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(OOC: First and foremost, welcome readers. The start of this diary is going to coincide with the announced end of my other, SOTR V2-Peter Michaels. However, I wanted to do something interesting and run the beginning of this new one while the other one winds down and I get set to release the mod that is based on this dataset. That said, I am expecting that Volume Two will carry on for another six months of game time, which will allow me to finish the stories that I planned for it while letting me also begin to flesh out the world outside of the SWF a bit more in this diary.

 

Before I start, I wanted to thank the most excellent graphics folks that have lent their efforts to this upcoming venture, led by Reaper, Finisher, and Kamchatka. Folks like these three add so much depth to the entire community’s enjoyment of the game; I appreciate their work.

 

I also wanted to thank Phantom Stranger and his PPPW diary for raising the bar so high on the style I was attempting with SOTR V2, that I gave up trying to be innovative and flat-out mugged his format for this one. Kudos to a fine writer.

 

Finally, thanks to Bigpapa for having an SWF diary that’s so good, I have no issues abandoning mine…..once I finish, that is. Enjoy.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Secrets of the Ring : Volume Three

-Jillefski Takes Manhattan-

-NYCW 2013-

 

 

 

 

“I mean, it’s not like I’d never owned and operated my own promotion before,” Danny Jillefski says as he sends another cigarette to its death in the bottom of an ashtray off camera. “The truth of the matter is that it was always my long term goal to open another one after I sold the USPW to Sam, this just happened to work out even better. My being fired by the company I started, that is.”

 

 

He pauses and shifts in his chair, obviously a rotund leather job fit for CEO’s, Senators, and other fat-asses who spend a lot of time on their duffs.

 

 

“And I had the money, that wasn’t an issue like some people in the business thought at the time. Turns out The Stomper really just wanted out and didn’t even seem to take into consideration the deal I had in place. It was almost failsafe.”

 

 

A close up.

 

 

“Almost being the operative word in that sentence.”

 

 

His face looks worn as he grins but his eyes, his eyes are very alive.

 

 

“But the real selling point had to be New York City, baby.”

 

 

He smiles; already time for another cigarette.

 

 

“There’s just something about it. The air, the people, and the expectation that those people have about being in the biggest city in the known universe; I don’t know what exactly it is, but there’s something and it’s there. And it wasn’t being capitalized on by anyone.”

 

 

A pause.

 

 

“The way that NYCW was going at that point, being as painfully stuck in the past as they were, there was no way for them to even capitalize on being there. The tri-state area has a rich wrestling history and some of the most loyal, rabid wrestling fans in the world. And for the most part, those fans had to go out of their way to get their wrestling fix. New York was dead. Ask anyone who knows anything about the business in that part of the country and they’ll tell you all about DAVE, and they’ll tell you all about Horatio and PPPW, and about Rapid Pro.”

 

 

“That was a long time ago. Those names; those promotions are dead. But their fans aren’t. Their fans were just sitting there, waiting to come out of the woodwork to see a company whose product spoke to them, that made them feel involved, like they mattered again.”

 

 

“That was who I wanted to be. The one who brought them back.”

 

 

He shakes his head, letting some smoke come out his nostrils.

 

 

“But really, none of this would’ve happened if it weren’t for Alex DeColt.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The scene switches to the inside of a board room, the new angry CGC logo plastered on every surface imaginable just to the point of it being gaudy. The eldest DeColt son, Alex, sits behind a desk, wearing a very casual open collared light blue shirt, trying to look a bit more everyman than his ample mortgage payments would probably suggest.

 

 

“I’d known Danny Jillefski for years at that point, you know, and I’ve always been a fan of his character work. In fact, I know that my father had really tried at a couple of different points to have him come up north and run his executive consultant bit with us. Pops was convinced that we could’ve used him as a heel commentator to start and transitioned him into being the manager of a stable of some sort.”

 

 

He runs his hand through his dyed-and-still-blonde hair before leaning in toward the camera a bit.

