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ThatNickGuy
This thread WAS titled "Rant about Positive Things", but I forgot about the Epic Win thread.
So, this topic is now about wrestling!
...which I honestly haven't watched or barely even thought about in months. I used to be a huge fan when I was a kid, watching Superstars every Saturday, wearing my Hulk Hogan bandana and giant foam hand. Hell, I used to do my own matches with a giant stuffed Smurf. At first, it was a My Pet Monster, but my finisher - a kneedrop from the [STRIKE]top rope[/STRIKE] couch - kept ripping its throat out. The Smurf was a bit more durable.
As I grew up, my appreciation for wrestling turned from childlike to more of an interest in the actual business and backstage shenanigans. I started following the insider news on who was being signed, what was going on backstage, etc.
A few years ago, I actually went to wrestling school here in Toronto. Me and a friend of mine (also a Maritimer) were going to do an East Coast gimmick, including our finisher called "The Halifax Explosion". I was going to call myself Nick "The Brick" Brunswick. He was going to call himself Mitch Ripley (and some kind of a nickname for PEI, including a signature move called Slam of Green Gables).
Unfortunately, I discovered I have something of a phobia: I have a fear of being lifted up. I was doing great running the ropes, doing simple holds and such, but when it came to being actually lifted off the ground and slammed down, I always panicked and yelled "Wait wait wait wait! Put me down, put me down! Okay, try it again...waitwaitwaitwait!" I thought I was just nervous doing a flip bump (flipping forward and landing on your back), but I could never take a hiptoss without freaking out.
So, sadly, I left. Between that and the cost of being there (about $250/month), I just couldn't do it. I still dream of wrestling as Nick "The Brick", and maybe if I had the time and money, I could keep up with it and overcome that fear, but looks like that's all just going to remain a dream.
So, this topic is now about wrestling!
...which I honestly haven't watched or barely even thought about in months. I used to be a huge fan when I was a kid, watching Superstars every Saturday, wearing my Hulk Hogan bandana and giant foam hand. Hell, I used to do my own matches with a giant stuffed Smurf. At first, it was a My Pet Monster, but my finisher - a kneedrop from the [STRIKE]top rope[/STRIKE] couch - kept ripping its throat out. The Smurf was a bit more durable.
As I grew up, my appreciation for wrestling turned from childlike to more of an interest in the actual business and backstage shenanigans. I started following the insider news on who was being signed, what was going on backstage, etc.
A few years ago, I actually went to wrestling school here in Toronto. Me and a friend of mine (also a Maritimer) were going to do an East Coast gimmick, including our finisher called "The Halifax Explosion". I was going to call myself Nick "The Brick" Brunswick. He was going to call himself Mitch Ripley (and some kind of a nickname for PEI, including a signature move called Slam of Green Gables).
Unfortunately, I discovered I have something of a phobia: I have a fear of being lifted up. I was doing great running the ropes, doing simple holds and such, but when it came to being actually lifted off the ground and slammed down, I always panicked and yelled "Wait wait wait wait! Put me down, put me down! Okay, try it again...waitwaitwaitwait!" I thought I was just nervous doing a flip bump (flipping forward and landing on your back), but I could never take a hiptoss without freaking out.
So, sadly, I left. Between that and the cost of being there (about $250/month), I just couldn't do it. I still dream of wrestling as Nick "The Brick", and maybe if I had the time and money, I could keep up with it and overcome that fear, but looks like that's all just going to remain a dream.