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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://www.force1pro.com) so I can back up these words.

Also, Japan will be getting their first taste of Sugar when I invade SMASH Pro Wrestling (http://www.smashxsmash.jp/english/index.html), 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 cardsubjecttochange.blogspot.com) 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 http://www.smashxsmash.jp/english/index.html 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 (http://www.force1pro.com) 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 http://getlostphotography.smugmug.com

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 http://www.highspots.com; 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 (http://www.platinumchampionshipwrestling.com) and perhaps one of the most underrated, hot indies anywhere Rampage Pro Wrestling (www.rampageprowrestling.net). 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 cardsubjecttochange.blogspot.com; 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?



-sugardunkertonbro@gmail.com. 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 http://www.highspots.com 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 http://www.georgiawrestlinghistory.com 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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Shock(Italy) vs Dunkerton(USA) – European Sports Conference

Footage from my match in Downpatrick, North Ireland vs Italian Championship Wrestling’s Shock. You may be familiar with ICW from the most recent Young Lion’s Cup promoted by CHIKARA; which featured one of their biggest stars, Kaio.

Enjoy and dig that Wrestling At The Chase atmosphere!

Part 1

Part 2

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