Is This Thing On?

-Wipes the dust off his WordPress account, coughs a bit, tap microphone-

Test. Test. Is this thing on?

Well good.  Been awhile since I last poked my head in regarding the adventures of the afroed wonder. 5 WHOLE MONTHS to be exact. It’s not that I didn’t sit at a laptop or attempt to do a blog from my mobile from time to time….I just felt like I lacked something worth the keystrokes to talk about. So I waited until there was something worth saying to pop back up.

And here I am. Seeing and feeling different from the February when I last chronicled a non-Twitter thought. I warn you now, this particular blog is gonna be quite Ghostface Killah in terms of stream of thought; so I’d strap in if you wanna follow along with me. And here we go, bullet points go~!

-With loss we all have our moments where the signs are neon bright; but we turn our eye to them; even dim the glare. I don’t care how hardened of a person you think you are; losing something or someone can really gut you.

I come from a background of constant moving around, a broken home, and a general lack of self-esteem early in life (THANKS PUBLIC SCHOOL~!); so losing things and detaching could have been considered a secondary skill. But I’m only human; we all are.

A recent loss was a good friend of mine, Amasis. Our business chews up and spits out wrestlers like sunflower seeds. We know this. But the bonds we build in this strange fraternity don’t make these happenings any easier. I remember jumping on Twitter and hearing small rumors about his forced retirement.

Disbelief. It couldn’t be true. It was only a month or two that we spoke and we talked about all the matches he still had left in him. Mountains to conquer. Talent like that just doesn’t die…does it?

One phone call later; reality laid one right across my grill. This is how it ends? I’m still rocked about it even now. The irony being that it wasn’t set in stone for everyone else until I tweeted it. What a way to finally make the Figure 4 Weekly, yea? /end sarcasm. The more I saw it retweeted and reposted; the more I feel like I was the one that confirmed the death on my own friend’s career.

Worst. Honor. Ever.

A part of me hopes this is premature; that he’ll come back and dazzle us one more time the way we all know he can. I know we care about his well-being and health, but deep down; the selfish person in us all wants one more crazy dance or a gravity defying 450. Me? I just want my friend around.

Get better man. You’ve got friends in or out of the ropes for life.

-I’d like to thank the other half of the Osirian Portal, Ophidian for our two matches (one in CHIKARA the other for Force 1’s Tour De Force) recently. The guy is a real grinder and he’s been forced to adapt and reinvent now that he’s flying solo. The real respect from me comes in the fact that he’s not looking to this as a crutch, but as a challenge that he’s going to tackle head on. I feel like our work brought out the best in us recently and I hope nothing but success for ya in the 12 Large Summit and beyond. You desssssssssserve it. See what I did there? :p

-I’d like to take a moment to speak on my trip to Puerto Rico for PRWA. Wow. From the moment I stepped off the plane, I felt very in tune with the place as a whole and I’d recommend anybody to check it out if they have the opportunity. It’s the kind of place where you swear out you’ve seen the most beautiful sight you’ve ever seen and minutes later, it will be topped. I’m fortunate enough to say that it looks like my relationship with the Puerto Rico Wrestling Alliance will continue after an awesome show in Ponce.

I faced turncoat and general arrogant cat, Samuel Adams and it was a real blast performing for the crowd. Despite language barriers; I loved that they may have not understood what I was saying, but could FEEL what I was getting across. There’s a pride and love they take in their country, heritage, and people and it’s left a lasting impression with me.

PRWA in The Paper!

PRWA in The Paper!

Paradise Exists

Paradise Exists in Puerto Rico

I also wanna give special thanks to Victor and Josian’s lovely and well-cultured wife for furthering my Spanglish! “Yo soy helado chocolate, mamita!” became my phrase over there and to say it was well-recieved was like saying Mark Henry is just a “kinda big” guy :p

Mark my words, Azucar Chocolate has not forgotten my new family in PRWA and the  new wave of fans I’ve taken on. We’ve only just begun!

Ruego nos reunimos más temprano que tarde.

