Now THAT'S what I call workrate!
Currently I feel like someone has taken a power drill to my temple but oh well.
Friday was kinda gay, I didn't get to really see Casey because she was moving, but at least her new house is only like a mile away from mine. Went to Ben and Ari's that night because a few of us out of a big group wanted to put-put. So, of me being a tight-wad, didn't. We did get our 11 year-old buddy Dom to go up to a girl on a date with some guy and ask her if she was going to put out just because he bought her a game of miniature golf. She started to flip out and asked if the guys across the course(me, Tony, Adam, and Justin) told him to say it, to which he blames it on TV and not us. It was so hilarious.
Saturday morning I helped Casey and her family move some stuff for a few hours and then headed north.I was actually kinda looking forward to my match in Marion. Anyway, I knew I was coming home 10 pounds lighter, and it would be my last match with Hank, so I was really happy. Anyway, I plan out a simple ass match with no really difficult spots, and it gets completely screwed up a few seconds in. It was seriously one of the worst matches I've ever been in, just complete shit. Thinking about it frustrates me. Anyway, the ring got broken in like 10 different ways and places, and my opponent refuses to bump because of it, even though I took a japanese arm drag, a hip toss, back body drop, a back breaker where I bump, a top-rope missed swanton and more. Then after the match SiKness run in and hits me with a standing sliced bread, however when I hit my head ricochets off of one of the cross beams because the plywood moved, and now I'm here typing with a monster headache because I got a concussion. It's all good though, it wasn't anyones fault, the ring just needs to be fixed up A LOT. Oh well, I really don't care, I'm not wrestling this week because my buddy Jimmy is moving into college and I'll probably help him out.
I'm really looking forward to my last two weeks in Marion. I'm taking on Anarchy on the 20th and The SiKness on the 27th. Both should be awesome, I always put it all out there, but I'm going to pull out all the stops in these matches.
This friday is the Ring Of Honor show in Dayton, really looking forward to it. The last two were great and I'm sure this on will be the same. I'm tempted to go the Chicago Ridge show the next night but I'm not sure about it.
Now to more aspirin and to try to get ahold of Casey.
Friday was kinda gay, I didn't get to really see Casey because she was moving, but at least her new house is only like a mile away from mine. Went to Ben and Ari's that night because a few of us out of a big group wanted to put-put. So, of me being a tight-wad, didn't. We did get our 11 year-old buddy Dom to go up to a girl on a date with some guy and ask her if she was going to put out just because he bought her a game of miniature golf. She started to flip out and asked if the guys across the course(me, Tony, Adam, and Justin) told him to say it, to which he blames it on TV and not us. It was so hilarious.
Saturday morning I helped Casey and her family move some stuff for a few hours and then headed north.I was actually kinda looking forward to my match in Marion. Anyway, I knew I was coming home 10 pounds lighter, and it would be my last match with Hank, so I was really happy. Anyway, I plan out a simple ass match with no really difficult spots, and it gets completely screwed up a few seconds in. It was seriously one of the worst matches I've ever been in, just complete shit. Thinking about it frustrates me. Anyway, the ring got broken in like 10 different ways and places, and my opponent refuses to bump because of it, even though I took a japanese arm drag, a hip toss, back body drop, a back breaker where I bump, a top-rope missed swanton and more. Then after the match SiKness run in and hits me with a standing sliced bread, however when I hit my head ricochets off of one of the cross beams because the plywood moved, and now I'm here typing with a monster headache because I got a concussion. It's all good though, it wasn't anyones fault, the ring just needs to be fixed up A LOT. Oh well, I really don't care, I'm not wrestling this week because my buddy Jimmy is moving into college and I'll probably help him out.
I'm really looking forward to my last two weeks in Marion. I'm taking on Anarchy on the 20th and The SiKness on the 27th. Both should be awesome, I always put it all out there, but I'm going to pull out all the stops in these matches.
This friday is the Ring Of Honor show in Dayton, really looking forward to it. The last two were great and I'm sure this on will be the same. I'm tempted to go the Chicago Ridge show the next night but I'm not sure about it.
Now to more aspirin and to try to get ahold of Casey.