Man, it was an all-dayer away from home.
PWL had finally arrived. Got up early in the morning and headed to Terri's Lounge at around 8:30 A.M. with my brother, with some grub on the road.
We were there, waiting for the ring trailer. And there he was, Jason "The Basher" Clouse. We began setup and it took only an HOUR. Can you believe that? It was absolutely nothing compared to a boxing ring. Seriously.
Everyone was there: Michael Haddix, Cooter Blackwell, Guy Marshall, BD3, my man Azreal, Toby, Draven, Klayton, and all the indy wrestlers: Percy Lynn, Nick Xero, Gameboyz, Jeff King, and 1/2 ton Hilbillies. I gotta tell ya, many of them were AWESOME, and I was glad I got involved with those guys.
A few hours later, after they set up the stage, they all waited around, and then I had an idea. I was going to get some lunch for ourselves and, eventually, the other wrestlers. I got Burger King for ourselves (Alex and me), and pizzas for the other wrestlers (pepperoni and hawaiian). One guy, Jerry Draven, was more than thankful for that. I'm telling you the damn truth.
At one point in time, my brother and I had signed contracts (duration is one year), which we didn't read (BIG mistake for not reading in my view; and another thing, we didn't even tell our parents about them, which is ANOTHER big mistake in my view); fortunately, Jason "The Basher" Clouse went over the contracts for us, telling us that if we get hurt it's our fault, along with other matters like behavior, attemding meetings, damage, etc. With that said, now my brother and I are obligated to be at the MWO shows.
Now let's get to the happy part, shall we? It was showtime, and I did my position as ring announcer, looking good and sounding professional as I did last show. Basically all I did was say the type of match, location, weight, and name (with authority). My dad was there, but I didn't see him (DAMMIT!!). There were bad matches, there were good matches, and then there was the main event. It featured Biohazzard (YOU RULE MAN!!!). No matter what the match, these guys put up a hell of a show.
It was teardown time, and I was informed, along with the rest of the gang, that there was an emergency meeting immediately following the show. Everyone appreciated the work I did, and one guy, Eddie Bacardi, told me that I made this show more professional than anyone ever could. I'm like, "Dude, I'm so touched, man." And I WAS touched. If I'm lying, I'm dying.
Then the meeting ensued. Basically, it was The Basher informing us of what's been happening and what will be happening. He included things like the benefit event Dec. 12th, Christmas Clash, a post-clash Christmas party, the website (along with an online store), and his ordering of more equipment to improve the events. I was aware of all of those things, and then it was over.
Finally, I went home, and it was almost 9:30 p.m. The whole thing (the setup, the show, and the meeting) took 13 hours. 13 HOURS!!! I then went to bed at about 11:30. I apologize for the extremely long post, but I had to share SOMETHING.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
Andrew Steele
We were there, waiting for the ring trailer. And there he was, Jason "The Basher" Clouse. We began setup and it took only an HOUR. Can you believe that? It was absolutely nothing compared to a boxing ring. Seriously.
Everyone was there: Michael Haddix, Cooter Blackwell, Guy Marshall, BD3, my man Azreal, Toby, Draven, Klayton, and all the indy wrestlers: Percy Lynn, Nick Xero, Gameboyz, Jeff King, and 1/2 ton Hilbillies. I gotta tell ya, many of them were AWESOME, and I was glad I got involved with those guys.
A few hours later, after they set up the stage, they all waited around, and then I had an idea. I was going to get some lunch for ourselves and, eventually, the other wrestlers. I got Burger King for ourselves (Alex and me), and pizzas for the other wrestlers (pepperoni and hawaiian). One guy, Jerry Draven, was more than thankful for that. I'm telling you the damn truth.
At one point in time, my brother and I had signed contracts (duration is one year), which we didn't read (BIG mistake for not reading in my view; and another thing, we didn't even tell our parents about them, which is ANOTHER big mistake in my view); fortunately, Jason "The Basher" Clouse went over the contracts for us, telling us that if we get hurt it's our fault, along with other matters like behavior, attemding meetings, damage, etc. With that said, now my brother and I are obligated to be at the MWO shows.
Now let's get to the happy part, shall we? It was showtime, and I did my position as ring announcer, looking good and sounding professional as I did last show. Basically all I did was say the type of match, location, weight, and name (with authority). My dad was there, but I didn't see him (DAMMIT!!). There were bad matches, there were good matches, and then there was the main event. It featured Biohazzard (YOU RULE MAN!!!). No matter what the match, these guys put up a hell of a show.
It was teardown time, and I was informed, along with the rest of the gang, that there was an emergency meeting immediately following the show. Everyone appreciated the work I did, and one guy, Eddie Bacardi, told me that I made this show more professional than anyone ever could. I'm like, "Dude, I'm so touched, man." And I WAS touched. If I'm lying, I'm dying.
Then the meeting ensued. Basically, it was The Basher informing us of what's been happening and what will be happening. He included things like the benefit event Dec. 12th, Christmas Clash, a post-clash Christmas party, the website (along with an online store), and his ordering of more equipment to improve the events. I was aware of all of those things, and then it was over.
Finally, I went home, and it was almost 9:30 p.m. The whole thing (the setup, the show, and the meeting) took 13 hours. 13 HOURS!!! I then went to bed at about 11:30. I apologize for the extremely long post, but I had to share SOMETHING.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
Andrew Steele