-It’s been quite a time to watch wrestling right now, yea? CM Punk is the hot commodity in a way like nobody would have EVER thought possible with his brilliant promo on RAW. Any semblance of a 4th wall got smashed, but was done artistically enough to keep us out of late WCW territory with shoots that went over EVERYBODY’S heads.

Hop over to Spike TV and you’ve got TNA switching gears and placing emphasis on the X-Division. With that emphasis became focus on strong matches and in-ring storytelling that lead to a highly entertaining Destination X PPV that I’m only recently viewing. Even the introduction of their Bound For Glory series (Hmmm….why does that sound so familair…-logs on to www.chikarapro.comwith each match, round robin style, counting towards a title shot and therefore, making the matches of true worth.

Both companies made returns to what made us fall in love with them in the first place. WWE for unleashing an air of unpredictability and must-see TV that felt real in execution; while TNA proceeded to be very un-WWE like, letting unreal ring work and match-based stories take center stage.

The responses for both products have had fans on a high of interest I LOVE to see in our business. Will they continue down the exciting paths they’ve ventured down? It’s all up to you now guys.

I for one love to read opinions, negative and positive, from fans about matches, shows, and all else they intake about the squared circle. Wrestling fans are a breed that definitely arent shy about what they hate. Mention the wrong wrestler and the temperature on a message board goes up 50 degrees easily. I just hope in the midst of all the negative you don’t forget to commend the positive. Not just in words, but in deed too.

Tune in. Buy DVDs. Do the first P in “PPV”! Your dollars and time decide directions and focus in this business and this time more than ever is where you decide what happens next. I hope the PPV numbers for Destination X and the replays are through the roof. I hope the past few weeks of CM Punk being the highlight of TV usher in strong ratings for RAW. I promise you, they pay attention.

Your voices are loud, but your money makes a great megaphone when that ain’t enough.

– As many of you know, I co-host Pantsless Radio alongside my dear friend Wiggy (@Wiggygator on Twitter)  for Card Subject to Change Network and I was expecting yesterday to be another slapstick episode of debauchery and such.

-Lid blows off-

Then Jimmy Rave (@TheJimmyRave on ze’ Twitter -throws toilet paper-) hit the show and what followed was an hour+ of not only a man who’s had his share of laughs and wild nights; but proof that redemption is out there if you seek it.

Starting off in my career, I used to follow the exploits of Jimmy Rave not just because he was quite the talent, but also because he was a Georgia boy being featured in major indies and internationally. I wanted to see the sights he’d seen and I held to the belief that I could have more than what the bounds of Georgia could give me. Our interview with him yesterday revealed so much in regards to the toll and hefty price he paid to be in this business. Unlike so many of our brothers who have fallen to their vices and demons, Jimmy made it out and continues to perform not only at a high level (as seen recently for Dragon Gate USA, TNA, or on a regular basis with Rampage Pro Wrestling) he now gives back in his community to help others fight addiction.

When the link to download this episode of Pantsless is prepared, I implore you, spend some time and listen to that installment. Take in what he’s saying and I hope it calls out to you like it did for us and so many listeners who caught this live.

It’s amazing how inspirations can find new ways to inspire you.


I've done crazier in AND out of tights! So what's the big deal about planking?

-Planking. The new uber-silly craze to overtake the internet. I feel our goood friends at Wikipedia could educate those who don’t know about planking better than I. I notice there’s no in between on it either. It’s hailed as either the stupidest thing in all of life or quite the creatively fun activity.

The way I figure it, we all are prone to bouts of thoughtful stupidity. It’s gonna happen. Lighten up and realize that laying face down in strange manners isn’t going to rock the Earth off center. In my own case, who would I be to lay in on plankers given that I’ve only partaken in my share of zany moments….

So who am I to get uppity? Plankers gonna’ plank!

-I’ve been asked about shirts and other merch. Patience folks. I actually got some responses from a number of WONDERFUL artists who hit me up and I have every intent of trying to work in the designs they’ve created into shirts. They’re absolutely groovy and I can’t wait to share when the moment is correct.

