what seemed at first like a gift, has turned into a curse.
I am sick of hearing about Montreal. SICK! Everybody knows that Bret screwed Bret. His ego, his own sense of self gratification wouldn’t allow him to drop the belt under anything than his own conditions. He got what he deserved. WCW sucked. He sucked in WCW. And WCW failed. Where is Bret Hart now? But still, it goes on.
Everytime the WWE rolls in Canada, they can’t help but remind us. But they do not benefit us or themselves. They will openly boo the person portraying the good guy, Shawn Michaels. And openly cheer the person portraying the bad guy, JUST because he happens to be Canadian. Well, I’m sorry, but on my way to the top, to the big league, I jobbed a thousand times in my own hometown, busting a gut to do what I love. Hell, I’d go right out there now and do it again if it was right for business. It isn’t disrespect, it’s part of a story.
My second issue with Canada, is it’s loveaffair, it’s affinity with everything Hart. It’s delusion at the Hart Dungeon and it’s worth in today’s scene. And today we have the last three surviving students, the final three graduates from Grampa Stu’s basement: Harry Smith, TJ Wilson & Natayla Neidhart on our active roster. Yes, there's an Elisabeth Fritzl joke in there somewhere.
Now I don’t just talk to all Canadians, but to Harry Smith directly himself:
Perhaps the biggest insult of all, is your blinkered and blinded view on the Hart Family Dungeon, and the fact that you disregard and disrespect any Canadian athlete who succeeds in this business, who ISN’T a product of Fuhrer Stu’s famed academy. And that’s the point.
For every Canadian wrestler who busts their gut trying to make it and fails, you can bet your ass there’s a Hart, or part of their extensive family, willing and waiting just to pussyfoot into the next available generic tactical technician role in any number of backward wrestling promotions across the score. The list of wrestlers who have been buried as a direct result of having no connections with the Harts is vast and plentiful, but I’ll mention just a few:
Sean Morley – better known to most people as ‘Val Venis’. A great and talented wrestler – but when it came down to it, he was lumbered a lousy, one trick-pony gimmick which amused fans for all of 1998 before it got tedious and later forgotten. Sean has my respect because he didn’t feel the need to play up his heritage. He never felt that it mattered what his nationality was, and therefore never made it a forefront of his persona. Had Sean trained under the tutelage of Stu Hart, I have no doubt we would never have seen Val Venis. I also believe Sean Morley would be a former World Champion, remembered for being a brilliant worker. But ultimately, on the downside, we would also have had the fact that he was Canadian shoved down our throats week-in, week-out, and the Harts taking all the glory of his success. Sean didn’t sell-out. As a result he was less successful in the squared circle, and walked away less well-off financially. But he did it as a matter of principle. He did things his way.
But he’s not alone. There are more. Chris Jericho – the Liontamer. Y2J. One of the biggest personalities this business has ever seen – openly, and accurately dismissed his leg of training in the Dungeon as a waste of time – a rip-off in fact. No more than a tick-box fast track to pretentious, hollow success – a Fool’s Gold medal. I think there’s no coincidence that Jericho happens to be a larger-than-life, in-your-face, charismatic, loud and eccentric entertainer who saw the Hart Dungeon as a joke. Jericho is the ying to their yang. Jericho embodies everything that a Hart is not – individual. Unique. Funny. Compelling.
I could go on – Lance Storm. Another son of Canadian wrestling lost in the void. And another who had nothing but a damning verdict on the actual legitimacy of Stu Hart’s Dungeon. A man who, I might add, now runs his own very successful wrestling training academy.
Lance Storm – surely a guy you can sympathize with and relate too, Harry. A man with an abundance of talent, but no charisma. No character. A man who, if you were unfortunate enough to be stuck in a conversation with, would send you to sleep through the sheer boredom of his one-dimensional, robotic personality. A man who was stuck with a shitty gimmick, and although he had the ability to stand amongst World Champions, ultimately chose the dignified option of walking away himself before he became just another joke in the history of Canadian professional wrestling.
I didn’t enrol in the Dungeon, not because I wasn’t talented enough, but because I was smart enough to see the Dungeon for what it truly was. Because I wanted to make it in my own right. To prove that to be the best you don’t just have to jump on the bandwagon of an institution that lives off its past reputation. I didn’t enrol at the Dungeon because I wanted to be my own man. I didn’t enrol at the Dungeon because this business does not need another star with the Sharpshooter as a finisher. I didn’t enrol at the Dungeon because Stu Hart is a senile dictator, too disillusioned by his own freakshow family and own sense of self-importance that he and his understudies have lost touch with modern wrestling. And I didn’t enrol at the Dungeon, because graduating from the Dungeon is not a gift, but a curse.
Take a look. The evidence is there for all to see. I won’t mention names – we are all, regrettably, all too familiar with the events and tragedies that seem to emanate from Calgary, Alberta. (Surely the most evil place on the planet, it could be argued – Austrians take note).
I have never denied my Canadian roots, but I will support and defend my American allegiance to the hills! But quite frankly, I’m not Joey Nebraska ‘the’ Canadian, neither I am Joey Nebraska ‘the’ American – I am simply Joey Nebraska ‘WRESTLER’! And my actions will speak louder and resonate around this industry for decades to come than any patriotic, borderline racist talk ever will. And perhaps that’s something the Hart Dynasty, and Canadian wrestling fans, need to take a long, hard look at.
" Controversy creates cash"
You want ratings? You want asses in the seats and money rolling in then there has never been a truer word spoken than the title of Eric Bischoff's book.
Now i've been a fan of this business for as long as i can remember and it's had it's share of controversial individuals, The nature boy Ric Flair, Dr.Smackdown, The Undertaker and of course Shawn Michaels, just a small list but you get the jist. Now i look at half of them and laugh, i mean come on the only thing controversial about Ric Flair was his nancy boy robes and silver hair when he was in his thirties, the only thing controversial these days about naitch is the colour of sneakers on Michael Shanes feet coming out his ass.
Now i'm sat backstage at the Smackdown house show in San antonio and i look at some of the "performers" here and where is the controversy? I'll tell you where it is! It's on Raw with Joe "Suffering" O'brien, i can still picture it in my head as i'm sure many millions of you out there can, the new generation nature boy (how original) hanging by his scrawny ankles above the ring and Joe bathing in his blood as it dripped from his lifeless body! That was controversy! Michael Shane is Mr cool, walks the walk, talks the talk but have you seen him recently, no one has ever gotten under his skin like that. As you can probably tell i'm not a fan of his, i mean a guy who takes a girl like Mickie James out of the mental asylum just to nail her needs something more than an ass kicking. I have though always been a fan of Joe even back in his evolution days, he can play the mind games, get under your skin, bring you to your knee's and then take what he wants, the man is a genius.
I look at the Smackdown Roster and then the Raw roster and think, that's where the ratings are going to be and this is where the channel will be changed everytime it comes on the tv, once this Shane/Suffering thing blows over, we'll be left with the old man Nightmare fighting Mickey Rourke and the Rock raising his grey eye brow and asking us all the most asked question in this business, can we smell the contents of his incontinence pants? Some may see this as a negative but i see this as an opportunity!
FCW! ECW! TNA! ECW! FCW! From pillar to post, one match here another there, you have seen only sparks of what i am capable of and this is my time to step and and seize an opportunity that will shoot me into the lime light, show the fat, depressed, sad people that there is someone who will shock them on Smackdown and show the people upstairs that there is someone who will bring in the money and sell the merchandise. Controversy does indeed create cash but who will create the controversy....
Jason Cooper!