Though we’ve calmed down in our old age, it refreshes me to see that we can still start a damned good shit-storm here at OMGJ.

I am of course referring to the recent article I posted on my experiences at a local wrestling show, put on by the NWA / YWA (also known as NWA Carolinas).  The article itself was pretty straight-forward, as I just expressed my thoughts about what was a very shitty wrestling show. The real fun started when some wrestlers from the YWA came across the article…and proceeded to make English teachers across the USA cry. When all was said and done, 100-some comments later there was laughter, apparently big grown men yelling at a screen, and mass confusion. Jeremy Gregory (of OMGJeremy.com fame), demanded that I write a recap article, if for no other reason than just to straighten things out for his old confused ass.

So I’m going to touch on some of the more important points, and go as far as to let you know the consequences of my most hilarious actions.

We Know Who You Are…sorta.

I attended the show with a good friend of mine. This friend did used to do some wrestling on the indie circuit over the years, most notably with the AIWF (which we will talk more of later). He hasn’t worked for them in well over a year though, and was only attending the show because he got dragged along. I jokingly said my friend was to blame for us going to the show, but attending that piece of shit was 100% me. I had been gone for so long and just missed seeing some independent wrestling, and whether it was good or bad I didn’t care…I just wanted to see some. I assumed the show was going to be bad, based on footage I had seen of past shows, but I was also ready to be surprised in case it turned out to be good.

So the first reaction from the big bad rasslers were threats of violence…of course. Insults, threats, and general not-so-well-wishes. The thing was though, they were all directed toward…not me. The people reading this article from the YWA THOUGHT I was my friend, who obviously was there to do some deep-cover spying for the AIWF. Forget the fact that he could care less about petty feuds between organizations, and forget going out to have fun with friends, he HAD to be there because of some grand scheme to rob this company of a venue that gave it 15 or so fans. You can imagine my amusement, sitting here just reading these guys making fools out of themselves. That would be the case every time they posted, but still it was great knowing that all of their hate and threats were being directed to a perfectly innocent individual.

Keep an eye out Security! Keep us safe from that mean Internet Man!

So I think they finally got the point, and realized I wasn’t him. But I don’t think they still knew quite who I was. In the midst of all of their not knowing shit about me, they deduced the following thanks to Sherlock Holmes-like detective work:

- I’m fat
- I’m a little man (who is…fat I guess?)
- I play WoW all day
- I’m a horrible heartless person
- I hate wrestling

Let me address the first couple. I’m not huge guy, but I’d say I am an average-sized man when it comes to height, at 6′. I am not fan, and in fact have been called skinny by most people I know. I do not play WoW, and in fact despise it. I’m not a horrible person, in fact I spend almost every day helping people and trying to make life better for other people. As far as hating wrestling and not knowing anything about it, wow. I’ve been a wrestling fan since I was 3 years old. The first real memory I have in my head is being around that age and watching Hulk Hogan wrestle Andre the Giant at a live show. I remember going to every single NWA event that came within driving distance. I remember my Dad letting me lay out of school the day after a huge show, if we got home late. My entire childhood revolved around going to shows and watching every possible minute of wrestling on television. That hasn’t changed over the years, at all.

I understand wrestling is hard on those that are brave enough to hop in the ring. I know that it takes a great deal of strength, athleticism, and skill to pull off a good match. I appreciate the men and women who hop in the ring and give it their all. I do NOT appreciate guys obviously going out and giving it a half-assed effort and putting everyone in the crowd to sleep. I do NOT appreciate a company using the name “NWA”, which would give off the impression that NWA-quality wrestling is taking place. I think it is cheap, misleading, and a slap in the face of all the greats who graced the NWA.

I think they eventually found out who I am. I sure hope so, because they will apparently have a picture of me at the ticket table so they don’t let me in. The feeling of superiority knowing that this little old website writer is the most feared man in the YWA is pretty damn good.

What’s the Dean Puckett Camp, and do they roast marshmallows?

I was accused of being a part of this supposed camp, which I have no clue about. I assume it is because Dean Puckett works for or owns the AIWF, the company they brought up so much that I can only assume they are scared of. I did some research on this other group, and they seem to be pretty decent. I remember going to some big shows they put on in the early 2000’s, and it seems they are doing this really unique thing where they have a large group of indies from around the world under one umbrella.

Funny thing, I got a call from the AIWF. Apparently my article is the talk of the NC independent wrestling community, and after seeing that they were called out in it they decided to take action. It seems I am set to be interviewed by Rick Deezel, who has a talk/interview sorta show on the website. I was also given an open invitation to attend any AIWF show of my choosing, anytime. I’m also welcomed to review the show on the site. Pretty good stuff.

We got an Internet Batman on our hands.

At one point the truth was revealed, the thing I try so hard to hide from everyone who comes here…they found my real name! Forget that I go by my first name on here and last name on the forum, or that Amanda Wood constantly calls me “Billy Holiday”, or that I think I have mentioned my full name in articles over and over…they found out! It seems he also found out about a movie I filmed back in 2005 with Rick Deezel and some friends of mine. Forget the fact that I had a script but no camera equipment, and they had camera equipment but no script…obviously this was a plan several years in the making. The man who found this information, cleverly named “Ric Dezel”, gloated as if he had just discovered that if you take those glasses off Clark Kent he looks an awful lot like Superman. Truth is, it is easy as can be to find. You do the following:

1. Click on any of the Youtube videos I posted in the article.
2. Click on my username.
3. Click on the clip from the movie.
4. Click the link in the info that directs you to a page that has all the info about the movie and cast.