-Looking ahead I’ll be appearing for Beyond Wrestling’s “About Time” show on the 23rd & 24th of this month. I worked with them for the first time at their Miracle Workers event. It left me a tad skeptical, never wrestling competitively in a setting where just other workers were watching without it being a training or tryout situation. What I found was a crew of lively youngsters, journeymen, future stars, and outrageous personalities. Beyond definitely marches to the beat of a different drum, but the work I saw on display was just incredible and most of all…I had FUN. So much fun. It reminded me why I love this business and set my on a positive road for the coming months to follow. It’s gonna be a pleasure to get it in at their first live show ever and PLEASE don’t forget it’s a double header in conjunction with another bizarrely great company, InterSpecies Wrestling. They’ll be holding their first ever Burger King of The Ring tournament which I’m sure’ll be a hot one. GO DAN BARRY~! (@TheDanBarry on Twitter. Gotta love this guy.)

-I’ve already been asked a few questions as to why I named my lariat the “Bow Chicka Wow Wow”. It stems from a Twitter convo with the lovely librarian-esque Victoria (@prettyheartless on Twitter. Stop by and say hi! Warning: She can live up to her handle.) when I made mention of naming a move that very name. She proceeded to introduce the thought of row of girls screaming “BOW CHICKA WOW WOW!” in unison…..I’m a red-blooded male. What more could you expect from me? She now earns 10 cents every lariat :p

-Wanna thank my supporters in New York for the serious love shown when I hit the Fray for Dragon Gate USA. It pumped me up to no end and I’m just hoping my performance was worth the screams. It’s been a hard climb for some of the shots I’m finally receiving, but you guys make me feel like it’s all a matter of wanting it bad enough. You have no clue the power that holds over a guy. We’ve still got 6 months left before we count this year out; so let’s go higher and go further. I know we can 🙂

Anyway, I got episodes of the Powerpuff Girls on deck and moves to make. I’ll try to keep the blogging more frequent when I can.

By the by….while I’m already up north next week, I wonder what other trouble I can get into. 🙂 Stay tuned. We’ve yet to even get to the 3rd quarter folks!




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SMASHing the Competition

Before I get into details about SMASH, I hope you’ll give this promo a look. This promo means a lot because there’s heart in it. Hope to see you guys at Force 1 (HTTP:// so I can back up these words.

Also, Japan will be getting their first taste of Sugar when I invade SMASH Pro Wrestling (, the company established by WWE/ECW/HUSTLE star Yoshihiro Tajiri. I consider it a great honor to have the opportunity to work with them and make no mistake, I’m getting myself in gear to pour everything I’ve got into this. This also means I’ll be working on my ducking. Can’t get hit with that mist :p

The tour will include 3 shows and will be from April 30th to May 3rd! Below, I’ve got a video with some highlights of the kind of action SMASH presents.

Later days guys, I’ve got a journey tonight which I can’t wait to write about soon. Until next quarter….



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Pantsless Radio Returns!

Hola ballers!

Just thought I’d let you guys know that the return of Pantsless Radio was a rousing success and unpredictable isn’t even the word for the kind of show me and Wiggy had last night. It was a pure pleasure being apart of the show and I look forward to it again next month! In the meantime, if you missed the fun, feel free to give it a listen (As well as the other brilliant programming at via the link below!

I do want to warn you, this is not PG-13 and the show is quite raunchy. Just shooting you the disclaimer so nobody gets offended.

I expect to have a blog in a few days time to discuss my feelings and further information also on being invited to wrestle for TAJIRI’s SMASH promotion in Japan! I’ll be ironing out the dates and such very soon and you’ll get the new as I have it. You can learn more about SMASH at and YouTube “Smash Wrestling Japan” to see some amazing YouTube videos dedicated to their brand of action.

Later days ya’ll and KABOOM.


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You Shining Wizard’ed a WHAT?!

You know what my blog has been missing?

Embarrassing stories!

Every good wrestler has their share of funny stories and anecdotes and I figure why not share an especially funny one of mine. This blog has allowed me to let you guys in even deeper; so it’s only fair I share something that I’m often clowned on in my stomping ground of Georgia.

Allow me to set the scene.


I was not always the Chocolate Ice Cream Dream that you all know and love. There was a LOT of construction to build the super highway of slam dunkin’ that I’m cruising on.

