Post by acesky on Sept 17, 2024 21:55:27 GMT -5
Ace Sky Mission log blog:
People get upset by intergender wrestling, due to how common physical abuse happens between women and men, either way. Domestic violence is thought of more than competition and then there’s the size and power difference and people get hung up on that and that has some validity, as a wrestler you don’t get to choose your opponent often. At Galveston Championship Wrestling I met Daisy Blaze and she was my tag partner and manager for 3 years, then in 2004 my manager was my girlfriend Fiona and my entrance song was Scotty Doesn’t Know which is a weird song as a fan favorite.
My longest rival Locuro, the evil luchador who is the epitome of insanity, who outside the ring is Damian who was my first only friend in GCW when we started training, Locuro had a female manager and tag partner himself Malvada( spanish for wicked), who was Maria outside the ring.
I have been used to wrestling against women, I have no problem. Being a cruiserweight I'm similar size to most so that makes detractors to it a bit more comfortable.
I love pro wrestling however I feel it is all messed up to the public who don’t watch it, it is a wild dream to fight for bloodsport and to entertain others. Wrestling before it was a sport was for survival and defense. I love deathmatch wrestling, even more so as a pre teen and young teen however I have done it only a couple times. Even as a backyard wrestler I was not the one doing crazy stuff off roofs and ladders, which might make my ring name a bit of a misnomer, I was just fully dedicated to knowing how to legit fight and wrestle. Light-tubes and exploding rings are cool but it’s a cowards’ way to fight with a weapon.
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My goals in wrestling were never fame or fortune, especially in this country. My goals were to be respected like my idols. I’ve stood on the shoulders of the opposite of giants who fought against the stereotype of what a superstar wrestler should be. These guys cut their teeth in Japan and I followed in their footsteps enough I ended up a global/ American superstar.
I’m 41, I’ve been doing this since I was 15 professionally, since 10 years old if you count my start as a backyard wrestler.
From the backyards of Texas to the Tokyo Dome and Madison Square Garden, have I ever been the main draw in those places, honestly no of course not. The appeal with what I do is fans come to see the show, see the main event guys of course and they watch me in the opening match, usually the first and they want to come back to see me. In my time in World Wrestling Enterprise that was how I developed a great reputation on the house shows, I was marketed as “the shooting star press guy” which was great for my wallet but a simplification as I was not a one trick pony, never have been.
There’s so much that has happened if I didn’t have my eidetic memory, I could just do what I usually do and keep on keeping on but I just have these memories.
I paid my dues like everybody else and it is a testament to who you are how you handle adversity, you have to deal with the labyrinth of protocols and politics, that’s a difficult situation because someone like me and how I was raised is I don’t want to blame anyone for my mistakes or just lack of success regardless of any wrong-doing on my part but as a cruiserweight in this industry there is a glass ceiling you constantly have to break, there are people in power who want to exclude us and I know that happens to women too.
It’s a totally different thing to compare though, there’s a difference between them dealing with the sexism and me dealing with the same sexist old man promoter telling me i’m too short.
One guy I had this great comeback for, there was this promoter early on, he was more out of shape version of Helga Pataki from Hey Arnold, her dad Big Bob. He gave me shit before my match.
“ My bicep is bigger than your dick dude, I will stick it up your fat wife and slap you after.”
Then I went and won that match with the shooting star. Sometimes ya gotta fight fire with fire. That’s why I don’t even sweat the old school wrestling critics and dirt sheet-douche bags.
Guys like that call me “ twinkle-toes” . I say “I can beat the shit out of you, go back to your twinkies “.
People get upset by intergender wrestling, due to how common physical abuse happens between women and men, either way. Domestic violence is thought of more than competition and then there’s the size and power difference and people get hung up on that and that has some validity, as a wrestler you don’t get to choose your opponent often. At Galveston Championship Wrestling I met Daisy Blaze and she was my tag partner and manager for 3 years, then in 2004 my manager was my girlfriend Fiona and my entrance song was Scotty Doesn’t Know which is a weird song as a fan favorite.
My longest rival Locuro, the evil luchador who is the epitome of insanity, who outside the ring is Damian who was my first only friend in GCW when we started training, Locuro had a female manager and tag partner himself Malvada( spanish for wicked), who was Maria outside the ring.
I have been used to wrestling against women, I have no problem. Being a cruiserweight I'm similar size to most so that makes detractors to it a bit more comfortable.
I love pro wrestling however I feel it is all messed up to the public who don’t watch it, it is a wild dream to fight for bloodsport and to entertain others. Wrestling before it was a sport was for survival and defense. I love deathmatch wrestling, even more so as a pre teen and young teen however I have done it only a couple times. Even as a backyard wrestler I was not the one doing crazy stuff off roofs and ladders, which might make my ring name a bit of a misnomer, I was just fully dedicated to knowing how to legit fight and wrestle. Light-tubes and exploding rings are cool but it’s a cowards’ way to fight with a weapon.
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My goals in wrestling were never fame or fortune, especially in this country. My goals were to be respected like my idols. I’ve stood on the shoulders of the opposite of giants who fought against the stereotype of what a superstar wrestler should be. These guys cut their teeth in Japan and I followed in their footsteps enough I ended up a global/ American superstar.
I’m 41, I’ve been doing this since I was 15 professionally, since 10 years old if you count my start as a backyard wrestler.
From the backyards of Texas to the Tokyo Dome and Madison Square Garden, have I ever been the main draw in those places, honestly no of course not. The appeal with what I do is fans come to see the show, see the main event guys of course and they watch me in the opening match, usually the first and they want to come back to see me. In my time in World Wrestling Enterprise that was how I developed a great reputation on the house shows, I was marketed as “the shooting star press guy” which was great for my wallet but a simplification as I was not a one trick pony, never have been.
There’s so much that has happened if I didn’t have my eidetic memory, I could just do what I usually do and keep on keeping on but I just have these memories.
I paid my dues like everybody else and it is a testament to who you are how you handle adversity, you have to deal with the labyrinth of protocols and politics, that’s a difficult situation because someone like me and how I was raised is I don’t want to blame anyone for my mistakes or just lack of success regardless of any wrong-doing on my part but as a cruiserweight in this industry there is a glass ceiling you constantly have to break, there are people in power who want to exclude us and I know that happens to women too.
It’s a totally different thing to compare though, there’s a difference between them dealing with the sexism and me dealing with the same sexist old man promoter telling me i’m too short.
One guy I had this great comeback for, there was this promoter early on, he was more out of shape version of Helga Pataki from Hey Arnold, her dad Big Bob. He gave me shit before my match.
“ My bicep is bigger than your dick dude, I will stick it up your fat wife and slap you after.”
Then I went and won that match with the shooting star. Sometimes ya gotta fight fire with fire. That’s why I don’t even sweat the old school wrestling critics and dirt sheet-douche bags.
Guys like that call me “ twinkle-toes” . I say “I can beat the shit out of you, go back to your twinkies “.