 

 

“But when I called Danny about possibly coming to work for us after he had his huge blowup with Strong, he told me he was thinking about going into business for himself again, which I can respect.”

 

 

A cup of coffee is delivered to his desk by a buxom assistant.

 

 

“Being the boss does have its advantages.”

 

 

DeColt takes a second, looking like he is trying to decide the best way to phrase what is about to say.

 

 

“I knew that The Stomper was looking for a buyer. He had debts outside the business and I think by then he knew the industry had passed him by. But a he’s stubborn old coot and for whatever reason he had no interest in selling out to me. I made him at least three offers, each a little higher than the next. And we’re talking some serious money. Life changing money.”

 

 

He shakes his head, letting out a small exasperated laugh.

 

 

“There weren’t even any other offers even on his radar screen when he turned me down the last time.”

 

 

A pause.

 

 

“Some people still say that’s because he knew what I was trying to do and didn’t like it …..”

 

 

He laughs to himself again.

 

 

“…..well, what we were trying to do, anyway. Rip and I. I don’t think either of us were in it for anyone’s approval.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

An old ring shakes with the impact of another tired body slamming down onto its creaky frame. There are only a few cheers from the guys around the ring; this arena is empty, it is a few hours before an MAW show. Sitting above it all, getting a great look at all of the goings on from a balcony seat is Rip Chord, wrestling legend and the owner of Mid-Atlantic Wrestling. As usual, he looks in need of a shave and a shower; his eyes are red around the edges and his posture speaks volumes about the damage he has done to his body.

 

 

“How long have I been in this business?”

 

 

The rhetorical question goes as unanswered as it was intended.

 

 

“Almost forty years, right?”

 

 

His eyes gleam, harkening back to his days as one of the most feared men in the industry.

 

 

“And in those forty years, how often am I not near the top of the heap? I’m used to being the best because that’s just how it’s always been for me. Even when I was still drinking, I always came to fight, and more often than not, I was victorious.”

 

 

“That’s why the MAW became such a……”

 

 

He searches for a second.

 

 

“…..a burden. There, I said it. It became a goddamned burden. It became something that I wasn’t nearly as proud of as I thought I would be.”

 

 

For a second he looks a bit ashamed of himself, but the look is quickly erased and replaced by one of indifference.

 

 

“Even when we were running at our peak then, we were nothing more than a solid indy promotion that might produce a handful of good workers every couple of years….”

 

 

“That’s it. Nothing more. There was never the prospect of any growth for us past a certain point unless we started traveling the country, which is a dangerous proposition for a company like MAW.”

 

 

“Not to mention, do I want to be traipsing all over the friggin’ lower forty-eight at my age? Hell no, I don’t!”

 

 

But then, his frown turns upside down.

 

 

“But ticket sales are just one piece of the pie when it comes to the ways that a wrestling organization can make money. But in order to have some of those things; the bigger advertising contracts, the video games, the DVD distribution, you have to be a national entity. And to be a national entity, you need money.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I told myself that I never wanted to be involved in the wrestling business again after HGC. But over the course of a few years I began watching it on television and then started following a few of the independents via the internet and their home releases. It was a lot like it used to be for me. I became a fan again.”

 

 

He takes a sip out of an enormous gas-station soda cup. It looks almost as out of place on his big executive desk as the three snow globes to his left.

 

 

“And the first time that Rip contacted me about financially backing his MAW’s expansion, I told him that I didn’t really have the interest in it, as a project. I needed to be excited by an idea, something needed to draw me out of the office and back into the business. And throwing some money behind a regional promotion that was being run by a man not exactly known for his dependability was not that thing.”

 

 

He shrugs a little bit.

 

 

“I’m sorry if that sounds coarse; I’m a fan of Rip’s. It was just the reality of the situation.

 

 

Taking a second to adjust his glasses, he continues.

 

 

“But when he called me again, about a year later, I had my assistant schedule him for an appointment at eight o’clock on the following Monday morning, just out of curiosity; he sounded different than he did before. What’s the word I’m looking for?”

