snap, crackle, Boz or here's your crappy update
ok, here we go. purple arm/hand gimmick is broke. Nashville is a long fucking drive. people suck and chicks give me headaches.
Finally decided to see a Dr after my arm swelled up and looked pretty messed up. After some poking and X-Rays there is a nice straight crack in my forearm. They gave me a small half cast/ace bandage gimmick and tell me to see the orthopedic surgeon. I looked at the Dr and he knew I wasn't going to go and let them put a cast on it. So he warns me if the break separates or gets knocked out of line I would need a plate and screws to put it together. That still didn't convince me so he told me to protect it and come back in a few weeks for another x-ray to see how it was doing. No pizills for the pain though ...grrrr... So I proceeded to finish the month of April's bookings with my arm and a whole mess of tape.
April 10th - IWA - Highland- Big tag team tourney qualifying match - Brad and myself against Chad Collyer and Nigel McGuiness. We lose. Good match though, lots of mat work. Crappy Fanin causes us to lose. So we're out of the tourney, or are we? Carmine quickly steps in, fires Fanin and petitions Prazak and Ian to put us in. Ian informs us we can have another qualifying match on May 8th against the Havana Pitbulls, which should be fun BUT if we lose not only are we out of the tourney, Brad and myself can no longer tag in IWA. No biggie, wait I forgot to mention the HP's will be managed by Bobby "the Brain" Heenan. Great.
April 14th TNA-Xplosion - In order to avoid the curse of Nate Webb I set out for TNA the nite before. After what felt like 3 days of driving I arrive about 4am and fall right asleep. I actually get to TNA on time and find out I'm continuing my feud with BG James and 3 Live Krew. 6 man tag action. It's Scotty Matthews, Chance Prophet and myself against 3LK. 3LK get the win. After show included much beer consumption by myself and Nate. Thursday was spent getting lost in downtown Nashville because I followed Nate. The curse!
April 16th Salem - Hook it up with the Hussman. Second time I've been in the ring with Jimmy. I enjoyed it but we rushed things. I felt bad but what can ya do? Match went decent but I hope we get another chance to do it again down the road.
April 17th LaFayette - It was Danny, crappy Fanin and me vs Ian and the Big Head, I mean Metalhead. It was a fun match the saw Jimamana run wild and Danny and myself drop Stone on the huge melon of his. then we each hit piledrivers on Ian. Good times.
So now I'm not doing anything wrestling related for a few weeks. I'll actually listen to the Dr and sit around and get REALLY crabby now.
Things that are really starting to annoy me:
trucker hats. if you're not a trucker or play little league baseball don't wear these you look like a fucking idiot.
sweat bands. why the fuck are dorks walking around with sweat bands on their wrists? Are you in a band? are you sweating that much you need to wear it to wipe your brow? if not, stop; you look retarded.
Music Elitists. People that think they are some how better because they listen to " the older stuff" from a band. Hey shithead just because you stumble across Legacy of Brutality it doesn't make you one iota cooler than some kid that just bought American Psycho.
Finally decided to see a Dr after my arm swelled up and looked pretty messed up. After some poking and X-Rays there is a nice straight crack in my forearm. They gave me a small half cast/ace bandage gimmick and tell me to see the orthopedic surgeon. I looked at the Dr and he knew I wasn't going to go and let them put a cast on it. So he warns me if the break separates or gets knocked out of line I would need a plate and screws to put it together. That still didn't convince me so he told me to protect it and come back in a few weeks for another x-ray to see how it was doing. No pizills for the pain though ...grrrr... So I proceeded to finish the month of April's bookings with my arm and a whole mess of tape.
April 10th - IWA - Highland- Big tag team tourney qualifying match - Brad and myself against Chad Collyer and Nigel McGuiness. We lose. Good match though, lots of mat work. Crappy Fanin causes us to lose. So we're out of the tourney, or are we? Carmine quickly steps in, fires Fanin and petitions Prazak and Ian to put us in. Ian informs us we can have another qualifying match on May 8th against the Havana Pitbulls, which should be fun BUT if we lose not only are we out of the tourney, Brad and myself can no longer tag in IWA. No biggie, wait I forgot to mention the HP's will be managed by Bobby "the Brain" Heenan. Great.
April 14th TNA-Xplosion - In order to avoid the curse of Nate Webb I set out for TNA the nite before. After what felt like 3 days of driving I arrive about 4am and fall right asleep. I actually get to TNA on time and find out I'm continuing my feud with BG James and 3 Live Krew. 6 man tag action. It's Scotty Matthews, Chance Prophet and myself against 3LK. 3LK get the win. After show included much beer consumption by myself and Nate. Thursday was spent getting lost in downtown Nashville because I followed Nate. The curse!
April 16th Salem - Hook it up with the Hussman. Second time I've been in the ring with Jimmy. I enjoyed it but we rushed things. I felt bad but what can ya do? Match went decent but I hope we get another chance to do it again down the road.
April 17th LaFayette - It was Danny, crappy Fanin and me vs Ian and the Big Head, I mean Metalhead. It was a fun match the saw Jimamana run wild and Danny and myself drop Stone on the huge melon of his. then we each hit piledrivers on Ian. Good times.
So now I'm not doing anything wrestling related for a few weeks. I'll actually listen to the Dr and sit around and get REALLY crabby now.
Things that are really starting to annoy me:
trucker hats. if you're not a trucker or play little league baseball don't wear these you look like a fucking idiot.
sweat bands. why the fuck are dorks walking around with sweat bands on their wrists? Are you in a band? are you sweating that much you need to wear it to wipe your brow? if not, stop; you look retarded.
Music Elitists. People that think they are some how better because they listen to " the older stuff" from a band. Hey shithead just because you stumble across Legacy of Brutality it doesn't make you one iota cooler than some kid that just bought American Psycho.