Post by Adam Steele on Dec 28, 2013 9:46:49 GMT -5
As I roll into the driveway after my meeting with Max, I kept thinking about the match, will the kid be able to keep it together or will this whole thing turn into another farce staring Adam Steele. Its not me or Nathan I'm worried about, we both have big match experience and personal battles, but this kid hasn't. Still he got a certain spark in his eye and his fire is burning hot, maybe I just worry to much.
I walk into the kitchen and grab a beer, I need to get the old brain fueled and come up with a plan. From the living room I can hear the music playing, probably Matt doing Pilates again, slowly I force myself to go in and say.....
WHAT THE HELL MATT!!!!
Like a soldier, I dive back into the kitchen
Put some damn pants on if you gonna bend that way
Whats wrong bro its just the human body.... its natural
I don't freaking care, I don't ever wanna see that again
Matt steps into the kitchen, thankfully pulling up a pair of sweats, I empty out my beer and grab another, staring at my brothers bare ass in that angle made me wanna forget I was born.
So how did it go with Mrs. Nickelson's son?
He's a good kid, I think he has potential
Well if he is anything like his mom then you're a lucky guy
bro don't go there
you should see her do those leg spli....
DUDE!!!
Dude
DUDEEEEE!!!!
DUUUUUDDDDEEEEEEEE
DUDE!
OK I'm sorry, its just since I started this Yoga, Pilates and Poledancing regiment I've got an whole new perspective on life
Yeah but still bro, that's to much info.... I'm sorry too, this match just bucks me, I mean I'm confident in that Nathan and Max will do their best. I am just worried that It all will end up as a comedy act again
As the good brother he is Matt puts his hand on my shoulder and tries to lift my spirits
Bro remember when we were helping pop at the school?
Yes...
Really?
Yeah why?
I don't
with limited success. He turns around and walks back into the livingroom
My heart to heart with Matt only stirred up more frustration and I went over to the barn to work it off with some ring drills. Funny thing about growing up at a wrestling school, the training sticks with you and you can do it on autopilot. So as I'm taking my sixtieth bump I stay down and stare up at the ceiling, as Matt joins me.
What are we staring at?
Nothing, but a thought just struck me
did it hurt?
As Matt starts to look for the place where the thought struck me, I grab his phone and start recording my message to the world.
My career hasn't been a tale of fame or glory. I've been one of the guys, who wasn't the mainstream material. I don't speak like the Johnny Clashe's or Kurt Newman's of this world. I'm not as flashy and slick as the Blaze's or Baxter's, hell even Bob Herman is more appealing than me on the mic. Instead I was given the task of making those kind of people look good.
Dammit Matt!!! get off of me!!!
But weren't you hurt?
shut up!!!
Now where were I.... for years I made other peoples career's, I took the risks and humiliation to make the shows entertaining. Well I'm sick and tired of being the underdog and comedy act, I am back to make wrestling matter. So what is the first thing I see, when I return? Santa's fan club playing stupid little games.....
W00T!!!! Santa was there?!!!
Shut the hell up Matt!!!
These spoiled Team PWU brats, wanna come in and make a mockery of MY business, hazzling guys like M.A.N..... not on my watch! Adam Steele is back to prove a point, I'm back to teach every little snot nosed brat that wrestling is done in the ring, not on Facebook, Twitter or in Kayley, Hawk and Stefan's case Kurt Newman's lap. Yeah I'm uncivil and that's why this show is my playground and I never play nice.
Tomorrow I will gather with two kindred spirits, who are doing this for the love of wrestling and not to play games. Nathan James a man whose career I've followed, a man as though as they come and Max Nickelson a guy with more heart and desire than you three can muster up together.
Tomorrow we fire the first shot for the little guys in this business.....
BANG!!!!
A shot heard....
around the duckpond?
I look over at my little brother, trying to send him an angry stare, but I can help being amazed at his stupidity
The roundtable?.... come on help me here bro
I walk into the kitchen and grab a beer, I need to get the old brain fueled and come up with a plan. From the living room I can hear the music playing, probably Matt doing Pilates again, slowly I force myself to go in and say.....
WHAT THE HELL MATT!!!!
Like a soldier, I dive back into the kitchen
Put some damn pants on if you gonna bend that way
Whats wrong bro its just the human body.... its natural
I don't freaking care, I don't ever wanna see that again
Matt steps into the kitchen, thankfully pulling up a pair of sweats, I empty out my beer and grab another, staring at my brothers bare ass in that angle made me wanna forget I was born.
So how did it go with Mrs. Nickelson's son?
He's a good kid, I think he has potential
Well if he is anything like his mom then you're a lucky guy
bro don't go there
you should see her do those leg spli....
DUDE!!!
Dude
DUDEEEEE!!!!
DUUUUUDDDDEEEEEEEE
DUDE!
OK I'm sorry, its just since I started this Yoga, Pilates and Poledancing regiment I've got an whole new perspective on life
Yeah but still bro, that's to much info.... I'm sorry too, this match just bucks me, I mean I'm confident in that Nathan and Max will do their best. I am just worried that It all will end up as a comedy act again
As the good brother he is Matt puts his hand on my shoulder and tries to lift my spirits
Bro remember when we were helping pop at the school?
Yes...
Really?
Yeah why?
I don't
with limited success. He turns around and walks back into the livingroom
My heart to heart with Matt only stirred up more frustration and I went over to the barn to work it off with some ring drills. Funny thing about growing up at a wrestling school, the training sticks with you and you can do it on autopilot. So as I'm taking my sixtieth bump I stay down and stare up at the ceiling, as Matt joins me.
What are we staring at?
Nothing, but a thought just struck me
did it hurt?
As Matt starts to look for the place where the thought struck me, I grab his phone and start recording my message to the world.
My career hasn't been a tale of fame or glory. I've been one of the guys, who wasn't the mainstream material. I don't speak like the Johnny Clashe's or Kurt Newman's of this world. I'm not as flashy and slick as the Blaze's or Baxter's, hell even Bob Herman is more appealing than me on the mic. Instead I was given the task of making those kind of people look good.
Dammit Matt!!! get off of me!!!
But weren't you hurt?
shut up!!!
Now where were I.... for years I made other peoples career's, I took the risks and humiliation to make the shows entertaining. Well I'm sick and tired of being the underdog and comedy act, I am back to make wrestling matter. So what is the first thing I see, when I return? Santa's fan club playing stupid little games.....
W00T!!!! Santa was there?!!!
Shut the hell up Matt!!!
These spoiled Team PWU brats, wanna come in and make a mockery of MY business, hazzling guys like M.A.N..... not on my watch! Adam Steele is back to prove a point, I'm back to teach every little snot nosed brat that wrestling is done in the ring, not on Facebook, Twitter or in Kayley, Hawk and Stefan's case Kurt Newman's lap. Yeah I'm uncivil and that's why this show is my playground and I never play nice.
Tomorrow I will gather with two kindred spirits, who are doing this for the love of wrestling and not to play games. Nathan James a man whose career I've followed, a man as though as they come and Max Nickelson a guy with more heart and desire than you three can muster up together.
Tomorrow we fire the first shot for the little guys in this business.....
BANG!!!!
A shot heard....
around the duckpond?
I look over at my little brother, trying to send him an angry stare, but I can help being amazed at his stupidity
The roundtable?.... come on help me here bro