 

 

“Motivated, that’s it. He sounded motivated. I liked that.”

 

 

“And when I arrived that Monday, Rip was already outside my office.”

 

 

Smiling.

 

 

“And he wasn’t alone.”

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If this is half as good as everything else of yours I've read, I feel like we are all going to be in for a treat. NYCW is my favorite promotion, hopefully there is still an odd fellow or two around...even though five years is a heck of a long time when almost your entire roster can start out in terminal decline. Either way, certainly exciting about this.
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I'll be reading! The new NYCW logo is made of win and the adaptation of Phantom's writing style fits perfectly. I hope I can stay up to date with this one! :)

 

Agreed on both parts. Every time I see a NYCW diary it reminds me just how much I like the promotion and makes me want to start up a new game. One of these days I'm going to do a diary with them, but never do for some reason.

 

Good luck NoNeck!

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SOTR Volume Three Beginning 1.2

 

(OOC: Wow everyone, thanks for such a great response to the new venture; I am excited to see where it goes too. Between the well wishes on the thread and the stuff via PM, I'm juiced and writing like mad, spilitting time between both V2 and V3. And even though I'll begin posting in this thread more regularly as V2 winds down, I thought I'd add the next piece of the backstory to things, mostly as a thanks for all the traffic and kind words. Be well.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I had run into Rip at a friend’s kid’s graduation in Charlotte and he gave me his private phone number, urging me to call him to discuss booking a CGC/MAW supershow. We’d always wanted to run in the US, but we also knew that we couldn’t draw well enough down in the states to make it worthwhile. A cooperative event would give us virtually the same thing, so I didn’t even wait until the next morning to call him back. It probably looked desperate, but I don’t care.”

 

 

His phone buzzes, but with a casual flick of his wrist he stifles it.

 

 

“Now look, Pops had frowned on expanding the company past the Canadian border, and that’s kind of how the entire industry, and many of the boys, started to see us, as a promotion that was treading water. When NOTBPW went belly up, we didn’t have our pick of their talent like we should have. Most of them went elsewhere and, to me, that spoke volumes about what they thought of our long term prospects.”

 

 

“But that’s not how I saw things at all. Far from it. I wanted to grow. And when I called Rip back and he told me that he was more than interested in co-booking an event with CGC, but that if I had a few minutes, he’d like to meet me downstairs in the hotel bar to discuss something much more lucrative.”

 

 

“How could I say no?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“The whole country used to be divided into territories, see? But when Eisen decided he was going national, he put the last bullet in the whole operation. To be truthful, the regional system had run its course and was dying a slow death anyway. Everybody was trying to get enough control to be the first to go national, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Eisen just beat them to it, and it was smart play on his part.”

 

 

 

“Look at what his little company has become, huh? A publicly traded media giant that has its fingers in so many different coffers, their own will never go dry. Back running neck in neck with Tommy Cornell and TCW, too.”

 

 

Chord coughs into his fist and grimaces a bit before continuing,

 

 

“The problem with the territorial system, after most of the talent had been harvested out of it was essentially the lack of money. More areas to run and more TV coverage means bigger and bigger houses in each town and bigger gates at each show.”

 

 

“Smaller areas to run means…..well…….”

 

 

“The opposite, I guess.”

 

 

“When I met with Alex, I just casually threw out the idea of trying to unify a few of the independent companies among about a dozen other things as though it was something I had just thought of on the spot. In all honesty, I had been trying to figure out a way to make that very idea come together for a few years, but had run into nothing but dead ends.”

 

 

“That is, until Steve Flash bought RIPW. When Nero died, god rest his soul, I never thought I’d end up with an ally to take his place. But I did. I found someone else who understood that the old school mentality could co-exist with a more modern business approach behind it.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“The indies are my heart, man; my heart and soul, you know?”

 

Steve Flash is dressed well, actually looking the part of owner instead of wearing the windpants and tank top he is infamous for.

