Post by acesky on Mar 15, 2024 6:05:21 GMT
March 16th 2024 is a very important date for me:
My 41st birthday
my 31st anniversary of achieving my black belt in Taekwondo
The 26th anniversary of when I got licensed pro by the strict state athletic commission of Texas, three years under the required legal age.
The 12th year since the motorcycle accident on my 29th birthday where his right ankle and foo were damaged t in several places.
2025 Draft pick vignette
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The ring is my dojo, it's my temple, it's my mad scientists' lab. I was instantly drawn to it. My older brother Arlo
despite being a staunch pacifist is a huge Bruce Lee fan and he got me into martial arts media and pro wrestling, by three years old I knew I wanted to be a wrestler. Started out building an athletic foundation at four years old with gymnastics and soccer, five years old I started training in taekwondo.
When I was six years old I added amateur wrestling because one rainy day I was inside with my brothers' and we had come across British wrestling on television, my father remarked the technique and style seemed deritive of greco roman style wrestling. I of course already loved Japanese and Mexican wrestling the luchadores and super juniors, seeing these smaller British wrestlers outwit and out-grip their opponent hold for hold despite their size excited me and that's how I put together how my favorite wrestlers were probably influenced too by all of that UK, Japan, Lucha. I did amateur wrestling from June 5th 1989 to April 12 1993, achieved my black belt in Taekwondo on my 10th birthday then began backyard wrestling in my neighorbhood with older kids.
on May 8th 1993 I debuted in backyard wrestling until I had my farewell match on September 6th 1996, we had gone from trampolines to boxing rings and building our own rings, putting on local shows. I was one of only a couple others involved in the backyard wrestling scene who desired to get trained.
I told my parents of my plans to essentially run away from home to train in Mexico, Canada or Japan but they calmed me down and we found Galveston Championship Wrestling, they offered training. My parents thought it would be best if I cculumated the tuition money myself within four months On April 4th 1994 due to an “ advanced placement opportunity” I was switched from my 7th month in 5th grade to being a student and student-assistant professor at Houston University as a part of the Astronomical Society, able to skip/pass through both junior high and high school.
From September 7th 1996 to January 17 1997 I worked as a paperboy and did odd jobs for my neighbors like clean pools, mow lawns and tutor their high school aged children for the SATs. Just in time on January 20th 1997 I joined “ Fight Zone.” under the tutelage of Mike Maverick[ Michael Smith, born August 4 1960) had begun training as a wrestler in 1980 at 20 in GCW and in 1987 switched to being their head trainer of “ Fight Zone.” A smaller wrestler himself at 5’8 and 185 pounds, highly respected. ( featured in the video package above from 0:53-1:09)
I was a black sheep immediately in the locker room:
My size, age and the stigma of being a backyard wrestler made me a target for a lot of ridicule.
Mike was very aloof towards me, usually I could snap any teacher or coach out of that mindset towards me.
I bonded with one student there, Damian Douglas( born December 16th( same date as my mother!) 1980. Only a few inches taller than me at 5’9 to my 5’6( I didn’t have a final growth spurt until I was 19 . Now I’m 5’8).and 60 pounds heavier than me.
His in-ring persona Locuro( Delirious picbase) was like a symbiote type of transformation, in a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde way, Damian and I were close friends immediately due to Damian being a human encyclopedia on Japanese and Mexican wrestling, being a tape-trader himself. However Locuro became the Green Goblin to my Spider-Man, wrestling Locuro is like wrestling a carnival fun-house mirror version of myself. Locuro is the epitome of insanity.
On March 16th 1997 my 14th birthday GCW announced that they got a deal for a cable-access tv show, unfortunately due to regulation with the strict state athletic commission both Damian and I were too young to become licensed pro. We were excluded from the show. We decided to sneak in before tapings which took place Thursday. Friday and Saturday, airing at 5 AM. Mike caught us early on however instead of punishing us, he was happy with our dedication allowing us to continue just make ourselves scarce during taping.