I digress, this is a tale about a 22 year old wrestler from the Georgia independents by the name of…..

Wait for it…..

It gets good……


-Pause for laughter, head shakes, blank stares-

It was a different time in my life. -holds head down sheepishly-

 I had no idea what service I was apart of to obtain the title of captain with all this crunkness; but hey, this was actually my NON-WACKEST gimmick for the timeframe. (Oh how bad the gimmick train was…..)

Believe it or not, I was on my 5TH year of wrestling around that time. I make it no secret that my initial training was quite poor. (Which is why I STRESS listening to veterans and making sure to seek reputable training when you start. I was fortunate to have good mentors to fix my mistakes as I traveled, but my career could have gone to the wayside if not for that.) I had tools, but lacked the knowledge and savvy to put them all together and make it a package worth seeing. Around this time, I was trying to find work with quality companies, failing to realize I lacked the qualities to hang in those companies.

I lucked out when I got an opportunity to do some ring work with Pro Wrestling Evolution; a Georgia company that had concepts way ahead of it’s time for the Georgia area. First Georgia company to bring in Low-Ki, heavy emphasis on stat tracking for contention, strong style matchups that were foreign to our area, and making heavy usage of the internet for a television product.


Pro Wrestling Evolution banner featuring Kory "Rainman" Chavis, Iceberg, Tank, and Murder-1.

The talent level was off the charts and I was getting my chance to work the undercards, learning as I went and really having to step my game up as I went along. It was a challenge because my psychology or reasoning for moves wasn’t always there and it seemed like the talent was head and shoulders above me in the ring work. I’m just fortunate people connected with me; which really saved my a** more times than I could count until my ring savvy caught up.

Now that the setting and stakes have been explained, lets discuss the scenario shall we? Young Captain Crunk gets his first big match against heel extraordinaire and all around classy cat, Simon Sermon, now a member of the Exotic Ones. I’d like to personally say that Sermon is a gem of the Georgia scene and can tell stories with simple actions. If territories existed, he’d pack houses just to see his downfall. And I’m not just saying that because he put me through a window. :p (One embarrassing story at a time guys.)

The venue was the Waleska Ballfield in Waleska, GA. I’d say there were about 300-350 fans in attendance and the show was off to a hot start. Now check this, remember the mechanical rings that used to carry the wrestlers down to the ring at Wrestlemania 3? Smooth right? Well when you’re in the South and don’t have a Vince budget, replace “mechanical ring” with “F150 truck”.


So the whole gimmick was that the wrestler would hop in the truck bed and get driven from the fieldhouse to the actual field, where the ring was setup, then they make that walk to the ring. This seemed to work well for everyone involved. All but one.

For the true narrative effect, I shall now switch to my novel style mode as I tell this story. -AHEM-

The opening lyrics from “Lose Yourself” were being reenacted at a ballfield in Waleska, GA. Conversation, laughter, and shouting buzzed around him; but his mind muted all distractions. Only the match mattered. For months, he wondered if he belonged within the ranks of this locker room. It was filled to the brim with wrestlers who didn’t even flinch at big match situations, let alone the last match before intermission in front of 350 people.

Their molehill, his mountain. He concealed nervousness with constant action.

Checking his kickpads. Straightening the Kill Bill themed singlet he was so proud of. Hopping in place to stay warmed up. Captain Crunk Carl Wilson had yet to have his defining moment in Georgia. 5 years of “it was alright” and “you just dont get it”, but never THAT MATCH. The one that gets fans talking and promoters on the phone.

Was tonight the night? If it wasn’t, it wouldn’t be from lack of trying.

The wall of silence had been toppled like the Berlin Wall as “What You Know About That?” by TI thundered through the night air. His eyes lit up, knowing he’d never feel more alive than when he stepped through those ropes. He exited the fieldhouse, “good lucks” buzzing by his ear when he wasn’t met with indifference. Those unconcerned with him didn’t stir Carl a bit. They’d know his name next time; he was sure of it.

Nitrous coursed through his veins, the cool air caressing his skin. A field of green was the only thing separating him from the “Ford Tough” chariot that awaited. His insecurities fled and boldness took over. He felt what Phil Collins must have been talking about in the air and now was the time to prove.