 

“It’s a place where the guys actually get a chance to go out there and wrestle and do their thing, whatever it might be. No matter what you excel at, there’s an indy company out there that can make the most of your skills. On the bigger stages of SWF and TCW, they dictate what you can and can’t do. Some people fit into their cookie-cutter mold; most people don’t.”

 

 

“I never did.”

 

 

“But for more and more guys, because of the crap economy, the lure of the bigger bucks of the big two made them willing to accept doing less than their best.”

 

 

He shakes his head.

 

 

“I get it, it’s big money we’re talking about. But what they are doing long-term, is burying themselves. They get the call to go to the ‘big-leagues’ for a reason, whatever it is, and everyone wonders if they’ll be able to make it or not, But when they get to the dance, they’re asked to pull this back and tone that down to the degree where they aren’t nearly as entertaining as they should be. Then, they don’t get over; because everyone is the same kind average no one gets ahead, and it looks to the casual fan like they’ve ‘found out’ and ‘exposed’ that wrestler.”

 

 

“And then it’s back to the indies.”

 

 

“Rip and Alex had a pretty good plan, I thought, and I was ready to have RIPW make some sort of splash. This seemed like as good a time as any to make a move.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“So when I came into that meeting with Stallings, I had Alex DeColt with me and Steve Flash on speakerphone.”

 

 

His eyes twinkle.

 

 

“And I’ll be goddamned if we didn’t sell him on it.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I loved it. They had a great concept and pitched me….hard.”

 

 

Stallings just shrugs.

 

 

“What can I say? It gave me the buzz I was looking for. It made me want to be involved in the business again.”

 

 

He pauses and fiddles with one of his snow globes, shaking it so that its inner blizzard swirls.

 

 

“Correction. It made me want to be involved in the business again with them; with those particular men.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Up Next: "A name, a press conference, and another promotion?"

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This is becoming quite possibly the greatest backstory ever written, kudos. I loved Part 2 (was there ever a part one? Must've missed that...), and I'm thrilled to be in on the ground floor for Part 3, since I missed quite a bit of the SWF chapter.
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Ah, I gots ya. Wasn't sure whether you were taking the mick at my Schiavone-like hyperbole. ;)

 

Ah, I'd say you avoid Schiavone-levels. Because hype that's deserved isn't exactly what Schiavone did, to my mind.

 

And I know what you mean, PS. NoNeck got me all giddy with him comment about my SWF diary.

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SOTR Volume Three Beginning 1.3

 

(OOC: Three hundred and fifty views for the start of my new story? You guys are awesome. So please, have some more, compliments of the chef. And make sure to chew it thoroughly before swallowing.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Within a week we had come up with a name, the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance, and scheduled a press conference in each of our cities, simulcasting the whole thing from a chaotic board room in Atlanta.”

 

 

Stallings fades and some footage from the press conference plays.

 

 

 

 

 

 

AD: “Today will go down in history as a victory for fans of professional wrestling everywhere. Today we look to wrestling’s past to change the course of its future.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rip Chord steps up to the podium, with many print media photographers snapping dozens of shots a second as he does so. He pats Alex DeColt on the shoulder as they switch spots, getting a nod of approval from JK Stallings as he stands behind them, just off to the side.

 

 

RC: “The wrestling that you, the fans, pay top dollar to see has become cold and impersonal, which is why the business is in the state that it is currently in. Stadiums are for football games. Wrestling shows are meant to be intimate affairs that are a shared experience between the performers and the fans. How can that happen one hundred and twenty-five rows back, watching through binoculars?”

 

 

He shrugs. The flashbulbs keep popping.

 

 

RC: “It can’t.”

 

 

DeColt and Flash nod along with him.

 

 

RC: “We’re going to put things back the way they were meant to be; we are going to be everything professional wrestling is supposed to be.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The show returns to the CGC office and Alex DeColt again.