Four clicks, you can do it in four clicks. Apparently he didn’t do it this way…which only leads me to believe that he spent half a day trying to do something that could have been done in literally 6 seconds (I just did it).

Who is Ric Dezel?

At first he was trying to pass off as the real Rick Deezel, but lack of imagination and ability to spell correctly sorta ruined that. Then he later would go on a tangent about how we didn’t know who he is…as if we were trying or even cared. I did notice one really funny thing about it though. The promoter of the YWA happens to be one of my Myspace friends (probably a surprise to him), and whenever Ric Dezel would post, he would pop up online on Myspace. When Ric Dezel went away for awhile, he’d go idle…only to be online again when another Dezel post popped up. This went on for two days. I’m not saying anything, but you can come up with your own conclusions.

GET IN THAT THAR RANG N RASSLE ME!

Before I wrap this up, I wanted to touch on this…their go-to argument. Apparently my negative comments meant nothing until I got in the ring and wrestled with them. Why? What’s the point? What does it prove? I understand wrestling isn’t easy, and I know the hard work that takes place. If I got in the ring, would that show I attended all of a sudden be good? Would it change the fact that they spent half the show in rest-holds, and only time someone left their feet it was to clumsily injure themselves? By the way, I feel bad when someone injures themselves being hit by a car, or some other accident out of their control…not because they hurt themselves doing a move that they were probably not trained to do.

Does this mean I can not speak negatively about art, because I have never painted? Can I not speak of how bad a television show is, because I’ve never been on tv? Can I not complain about my food at a restaurant, because I’ve never worked at one? Does this mean those people protesting the President should stop, because they’ve never been President?

While they will all sit back and masturbate, thinking about getting me in that ring and hitting me with their punches that apparently level entire mountains and cause vibrations deep in the Earth that can be felt for weeks at a time…it ain’t gonna happen. Mainly because of the next section.

I’M BANNED!

Yes, I got banned from the NWA / YWA. I can no longer go to any future shows. Alan Embry even says I can’t go to a show that he is booked on. I’m not sweating that, as I’m sure that means I can’t go to all of 1 show. I accepted this as probably the biggest victory of all. The fact that they know if I come back, I’ll see a show just as bad as the previous show, and that another horrible review from this big ol’ meanie will be on the way. Hard to believe that one supposedly fat, WoW-addicted, out of shape, black-hearted website writer could stir up so much trouble. IF they were smart (folks, welcome to the biggest IF in the world), they would have invited me back to the next show, just to prove that the previous show was just a one-time problem. Instead, well instead they made fools out of themselves, while I am apparently going on a tour of indies in NC.

The Results for Them:

- Alan Embry, their General Manager, stepped down. Yes, he STEPPED DOWN. I guess the stress of the job and dealing with those mean old humor-site writers was just too much. Maybe in the future when becoming the GM of an organization with such a bad product, you should grow a thicker skin. He also came on here and tried to act nice, but had already prepared a response because he figured I would reply like an asshole. Though I replied nicely, he let slip the asshole response of his own…making himself look like he has a pretty good case of bipolar disorder.

- No cameras are allowed at their events. No cameras at all, unless you call for permission ahead of time. I guess this makes sense to them, I mean you never know when an internet writer is going to be out there. But really, think with me on this one. If they 100% believed deep down that this was just a one time thing, this bad show…why ban cameras from future shows? It’s like saying “Yeah, all of our shows are going to suck as bad, and we don’t want any proof of it”. It’s a total vote of no-confidence in your own product.

- They made themselves look like retards with their comments. I’ve received a lot of email about the article, and a lot of people say the same thing. The way they responded and handled themselves with their comments made them look even stupider, trashier, and lamer than I ever could have. Myself, I believe their actions were an embarrassment to wrestlers, wrestling fans, and southerners in general.

- One guy got to brag about how much his bike cost. Unfortunately, nobody cared. He could have spent $1,000,000,000,000 on it, but he still sucked and the show still sucked.

Someone taking their ball home, or a long-winded explanation on why the show sucks so bad? WHO KNOWS!?

The Results for Me:

- I picked up the most commented article in the history of OMGJ.com.

- I am now being interviewed by the AIWF and am going to be attending some of their shows in the future for reviews.

- I have been contacted by other organizations in the Carolinas (North and South), and have been invited to review their shows as well.

- I am very satisfied knowing that I caused so much havoc and probably made grown men yell and probably shed tears. It wasn’t done out of being mean, but just because it was funny and they needed to learn that putting on such a bullshit product has consequences.

The Future

Obviously no more NWA / YWA material will be coming this way. They sorta went the pussy route on that. I do hope to bring more independent wrestling material in the future, good and bad. While I love nothing more than seeing some shitty shows, I think I might stumble upon a good one or two in my travels. I’ll also be posting a link to the interview I do with the AIWF…whenever that is released.

So there you have it. The opinion of one man who apparently carries a lot more weight (CUZ AH’M FAT) than he previously thought. I apologize to anyone who paid their hard-earned money to attend that show. I apologize to those who love proper spelling, due to the comments I received. In closing, I do NOT apologize for the following:

- Making fun of the MoneyMan or his weak-assed shots that stomped on your toes and yelled “WRESTLING IS FAKE” directly into your ear.

- Making fun of the guy who injured himself doing a basic move. For a company that advertised a training school 6 times during the show, they should probably run their own wrestlers through it. I hope they have proper healthcare in Moscow.

- Any of the negative things I said about the show. It was bad.

- Causing Alan Embry, Bam Bam, and a handful of others to shed man-tears and become drooling, angry mounds of fury.

Also…the original writeup was a LOT worse. Be glad I had a heart.

I still think it's hilarious that nobody defended her.