Instead of a careful walk, he burst into a sprint. The joy on his face was obvious as he shredded through the air on foot. The 3 1/2 hour drive, haggling with his manager to get a few hours off, and low pay was all worth it for THIS moment.

HIS moment….

….that ended in sheer disaster.

What our young warrior failed to realize is that there was a slight dip in the field just before the truck. Mere steps from the hopping entrance into the truck he envisioned making, his foot fell into this dip of man made design….perhaps destined to make a fool of someone for so long and finally getting the opportunity this night.

Cause I mean, seriously? WHO PUTS A DIP RIGHT THERE IN A MIDDLE OF A FIELD?! I got words for that groundskeeper! Oh, sorry. Messing up the narrative. -Ahem-

His foot slipped into the abyss, the motion he made downward echoing being caught with a expertly executed drop toehold. However, most drop toeholds end with mat…this ended with the our protagonist slamming face first into the side of a F150 Truck bed.

Hard. Like The Rock giving Mick Foley a chair shot hard.

He fell over, pain shooting to his head. His pride would be soon to follow in that pain as a locker room of seasoned veterans, future stars, and influential figures let out a combined roar of laughter. He tried to mute them; but their strength was undeniable. Echoing and echoing.

“Get up stupid. You’re okay.”

The Captain shot up quickly. It can’t get any worse.


Yes it could.

Worse was in the form of slamming the BACK of his head into the bottom of the truck bed, our disoriented subject failing to realize he was still under it as he recovered.

The second wave of laughter flooded him with Katrina-like proportions. Defeated, Captain Crunk held his head in a mixture of pain and disgrace as he weakly deposited himself in the truck bed. This new remix of TI’s popular song had an underscore of mixed laughter as he was chauffeured to his destiny that night.

Be careful when you make wishes to be remembered. Sometimes, they come true. Not a soul forgot the day Captain Crunk attempted to Shining Wizard a truck and failed.

No way he’d become a star.  Right?


“Remember when you Shining Wizarded a truck?” – Random guys after that incident.

I get ribbed about that moment to THIS day when I’m in Georgia and I thought I’d share this with the rest of you. Not only because it’s a funny story that now has been told in a SWEET novel style; but with the right kind of dedication and shot, ANYBODY could be somebody. Never write anyone off.

Hope you had a laugh and perhaps you’ve learned a little something about me. I’ll leave the wizard’s to Muta 🙂

Later days



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Mojo So Dope.

Now that you know the inspiration of the title. Lets get with the blogging! I’m up at 1am my time and it just feels right to drop a blog; Kid Cudi’s sophomore album on blast in the background. My new year of matches has started and so far, so good. The rest threatened to make me lazy, but I guess you can’t keep a playa down when it comes to this ring stuff!

And what a first match of 2011 it was….

Rich Swann of the group Ronin, who’s blazing the ranks of Dragon Gate USA, vs. the Mayor of All The Air himself in my Force-1 ( debut. Early December of last year was my last match and it just felt good to get back out there in front of a rabid crowd and it turned out to be quite a good time. I’ll be back in effect their next event vs Samuel (Some call him Sami :p) Calihan. I look forward to the challenge as his work has only gotten more solid since I was first introduced to him as he rose through the ranks of IWA-Mid South. I don’t expect a technical affair and I’m down with that.

Speaking of non-technical affairs……


Brodie's idea of chiropractic work at CHIKARA's season opener. Photo courtesy of

Ouch. I know. A still shot from the CHIKARA Season opener at the ECW Arena where The Throwbacks rode again against The Roughnecks. If Brodie Lee ever promises you a instant cure to back pain, DON’T BELIEVE HIM. That match was extremely physical and it looks like me and the big man will be at it again in Reading, PA  for CHIKARA; this time Big Rig to Ballhog.

Anybody got that brick Craig used to knock out Deebo on the movie Friday? No. Ugh, guess we’re at it the hard way.