 

 

“It was a great plan. We were going to be able to give the fans the best of both worlds. Not only would we be providing some of the biggest stars a platform to ply their trade, to perform their art, if you will, the way they want to do it. But we’re going to present it to you in such a way that you feel like you can reach out and touch it; like it’s there just for you.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Stallings backed us financially.”

 

 

He holds up a binder; an old school way to keep the book.

 

 

“I had the ideas; he had the checkbook and the interest.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I kept them all afloat for a modest quarterly return of the profits and a hefty percentage of what we called ‘future considerations’.”

 

 

“If they caught on like I thought they could catch on, everyone stood to make a lot of money.”

 

 

Another long slurp from his gas station cup.

 

 

“Especially, yours truly.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“His money gave all of us the opportunity to replace our equipment; our rings, our lights, our sound systems, all of that. It was like an infusion of life for the RIPW.”

 

 

“That’s when we got our six-sided ring and enough lights and pyro to actually do up a house like they would for a TV event or a pay-per-view…..”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I told them I might have an in with one of the bigger American carriers and that I may, possibly, be able to get the XWA’s events on pay-per-view. It got ‘leaked’ to the dirtsheets almost instantly and I think that was when the industry really took notice of how serious a threat to the status quo we were.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Once we started talking about pay-per-view, it was on. That’s not something that just gets bandied about without there really being a chance of it happening. And it was a great idea, too. Could each regional promotion handle the production of a show of that scale? Probably not, right? But could three regional promotions combine their efforts and their talent; pool all of their resources, and put on a show that’s at the level of an SWF of a TCW?”

 

 

“Without a doubt.”

 

 

“The other thing that the talk of XWA pay-per-views did was bring another promotion into the fold.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Mr. Rainer is a very private man, in spite of his level of fame. In fact, I handle every last bit of his business for FCW and all of his legal dealings, as I have for several years.”

 

 

He fans himself with a folded piece of paper. The ceiling fan above his head barely spins.

 

 

“When he flew to Atlanta personally to meet with Mr. Stallings by himself, I knew something huge was going on.”

 

 

“I got a call about a half-hour after he landed with orders to follow in his private jet and clear both of our schedules for the next few days. I already had that night’s FCW show booked and just passed the buck to one of my guys and got on a plane.”

 

 

Gonzalez adjusts his ever present headband.

 

 

“I liked Alex DeColt from the start. When we met, it was like being with an old friend after only a few minutes. The same with Steve Flash. Rip, I knew from some work I did in the states a few years ago. He was a lot more fired up than I remember him being, though. I think the XWA was fueling a fire in him that hadn’t been fed in years.”

 

 

“It was refreshing to be around.”

 

 

He smiles for the first time.

 

 

“Within hours of my landing, Freedom Caribbean Wrestling became the fourth promotion in the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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SOTR Volume Three Beginning 1.3

 

(OOC: Thanks again for the comments everyone. If you haven't already, go cast a vote in the Diary of the Month awards. I put one up for Phantom Stranger's PPPW; help out your favorite, too. Also, I just posted a PPV on the SOTR V2 thread, "Let the Games Begin". It has the continuation of the most controversial storyline I've ever done and one of the most violent blowoff matches I could come up with for a sports entertainment fed. Give it a look if it interests you.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Adding FCW to the fold gave us another region that we could run regularly, and it also gave us access to some workers that we might not have been able to use otherwise.”

 

 

Rip is looking for some names in his book to qualify his last statement, but gets sidetracked, his “wanna-hear-a-story” face emerging.

 

 

“And having an XWA tie to Puerto Rican Power in Puerto Rico is like having the golden seal of approval for everything you do down there. It made it an instant stronghold for us.”

 

 

He smiles.

 

 

“Have you ever been in Puerto Rico with Mr. Power?”

 

 

Another question which wasn’t meant to be answered.

 

 

“It’s….”

 

 

“It’s unbelievable.”

