smw88 Posted August 28, 2017 Share Posted August 28, 2017 I started wrestling when I was 12. I'd been watching re runs on the Tele since I could remember, my da yelling advice and treating it like it was boxing or the footy. One day he took me to see a local show at the community centre and we got chatting to one of the guys. Turned out he ran it as some live practice for his training dojo, Back alley wrestling. I've always been tall for my age but with a fair brawn about me you know? Anyways he asked if I fancied trying it out, my pa was gonna say no until he offered the first couple sessions free like, and then he signed be right up. And I never looked back... By 14 I was mixing it with the biggest adults on the books and competing in the monthly community shows around the county. I was even primed to take over the back ally Championship, Sami (the trainer) had me eyeing one of the local Scottish promotions. He used to say, "boy, you have a rare gift. Your growing into some fair looks at least for this line of work, but looks is two a penny these days, you need something which has been lacking in the Industry of late. Charisma and presence. One day I'm a be switching on the box to see you standing tall amongst the top of this business holding the gold aloft, you mark my words". Of course being a teenager you think your the centre of the world anyway, having such reafirmation only makes it the sweeter.. I confess my ego did get the better of me for awhile, but then I always seemed able to up my game to carry it off. I'd like to think I've found more balance, but f*ck it I'm still only 16. Anyways, I was all set to begin my rise to stardom... When I got told we were moving abroad, bugger. My depression lifted when they told me we were moving to America, could this be it I thought all my stars aligning at once... But no. The fall when it came was huge, North West America, the sh*tty black hole for wrestling in the states. Not a single named company based there. I settled in, house was okay. Neighbours fine, language odd at times but I found some fellow wrestling buddies and all looked rosy. I started wrestling at school and going to weekly pro shows at the weekend. I turned 16 in January two months into this American move. I got talked into taking part in a local show, was great fun and I got over with the fans, (all 85 or so). The booker asked me to join them again next time out and I couldn't wait. Imagine my surprise when at the end of the show the booker says there's someone he would like me to meet... Memphis f*cking King man, I mean yeah okay I was never a massive fan of his or anything, but he is a real life pro... Turns out retirement doesn't sit with him, he is opening a North West company, The Memphis King Wrestling Company, and he wants me to sign up as a future prospect. Man I am starting to really believe the stars are aligned for me, I've finished school, no college lined up, this is it. All in on becoming a star! My name is Harry Vedder and this is my story *Hey I said I kept in shape Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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