Wednesday, February 26, 2014

A fictional account of pro wrestling

A guy walks into a locker room on his first day .For years he busted his ass in the indys and finally he got the attention of a national wrestling promotion .His style isn't like others were used to and alot of the talent shit on him from day one and labeled him as a guy not easy to work with or he was too hard in the ring. He went from Mexico to Japan to the far ends of the world just to get here and he was just doing what he learned from a famous trainer. The promoter had nothing to lose..he was getting his butt handed to him in the weekly ratings so he put the guy on tv and slowly he started to get over and the fans were starting to print out signs backing him.The same top guys who were taking dumps on him and using him as toilet tissue started to want to work with the guy cause he was getting popular and slowly but surely the guy was getting booked in top of the line stories and getting tshirts with his likeness printed on them and he was also featured in magazine articles in wrestling magazines and on video games.

He started to live the life style and it was becoming addictive and he was believing all the hype.He couldn't believe he came so far so quick and was on top.


He started falling in with the wrong crowd and turning his back on  the people who were always believers of him and created a twitter account and started BSing and got a couple roles in feature films. Met a fast woman to go along with his even faster life style and found himself hating himself.
Hating what he did.Hating who he become.He turned to the only person who ever stood by his side through it all and that was Jesus christ and he got his life together.He Gotdown on his hands and knees and prayed one night that an answer would come to him. God gave him a sign.He soon started to go to church on a regular basis and stopped his bad habits.Got back in the gym and got back in shape and went back to where he had came from.Selling out arenas in other countries and gaining the notice of the fans again.He was a man reborn.He went back to the big company and soon found himself in the the main event of thei premiere event and once again he tasted victory and was the world champion.He fell off the mountain a time or too but he had now climbed back up with no fear.

I am Hixenbaugh hear me roar

JH


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