In the midst of booting Bieber lookalikes in the grill and brawling with bearded brawlers; my journey to Philly was also one of learning. I had tagged along with the Highspots crew (Kaboom! Check these hard workin’ cats out at; buy something ya?) the week prior to check out the Ring of Honor shows in Virgina and North Carolina and I made it a point to check out both TV tapings they had the next week as well. What I saw was a dedicated crew of wrestlers and staff who take their product so seriously, that their survival since 2002 is of no shock.

A good wrestler always makes it a point to check out the matches and there was plenty to learn watching 4 events worth of Ring of Honor, my personal favorites being Cole/Bennett from Virginia, Hero/Davey from North Carolina, King/Claudio from the TV tapings on Friday, and O’Reilly/Elgin on Saturday’s tapings for the Top Prospect Tournament. HDNet is truly losing a special product in Ring of Honor, but their loss will be another lucky networks gain. It was a pleasure to observe their product first hand as well as see how it all flows together on the backstage end of things.  As for familiar faces I vibed with and new ones I got the chance to with, hopefully travels will lead us back to some more laughs and experiences!

ROH School Ring

The ring for ROH's training school in Bristol, PA.

There was more learning to be had later on at ROH’s training school in Bristol, PA. Now some of you may ask, “Well I thought you were already trained, Shug?”. Well I am, but a common mistake made among wrestlers is their belief that there is nothing more to learn.

Always remain a student. Always.

ROH’s school challenged me with 2 hours of drills, holds, transitions, and other odds and ends that made every drop of sweat worth it. It’s definitely a worthwhile school to cut your teeth in (if not the CHIKARA Wrestle Factory) and I’ve learned a number of new holds and transitions I look to apply in the near future. I definitely intend to return to see what more I can learn in hopes of challenging and improving myself. I promised you guys I had hopes of being the best wrestler I could be and I don’t break my promises.


– Every time the Lakers lose, an angel gets its wings and there was a lucky angel last Sunday when the Celtics put foot to butt. Lets keep that pushing until playoffs, yea? Meanwhile, Lebron completed his heel turn by helping to decimate his old team in convincing fashion. The NBA picture is looking mighty healthy and you know I’m gonna be trying to take in as much as I can.

-Some would tell you that you shouldn’t take gestures by the fans too close to heart.

Welcome Back Sugar!

A warm welcome back to Rampage Pro!

Sorry. Can’t help it. I recently made my return rounds to Georgia companies Platinum Championship Wrestling ( and perhaps one of the most underrated, hot indies anywhere Rampage Pro Wrestling ( It was at Rampage that my return match with Aaron Epic was met with a crazy “Welcome Back” chant. After the show, I caught up with JR Spires, a cool dude who was a vocal supporter and always asking when I’d be back with the company; and got this picture with him. He was kind enough to let me nab his sign.

I wanna tell you I appreciate you bro and that made my week. This very sign hangs in my room, so your boy is ALWAYS welcomed back when he comes through the door :p.

-The White Stripes are breaking up? Ugh…….if Lupe Fiasco’s new album didn’t already have a release date (Lasers, March 8th. NAB IT) I’d be in musical depression at the moment. Some like to hate on em’ because they both were weirdos; but since when has that ever effected musical quality? They gave us 6 albums of incredible work and it’s a shame it comes to an end. -Blasts “Why Can’t You Be Nicer To Me”-

-No matter what you do, make that time for the little things in your life. We get so caught up in chasing money, dreams, whatever that we forget about the little stuff that humanizes us. Things that keep us grounded. I’ve had to shuffle my schedule to make sure I’m getting time to just do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING (one of my favorite pastimes) and spend time with some great family and friends. I’ve been so much happier and centered since. I promise, if you make that time, you’ll never regret it.

-As announced on popular podcast The Programme, I’ll indeed be co-hosting the reboot of Pantsless Radio with the lovable Canuck, Wiggy. Pantsless is NOT wrestling based. It’s also not PG-13. It’s a very grown folks kind of radio show about relationships, dating, and other adult topics. I do suggest giving it a lesson because Wiggy and I will be offering a fusion of informative-raunchy-humor you just can’t get on any other podcast.

