I only roll with Beeemeffs
- wemassacre
- Nov 3
- 10 min read
This is a nice pipin' hot lunch served up to you guys at midnight but that is the way
you like it. You are up in the middle of the night wondering what the fucks going on?
I remember hearing Brock Lesnar in a promo saying, "I'm up an hour earlier. While you're sleeping, I'm training."
At first it made me think, wrestling kinda presents types and their Ringmaster version, or Muscle Noob version, giga-chad version. My grasp of the King's English only goes back to when the people the king didn't like ended up in the South and we butcher everything, just like all y'all.
*Read what VIOLENT J claims the Ringmaster represents "all your sins rolled in to one"
Actually I do draw more from elsewhere but the southern edge is my C.M. Punk gimmick. I like this area like he doesn't drink beer or smoke cigarettes and only uses prescription medication. On the other hand Phil has died twice from shooting up.
Phil Anselmo is my Sting, and the charge he lead as Pantera inspired millions around the world, Sting inspired the weak in the south the same way. WCW, Turner Wrestling. They didn't broadcast WCW as rasslin', it was broadcast via Jim Ross as a sports-alternative to Vince McMahon and the WWF.
Everyone has flaws.
Not drinking or smoking doesn't make you better than someone who has. You may only have recently became drinking age and now you chastity's locks was able to rust open with time and you flew off without realizing it.
Others hit 21 and go get shit-faced.
Some plan to meet up for a drink when they just turned 21 and get killed in a car accident on the way out for a good time.
It gets so you don't mind it. That's the worst thing that I can confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die you're going to regret the things you don't do. You think you're queer? I'm going to tell you something: we're all queer. You think you're a thief? So what? You get befuddled by a middle-class morality? Get shut of it. Shut it out. You cheat on your wife? You did it, live with it. You fuck little girls, so be it. There's an absolute morality? Maybe. And then what? If you think there is, go ahead, be that thing. Bad people go to hell? I don't think so. If you think that, act that way. A hell exists on earth? Yes. I won't live in it. That's me. - Roma
That is what comes to mind thinking about that. Life is short.
Let me tell you a little bit about my first lessons in MMA this is so you know that I am in this for the ass-whippings. I know how all this looks to the outsider but Pro Wrestling taught me it is to entertain the audience and fuels the storytellers...
Ultimate Warrior mention it from his goodbye speech;
This guy blew the doors off the world because he was to be Conan the Barbarian in stepping into the ring. What other sport could a Warrior compete in realistically?
He did what Arnold did. Arnold did not play Conan because he was a great thespian. He was a BMF and pushed that steel. Isn't that a prison term, aren't you shutting the fuck up?
A guy moves to Tampa and starts a job that is going to be usurped by outsourcing, aka a Cognizant Group.
I made it plenty clear and was Cognizant and that I was pissed to have just acquired a student loan to learn a skill that wasn't drying up, it was being outsourced.
Plus I was aware of definitions:
cognizant
cog·ni·zant ˈkäg-nə-zənt
: knowledgeable of something especially through personal experience
also : mindful
cognizant of the potential dangers
There for once again, this Ronin (insert League of Shadow's members who have been ex-communicated and gone on to succeed) in the work-field. You know that saying about, "it's better to be a warrior in a garden instead of a garden in war", well, being a warrior goes two-fold according to Miyamoto Musashi.
Let me shift gears really, really quickly.
That definition.
Knowledgeable of something...through personal experience.
William Lane Craig makes this case often regarding how to know God exists.
What you are hoping he means by god may vary and hopefully isn't limited to a Cloud-Dad that you prefer to rag-doll on the mat like a well-bruised wrestling dummy.
Violent J ands Shaggy once described ICP concerts in the Shock-U-Mentary as
"getting to side kick necks and getting my own neck side kicked"
This is what is badass about martial arts and wrestling and mosh pits that outsiders don't tend to understand. Opening it up, hitting the fucking throttle and seeing what this bitch can do!!!
This meat-sack has done some pretty marvelous things in life before I even saw someone do parkour and call it a thing.
So when the Ronin moves Westward deeper into the Bay Area he has a dog and a library card. Nobody had Netflix passwords to share and the discs came in the mail.
This guy would rent dvds from the library and blockbuster.