 

 

“They treat him like he’s The Beatles and Elvis rolled into one. Everywhere he goes down there, people want his autograph, they want a picture with him, they want for him to meet their father-in-law, et cetera, et cetera…..”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“So all of this happens with the MAW, CGC, RIPW, and FCW forming the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance, right?”

 

 

“And after their first show, they decide that it’s time for them to look for one more area of the country to try to expand to. They contacted CZCW first, even though their product was quite a bit like RIPW’s at that point. I’m not sure how that shook out internally, or what the story was, but sufficed to say Cliff never bit on their offer, deciding to go at it on his own.”

 

 

“A few weeks later when they contacted The Stomper about potentially buying NYCW, for whatever reason he wanted nothing to do with them either.”

 

 

“From what I heard, the old man tore Alex a new one over the phone one afternoon, telling him that he didn’t have any interest in having a promotion that he built from the ground up join an entity like the XWA. He thought it was going to kill what was left of the indies, instead of strengthening the whole industry.”

 

 

“Some people are blind to progress of any kind. This was a revolution, in my opinion.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“So that’s when I got the idea to give Danny Jillefski a call and put a bug in his ear about the ‘availability’ of NYCW. I knew what I was doing. I knew who I was calling.”

 

 

“And in about three day’s time, when he called me back, I barely even had to pitch him. He knew what the plan was going to be. No question.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I want to set the record straight about this particular subject once and for all, because there are a lot of people with a lot of opinions about what actually went down when I bought NYCW.

 

 

There are so many cigarettes in his ashtray that it is mounded, yet he is able to find a spot to snuff the life out of his latest one just the same.

 

 

“Did I promise The Stomper that if he sold to me that I would keep NYCW a true independent, keeping it away from the XWA?”

 

 

He pauses; reflecting.

 

 

“Yes, I did.”

 

 

“I said I wouldn’t join Alex and I did. In less than a week’s time actually.”

 

 

“I lied to him; to The Stomper.”

 

 

“And you know what?”

 

 

“F*ck him.”

 

 

“This business is all about self preservation, something that I learned the hard way.”

 

 

“This was about me having another chance…..”

 

 

“….a chance to do something big; something great.”

 

 

“If you have to tell a lie here or there, whatever; make it a big one and never apologize.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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<p>The First Three Months - C2 P1</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><strong><span style="font-size:14px;">-The First Three Months-</span></strong></p></div><p></p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><strong>Chapter Two: Part One</strong></p></div><p></p><p> </p><p>

</p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

</em></p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><em><a href="</em></p><a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/?action=view&current=JKStalkingsJr.jpg" rel="external nofollow"><em>http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/?action=view&current=JKStalkingsJr.jpg"</em></a><em> target="_blank"><img src="</em><a href="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/JKStalkingsJr.jpg" rel="external nofollow"><em>http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/JKStalkingsJr.jpg"</em></a><em> border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a></em></div><p></p><p></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“We decided most of the titles on the first big joint show, mostly which belts went where by way of who won them. We put the two X Championships in RIPW to emphasize that they were where our high risk, no limits wrestling fans should look. We put the XWA TV title and XWA World Tag Team titles in the hands of Mid-Atlantic Wrestling; two very traditional type titles for a place steeped in wrestling tradition.” </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Plus MAW actually had TV, so putting the TV belt there was a no-brainer, right?”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

He chuckles to himself.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“NYCW had our version of the United States title, too. In our order of things, the US belt was the second most sought after singles title, right behind the XWA World Heavyweight Championship. “</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

Stallings seems to remember he was talking about the first PPV and goes back to it, taking a short pull from the crazy straw peeking out of the top of his gas station soda.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“There’s no doubt the whole thing went over really well on pay-per-view, but it was really just thrown together to capitalize on our buzz. We didn’t do a lot to flesh it out, it was just a supershow that we shot at the North Carolina Biker Museum; it was an MAW show really with a few bells and whistles. Still, it got something like a 1.6, I think.” </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“But we decided to make the XWA World Heavyweight Championship tournament take three shows and have a big tournament; the works.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

