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  • Birthday 11/23/1970

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  1. <p>The Cast:</p><p> </p><p> Jean finally answered the call. Ed and I were waiting with our list.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"Well kid, I like what I see. Raw mixed with some vets."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#008000;">"Thanks Jean."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#FF0000;">"Hey Jean, Ed here. Looks like the kid learned a bit."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"He had great teachers."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#008000;">"Ha, Ha."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">Let's see, you have Remmy Sky, Teddy Powell, Triple D, Jack Avatar, Kid Toma. Not bad. But how did you get Akima?"</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#008000;">"It's my natural Chord charm. What do you think of the younger guys? and the teams?</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">I like putting Dave and Mercy Michaels together. Who is this team Bandit?"</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#FF0000;">"Phillip LaGrenier is a young Candian. Felipe is a young Mexican. They move pretty fluidly."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"Nice. And you have Death Row coming in as an anchor. </span></p><p><span style="color:#0000FF;"> Vendetta, I've seen. Who is Penfold?"</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#FF0000;">"Another young big boy. He's very green, but has potential."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"So what is your plan to roll out?"</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#FF0000;">"We were concentrate on crowing a champ during the first two shows, a tourney to introduce characters. Then work on the tag titles for show three."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"Not bad. And your name?"</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#FF0000;">"That you will love......</span></p><p> </p><p> To be continued.</p><p> </p><p> Other roster members in no specific order:</p><p> </p><p> Cali Slick</p><p> KP Avatar</p><p> Canadian Crusher</p><p> Sgt. West</p><p> Outlaw Wes Revell</p><p> Masked Stranger</p><p> Buzz Reid</p>
  2. Laying the foundation Now I had made my mind, I needed some advice. I wasn't fool enough to think I could do everything myself. Pops could. Man, he could spot talent, bully arenas, and work the crowd. But he also knew how to delegate some things. There were few people he trusted, but two of them were like uncles to me. The drive up to North Carolina meandered, but that was because I was enjoying the scenery too much. The grand majesty of nature just pounded home 'my duty.' Plus, if this was to take off, I wouldn't get a chance to do this again for awhile. Entering the small gym that I grew up in memories flooded my mind. Ricky and Fred trying to outdo each other on the press. Tony training with Jean. Stan and Rick trying to actually play. Good days. Finally I reached the door. I reached to knock and it opened. "Hey kid" "Hey Jean." We shook hands. I forced a smile, but he knew me well. "Kid what's on your mind?" "Well, you know..." "I don't think Keith will like that." "No, I'm going out on my own. Pop's put some money away. Its like he knew I would do this." Jean smiled. "So why are you here?" I smiled. "I need help...suggestions." "Well that's one thing you didn't get from your dad." We spent the next couple of hours going over names. Jean and I both agreed, I needed to start with the back in order to have a chance. He suggested I call Ed Monton. To grant knowledge I could use Samuel Curran or Smooth C. Both men were fairly good on the mic. To add the color and paint an accurate picture, Herb Staley and Duke Hazard were available. A couple of calls later, we had our backstage and story tellers lined up. Sam came in. "What are you doing here kid?" "I came to check on my legacy, Old Man." Sam barked out his laugh and gave me a bear hug. "I know better, Tommy called me. Now how can I help?" "Everyway, I know the ring and I watched Pops; but who do I trust?" "That is the million dollar question, kid." Here I have a list of names, Tommy and I came up with. I looked it over. "I know some of these guys." "Now you want to be in the southeast?" "Yes sir." "Well I made a call down to the Rainbow. They can host your events, but you need a gym." "How about Georgia?" "The Sweatbox? That might work, kid. I'll make a call." Jean nodded. "Thanks guys. I've got a good foundation. Now to turn on the winning Chord charm." I walked out feeling another load off my chest. The next two weeks were spent on the phone trying to bring others in. Sam was able to get the Sweatbox for us. Ed, Duke, and Herb would be in town on Friday. I scheduled a meeting to draw up our first roster.
  3. TCW: Pscyho Circus backstage. A young man sat. He just had another wonderful night. But his mind drifted back to a conversation two years ago. An old man was sitting in a folding chair in "Son, I will never hold you back. I want you to succeed more than you know, but..." "But...its always but. It's my time now. Tommy wants me to sign. You've let Tony and the others go off." "Boy! I'm not stopping you. Just don't forget where you come from. Don't forget to give back." The boy replied in the present, "You were right, Pops." "Ahem?" Tommy Cornell interrupted the next statement. "You wanted to see me Jay?" "Hey Mr. Cornell. I did, but I don't think you want to hear it." "What? Did Eisen offer you some money?" "No, nothing like that." the boy paused..."But I would like to leave." "May I ask why?" "You knew my dad?" "Is Rip ok?" "Is he ever? But seriously, he's left MAW. Yet, he's still in my head." "Hump. He wants you to give back? You do that by using your talent every night here." "True, but look at how many new stars you get from MAW. He asked me to start a new fed two years ago." "You want to go into business for yourself? You think you can do this part?" The young man just looked at owner. "Do I need to answer that? I grew up watching a pro." "Watching and doin are two different things." "I need to do this. I'll go out and do what you need tonight, but I've go to do this now." Cornell looked hard, then smiled. "I understand boy, but don't think I'm going to take it easy on you. Where are you going?" "I was thinking of Alabama/ Mississippi. There are rabid fans and natural athletes there." "The southeast, Strong's not going to like that." "He probably won't know I'm there. I want to do thinks like Pops." "Taking raw talent is not easy. But you have my blessings boy. Just remember to send some my way." "I will." A smile came over the young man. Finally a weight fell off his shoulders. But he wasn't under any delusion. The hard work was yet to come, but for now he had began. He walked out to the lights. to be continued....
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