I was big into reading Dick Dawkins, not so much his sales-pitch for atheism, but for evolution. During this time though I also abandoned and maligned a lot of Christian things. Not so much Jesus but how I'd have to listen to others tell me how they came to the same conclusion and it wasn't based on much more than tradition and attendance and not upsetting anyone.
I'm glad that I wrestled with, and continue to wrestle with, God.
Whatever It is, a lot of times it feels like being Ultimate Warrior. Conan in a wrestling ring. (Disconnect the stupid stuff later, because I can explain that too. Warrior had taken time off and started to see that wrestling was a show and came back and tried to do it the working way with Hogan to help someone he defeated....but it was better if Warrior could just be Warrior and give everyone what they wanted which was real Warrior)
The Warrior in black paint and black hat who didn't take shit off Golddust or Vince McMahon. Interesting Sting was heading to a black look too.
(If it isn't a work) Who ended up screwed? Bret or Warrior.
Bret said on Off The Record if the Screwjob was a work he'd be back for a Street Fight in 10 years.
Warrior stood up for himself and despite how people paint him in the WWE narrative; Warrior was a drawing champion and the numbers prove that; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yABgryGX75Y
Warrior was from the same womb as Sting.
Sting is a Mad Max and the guy willing to die for you.
Warrior is Conan, he will try to save you.
Sting was like Billie Idol energy being expressed in a WCW ring.
Ultimate Warrior is a thrash metal band that wrecks house and leaves.
Also being in the Bay Area, next to the Burger King I'd hit for croissants, there was a Judo school. This is what I was looking for.
Taz, Bad New Allen, Gentleman Chris Adams, all legit Judokas.
Karo Parisian in the UFC was solid. This was the tunnel I had been searching for.
Kung Fu was decent but the their was zero applications that seemed effective once you're on the ground and or closing the distance. The techniques and katas do have benefit and it is a great way to get into martial arts.
But when we'd met up on Saturdays for 'closed door' training it became a "hey, let's keep it standing."
So far with just studying book techniques with my brother, pro wrestling instructors, wrestling intramurals, and some MACP there just seemed to be clear, I needed something more for a weekly expression.
The crowds sizes change, the arena changes, but the bumps and spars, the fights and exhibitions add up.
It isn't about the wins and losses, part of the fun is feeling the weightlessness when you give/receive a perfect technique.
You belong to it.
Your life is episodic. Each week.
How do you walk to your ring?
What is your WrestleMania moments?
Did you stay with one company or dojo or organization?
Were you a journeyman in your field?
Did you intend to be this?
What are you becoming?
How many things are you?
You can't be everything to everyone.
You can be Nothing to someone.
It takes fortitude to get on the mat.
To make the walk to your ring.
Battle Royals, Free-For-Alls.
Threshers.
Who showed up to fuck around?
A few guys would leave the Judo school and go to Frankie's garage and train.
He had a small garage, lined with mats, heavy bags, and dummies.
He was getting ready for MMA and he was demonstrating and training us.
It was tough.
It reminded me of a Spartan Race I did in 2012 during the height of this.
I hate not knowing the finish line and trying to map out 2 miles in my head.
In the reserves they would do this shid. Go run a mile and come back and we'll time you. Things felt more phoned in.
For MMA there was nothing like that. You have a timer and an objective.
One thing on expectation: Rambo's skills make the Army seem like a no-brainer for adventure and learning to be a BMF, however you are more than likely the local cats in the military showing up to be quickly routed by Rambo.
Stallone and Schwarzenegger. Sculpted for the parts. Hollywood immediately sees these cats and changes perceptions of what a BMF is.
I'm not hating but Mel Gibson doing a triangle choke should have ushered in the new wave of leading men and not focuses so much on the guns.
Royce Gracie was on the horizon soon enough with UFC 1,2,and 4 (he did win at 3 but withdrew for medical reasons) making Jiu Jitsu the staple in the culture.
Jiu Jitsu being the cousin of Judo you see sleeping over there on the floor.
A fighting Roomba.
[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J & sampled]
Violent J, the mutherfuckin' blood-suckin' vampire
Please stomp on my head 'cause it's on fire
I got another funky rhyme, so let me kick it
Nah! Fuck off, bitch! This is my record! ("Bitch")
If you read through these and wrestled me then I think you were a BMF because nobody has ever been easy on the mat. Not to me.