The camera slowly gets closer to him.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Five promotions, eight wrestlers, one or two apiece to represent each company, entered in a single elimination tournament to decide the first ever XWA World Heavyweight Champion. Each promotion had a really hot show the month before we started because they all blew off big feuds with the entrance into the tournament as a bonus stipulation in their big matches.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Of course, we had, in our minds, the eight guys that we really thought would do well as champion. But you have to know that, internally, each company has its own set of politics and backstage friendships. There’s no question that it plays just a big a role in who gets what push than actual talent does. In fact, depending on who’s in charge, your relationships can either be your meal ticket or your death warrant.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

</em></p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><em><a href="</em></p><a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/?action=view&current=AlexDeColt2.jpg" rel="external nofollow"><em>http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/?action=view&current=AlexDeColt2.jpg"</em></a><em> target="_blank"><img src="</em><a href="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/AlexDeColt2.jpg" rel="external nofollow"><em>http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/AlexDeColt2.jpg"</em></a><em> border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a></em></div><p></p><p></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“I was going to represent CGC along with my brother Jack.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

DeColt shuffles through some papers on his crowded but still tidy desk, folding up his sleeves partway through.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“The DeColts are CGC and that’s something that I wanted to signify with who we sent to the big dance.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“There certainly were other options; Eddie Chandler comes to mind almost immediately as he was really enjoying a career resurgence with us at that time after returning from the recently deceased NOTBPW. But in the end, it was something that I wanted for myself and my brother. It’s as simple as that.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

He shrugs. There isn’t even the slightest hint of anything resembling an apologetic tone.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“I wanted us to be involved in the first tournament for the sake of history as much as anything else.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

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“The MAW was also in position to put two guys in the tournament.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

The ring in the background continues to shake as a number of dreamers get put through the ringer; class is in session.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“How could I go with anyone other than my son Jay and his best friend Casey.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Every plan that I had for the MAW and, indirectly, the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance, revolved around those two boys and their crew.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

He looks up at the camera and then looks away again quickly, as though he is guilty of something and he knows that we know.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Don’t think I don’t know all about my son. I know how he and Casey like to sh*t in paper bags and light them on fire and all of that.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“But I also know that they’ve been brought up the right way in this business.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

Slowly, a smile creeps its way across his face.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Besides, they are young. And they like to have fun.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

It’s a been-there-done-that smile.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“What’s wrong with having a little fun every now and again?”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

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“Now, bear in mind, I hadn’t decided to come back yet. My ‘un-retirement’ was still about six months away. Otherwise I would’ve totally put myself in as the RIPW’s representative in the World Heavyweight Title tournament.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

The cameras pull back, revealing an expansive amount of wrestling memorabilia decorating the walls of Steve Flash’s RIPW office.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“There would’ve been no reason not to.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

He looks over at a picture of himself in his full black and white facepaint, showing his teeth and holding a so-black-it’s-shiny baseball bat. It makes him smile.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“I had just sort of stumbled upon the basic idea for the Scorpion character at about that time though, if you wanted a free historical factoid…..”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“You have no idea how big a deal that was for me then. For the RIPW too. When I came cruising down from the rafters for the first time, the looks on the fans’ faces…….” </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Awww….it was like a rebirth, or at least, a new lease on the life I already had.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

He comes out of the memory, going back to talking tournament. </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“So, anyway….”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“We had one entry; I went with James Justice.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

Flash shrugs.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“He was really one of our only ‘name guys’ and I thought that was something that was important to them…..”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

For a second he looks distracted again by one of the artifacts on his wall.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“……even though he’d only been on two RIPW shows.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

A pause.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“They didn’t want someone who could go…..”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“….they wanted someone who would sell some tickets. Justice had been scheduled to do some more appearances for us anyway, after mainly working down in the Carolinas for Rip.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Why not just give him his push right out of the gate?”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“He did his run of dates with a smile after we gave him something like that to do.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“He did not, however, approve of the accommodations we had set up for him. And he wasn’t shy about telling us about it either.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Apparently there was a shooting at his hotel or something……”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Right down the hall from him.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