The return episode will be on 7PM and hosted on; which also features a number of other great podcasts for your auditory pleasure. Hope you give us a listen and enjoy what you end up hearing. Feel free to add “Pantsless Radio” as a friend on Facebook by the by. I’d mention MySpace, but does anyone MySpace anymore?


…….anyone? Bookings, concerns, marriage proposals, hate mail, investment plans based in Nigeria? You know where to send it.

In closing….we got CHIKARA round the bend and a few more surprises I hope to spring on you guys. You’ve been hanging in there for a wild journey and I’m hoping we can take it higher then even I expect as the months fall off the calendar. My mojo is quite active and there’s a feeling in the air I just can’t describe. I don’t want to jinx it, but at the rate it’s going; last year’s impossibilities are becoming this year’s “who knows?”

So with that, I leave you with this $5 Wrestling clip, which in no way is meant to get you to go to and buy both volumes of their entertainingly bad brand of pro wrestling…what kind of man do you take me for?! -smile-



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The One That Got Away

Link to an article posted by the good folk of in regards to my love affair with wrestling in Cornelia, GA and my feelings that it may be gone. Hope you enjoy 🙂


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It’s Been A Good Year.

And here we are again. A day away from a new year.

I always find myself in deep thought about everything that happened prior; a highlight reel of events that can’t be redone, but reflected upon.

2009 was a quest for the higher level I had been wanting years before Chuck Taylors became my preferred ring shoe. It was a hard and winding road. However, I reached that goal and exceeded it. My boundaries were no longer limited to Georgia borders. My name was now on the lips of not just a state, but regions and even countries. It was humbling and surreal; but reality always gives you a swift backhand of Dolemite proportions given the opportunity.

Mine came around this same time last year. Which makes the timing of this blog truly fit.

“You made it, kid. But do you belong?”

Oh, did that question haunt me.

Finally at the promised land and wondering if I deserved to be among their ranks. Was my spot meant for someone else?

So season 9 was not only a battle with the BDK, The Unstable, FIST, and now The Roughnecks; but myself as well. I was my own worst enemy and I had weekends where I would tear myself apart for what I saw as a performance not good enough for your dollar. Some of you made that known in so many words and others could never tell. The point is I took in the knowledge and worked on my ring game HARD this year. I don’t expect pats on the back or a most improved award for my troubles, because if you’re not trying to progress in this business, you will fail. No doubt about it. I just want to be able to surpass strides I’ve already made.

In the course of really coming into my own this year; The Peterson Cup standing as a weekend where I could feel new life come out of me, I realized that the man behind the basketball made mistakes. My tunnel vision was on high and my time was scarce. But those who cared stuck by me and still believed, even when I was hurting them by being too passionate. It’s been a fault of mine before, but 2010 amplified it to the nTH degree.

But I realized before it was too late, I can fix it. I won’t lose sight of the rings I hope to inhabit by the end of next year. That doesn’t mean I have to sacrifice those I love to do it. Spending more time these past few weeks of down time with some wonderful people I’ve been so neglectful to over an 11 month period leaves me hopeful I can change and I can be the person I want to be for them. A hero without a pair of tights 🙂

Mom, dad, bro, Virgina family, Amanda, Lauryn (L Boogie <3), Krissie, Aronda, Kisha, Dom, Emily, Margaret, Deanna, PAULA HILL~!, Dantae, Mason, Isabel, Tre, Jacoby, ASHLEY & TOMMY~!, Steelmon, Jeremy, M-1, YOTIMBO~!, my Twitter fam and so many others who have put up with my blindness…let my actions make up for the inabilities of the past. I’m still busy of course, but I’ll MAKE time for you. I love you all.

So where do we go from here? The top if you’re not afraid.

There’s plenty of rings I haven’t been in yet. Plenty of competition I haven’t faced. More countries and states that need a dash of sugar. I didn’t come this far to fall off or fall down. And you as a reader (and hopefully fan) have been witness to a man growing right in front of you each and every match.

Every match is a love letter to a dream I’ve wanted since I was in Underoos. So as we close the chapter that was 2010 and reach 2011; I hope to craft something the likes of which you cats have never dreamed of. As for you, why not make 2011 yours? Who told you it couldn’t be?


Thank you. I love you. Let’s get it.




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