The professional wrestler is my approach. It is the ultimate do-no-harm while doing harm. It is tough to allow one person to completely let loose so that only you are concerned for the safety of both individuals.
In Lefty Lucy, https://www.imdb.com/title/tt8407508/ , we explored pro wrestling and pornography being strange bed-fellows. Thing about movie dialogue is it can take too long and not cut to the fucking chase, in hereto referred to as "C.T.T.C." for short.
US FN' A
For the 3rd party Americans that fill the stadiums and enjoy Americans whipping ass, waving the flag, raising their families, having their jobs stay state-side, and enjoying a hobby or two that improves their lives and the lives of others enough so that they can afford to take time to enjoy local live, independent events, that don't require a religious test or a sexual experience quiz from Alfred Kinsey.
Inserting thought here; the original next paragraph compares WCW to WWE...
More about US FN A. Common America that goes untouched by these dicks and get asked to decided based on stupid shit and cult of personality or stupid fucking Tit-for-Tit (The Right says you have Trump Derangement Syndrome the left is now using a temu styled Californian Derangement Syndrome) this is more Pepsi v Coke.
National League versus American League
Smackdown v Raw.
Neither side offering anything more than trench warfare on opinions.
the WCW - Republican Party and the WWE - Democratic Party that sold out to TKO and has been running basically unopposed and stopped being family owned. WCW/TNA/AEW has existed on the peripheral since 2001 rocked things.
Only recently getting a second wind on the back of a billionaire with money to burn.
My brother and I had a lot of merch, he still probably has his, I lost some of my stuff when my family move when I was away. We contacted ECW. I sent them our matches and Tommy Dreamer called us. They mailed us back some shirts and video tapes and liked us.
They were in Philly. We were in Plant City.
This isn't Daniel Bryan going to Texas to train with Shawn Michaels from WWE with, next to, guaranteed job placement.
This was, we don't have anywhere for you to stay up here, but if you can come we think we can work wit' ya's!!!
Maybe he says that to everyone.
He said it on our answering machine too.
We got an invite.
We were 17 and not finished with school, so this was not happening.
So we learned to wrestle and I would take that back to all my friends like Brometheus bring fire back from the gods. I had been in the ring and taken the stage. It is non-stop. The crowd is there. There is no times-out.
You hurt.
You're dazed from the bumps. You can take a few punches before feeling it so you let someone hit you in the face. Not on the chin or temple to knock you out. Not a straight jab into the beak to fuck you up, a well placed punched landing so precise it lands on target, a stroke so clean, like kata.
You wanna be entertaining, the other guy wants to fuck you up. What's he calling, what's he thinking, what hold is he grabbing, is there a counter? Do I need to hit it in real time and take over or...
No time to think.
When you pantomime wrestling, imagine doing more than a hokey fake punch, or working punch? How come when Karate and TKD guys are practicing it is considered accurate to stop your punch or kick within inches of the victim but in a show it is consider weak?
Fandom extends to locals who get in the ring and report back about the stars that dusted them off. If you see the guy you are the understudy for on Monday Night Raw as an extra, you are three degrees removed.
Think of black belt degrees.
I'm not really sure what that is measuring, maybe I am not supposed to yet because I am not a black belt at anything yet.
back to wcw and wwe...it like our two party system seems to have converged for a little while, perhaps post 9-11, like art subconsciously imitates life on the horizon. Like when we had prophets before Jesus/God manifested and demonstrated Himself.
Or like stories of giant ships sinking seems inevitable, not inconceivable. Challenging God with the Titanic was that eras Babel.
Oh that doesn't count...
At the time they challenged God.
It only doesn't count because man lost.
Man has to win, right?
Ah, come on. The Titanic. When they said that God couldn't sink it that was hyperbole. How convenient!! You toss out a random challenge without notice and the ships sinks. You want to have a do over to stack the deck.
It wasn't an iceberg, it was a conspiracy.
It doesn't matter.
God works with man's heart, man's hands, and man's environment.
You wanna issue a challenge. Take me down for $100 dollars.
You only except "sports" takedowns...then you have to clarify again, no this, no that....
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