He smiles. It must be a great story.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Or so I’ve heard.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

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“Freedom Caribbean Wrestling was given a pair of entries into the tourney for a couple of reasons.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“They ran the lightest schedule of all five promotions, with one show a month somewhere on the island, that’s true.” </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“But we had big plans for them.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“And not only did we want Da Power to be in the tourney, probably to put someone over on one of his shows, just so we could begin establishing one of the out of towners as legitimate……”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“…..we wanted to kind of make up for…..”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Some people in the group thought that FCW kind of got the shaft with the XWA titles they were hosting, the Hardcore title and the Six Man Tag Team championship.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“They are a strange pairing, I will say that.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“But Shawn Gonzalez made it work.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“He made everything work down there.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“But he couldn’t get Mr. Power into the World Title tournament. The man was not going to budge.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

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“FCW was very happy to be able to put two wrestlers in the XWA World Title tournament, but I was under strict orders from Mr. Rainer to not make him one of them.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“There were a lot of things that the other XWA owners were willing to overlook to add FCW and the Puerto Rican market to their pile of assets.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“One thing that was supposed to be taken into consideration was Mr. Rainer’s intense dislike of flying and his desire to stay in Puerto Rico as much as possible.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“But maybe not.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Consider that from a booking standpoint. I am supposed to keep ‘Da’ Power’ over enough to carry the FCW but I also have to have someone else near his level that I can have work the other XWA territories as ‘our guy’.” </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“It wasn’t easy.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“It still isn’t.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“And in this particular situation, he was unyielding. He would not participate in the tournament and that was final.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Obviously one of the guys I was sending, regardless of Mr. Rainer’s participation, was JD Morgan.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“We had built him into the super babyface foil for Da’ Power over the course of the last eighteen months and he was so unbelievably over, I had a hard time keeping our main belt off of him.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“In fact his ‘Boogie-Woogie Man’ gimmick turned his career around. When the big two started sniffing around again, they weren’t looking for the JD Morgan from 2009…..”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“They were looking for the ‘Boogie-Woogie Man’.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

He pauses and looks to his notepad, squinting to read his own scribbles.</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“The other wrestler we were sending was Aaron Andrews.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“I got that order directly from Mr. Rainer.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“That was my reasoning behind that choice. End of story”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

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“So we ended up with only one entry in the tournament.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“It didn’t bother me even though there was a lot of whispering going on behind the scenes about it.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Some of the boys perceived it as a slight.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“It wasn’t.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“It was smart business. That’s what it was. I don’t know why no one else saw it that way.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“They started throwing around numbers for the tournament and, eventually, it began to become clear that each company wasn’t going to get the same amount of entries into it. Some people, without naming names, started getting pretty upset about it.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Not fistfight upset, but flipping office furniture upset.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Flash, to his credit, was fine with only one guy going from Rhode Island. They were doing their own thing up there anyway; it’s best to have as few guys away from home as possible, in his mind.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“So when the sh*t really started to fly and people looked like they were reaching their breaking points, I stepped up.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“I volunteered.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“I let NYCW take the hit for everyone; we were good. Crisis averted.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“It was something for the long term to put in my pocket. Why not try to gain favor with the other owners by alleviating the tension altogether?”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Not to mention that, since he had ended up passing himself over for one of FCW’s spots, I decided to go a bit further in greasing the wheels so to speak.” </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“I asked Shawn Gonzalez if he’d represent NYCW.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Sending him made perfect sense to me. I was still clearing the several cords worth of dead wood off of our roster, but I knew that I was going to be keeping Gonzalez on for as long as he wanted. He was a good hand, and the boys really respect him a lot.”</em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“Plus, it was something we could build off of to advance his character after the fact.” </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>

“And it helped us build a strong friendship with FCW right out of the gate.”</em></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>

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