Which Direction?
Everything I've done in life has lead me here... Gate D-12 at Atlanta Hartsfield Airport. I'm sitting here listening to my Ipod, watching strangers passby on their own journey through life. While I sit here I think about all the weekends I've had to leave my wife and daughter at home. The two people I care about most sacrifce for me to live out my dream. Then I ask myself is it worth it....
Wrestling is such a rollercoaster of emotions. The fans see what we do in the ring and judge us based on that. Fine by me... I suppose. I'm sure they don't take into account what happens in our lives outside of a cold arena. They could care less that we are breaking our bodies down and putting our lives on the line. The arrogance of some of these fans is what drives me.
I was in some hot water at the last ROH show. After myself and Bryan Danielson wrestled a hard match against Samoa Joe and Nigel McGuinness (and trust me those two boys hit harder than you can even begin to imagine!) some fans decided it would be cute to throw a roll of toliet paper at me. I understand that was a cute little tradition people had during my run with the Embassy but that is over with. I let my emotions get the best of me and went after one of the fans. Do I regret it? Yes... I regret not smacking him senseless!
I admit I'm a little lost right now but as I sit here and think about what's important to me I realize what I have to do. Being lost is motivation. My fears are gone and with that away goes the disappointments.
Wrestling is such a rollercoaster of emotions. The fans see what we do in the ring and judge us based on that. Fine by me... I suppose. I'm sure they don't take into account what happens in our lives outside of a cold arena. They could care less that we are breaking our bodies down and putting our lives on the line. The arrogance of some of these fans is what drives me.
I was in some hot water at the last ROH show. After myself and Bryan Danielson wrestled a hard match against Samoa Joe and Nigel McGuinness (and trust me those two boys hit harder than you can even begin to imagine!) some fans decided it would be cute to throw a roll of toliet paper at me. I understand that was a cute little tradition people had during my run with the Embassy but that is over with. I let my emotions get the best of me and went after one of the fans. Do I regret it? Yes... I regret not smacking him senseless!
I admit I'm a little lost right now but as I sit here and think about what's important to me I realize what I have to do. Being lost is motivation. My fears are gone and with that away goes the disappointments.