On my 15th birthday he gave us the gift of facing each other in front of three members of the state athletic committee in an exhibition match to become licensed pro. They were dismissive to each other about our size but we blew their minds with what we did in the ring, getting licensed officially that same day. We were given a reward for that from Mike by having our pro debut in a match against each other on the cable access show, our match would be the opening match of the inaugural live taping version of the show on March 29th 1998.
I won the exhibition match in front of those judges but lost in my debut.
On June 12th 1999 the same day the most popular though niche wrestling news-letter/ magazine featured myself and Damian/Locuro from Texas as talent to watch I was expelled and fired from Houston University for selling cannabis and magic mushrooms to students. That same day J.T.Douglas( a bully from my childhood, a multi-varsity athlete who couldn’t handle sharing the spotlight in local newspapers with me)
broke the story as his first piece as a sports journalist . For years he has criticized me as he became a far right political commentator along with being a sports journalist.
I began to have a ruined reputation that led to my parents, although remaining still very loving and close to me, did not support me financially for wrestling.
I took it in stride and didn’t turn heel like most would in my position..
I would always win fans back during my matches fighting as a loveable underdog .I avoided criminal charges due to being a minor/delinquent and was punished through my academic record ruining my chances with NASA.
By three years old I had three goals in life, become a wrestler, martial arts master and astronaut. I blew that third goal and just focused on wrestling.
. My dream in wrestling wasn’t ever to be a mainstream American “ superstar”, actually I wanted to wrestle in Japan, I idolized Japanese wrestlers. Plus due to my size it did not seem possible to become a famous wrestler in America.
Between 1998 to 2000 I had gone from just Texas to the southland, midwest and mideast territories( which were turning into the independent circuits ).
Continuing my rivalry with Locuro while of course facing other wrestlers.
In 2001 on my 18th birthday I bought an RV camper and headed to Chicago, Illinois, working the midwest and northeast states’ independent wrestling circuits.
I worked during the week as a “code monkey”( programmer/coder) for an upstart rag-tag tech company/ start up and
Wrestling on weekends. My wrestling dates started to overlap with work and by December of 2002 I was fired . Unfortunately the pay did not match the work with wrestling full time, I dealt with a lot of financial struggles until in
In 2004 when I got my first big break: My first international tour in Europe and the UK from October 16th to December 27th.
I got another big break, my boyhood dream of wrestling in Japan came true! I was offered to be one of the very few gajins( foreigners/ Americans) to be a part of the Toryumon Titans, a collective of Lucharesu promotions in Kobe, Japan. A 2 year deal, starting on January 8th 2005 ending on January 8th 2007.
I had made a few excursions back to America in 2006 wrestling in the West Coast, so when I returned in 2007 I was just on fire, my stock had risen, my reputation was amazing and the biggest wrestling federation in America hired me and sent me to the developmental federation they sent wrestlers in Kentucky I got there and was told I would be a spoke on the wheel to body-builders and models who had no wrestling experience; however, in just three months I became world champion. They cut ties with that promotion for another in Florida where I went to just being that spoke on the wheel they had told me I would be.
About 6th months into my time there, a meathead wrestler I met on the indies back in Chicago asked me if I could get him a dark match for that major promotion, I was pissed off. It was the wild wes back then, I showed up, called my own shot to the main roster and made my debut in 2008. I was 25 years old yet a very respected young veteran. I really wish I kept that gumption, that attitude that lead to me going from that phone call from the meathead to pushing past the system to make my own break.
I viewed myself as young and learning still, I felt I was in this place as a young man still learning , surrounded by a lot of my childhood heroes,
plus the backstage was as well known a labyrinth of professional and social conventions that trip up even a young vet like myself who’s been in tons of different federations. Plus I had begun dealing with injuries specifically my shoulders, my 10 years was catching up with me right in my prime. My mind as a 25 year old kid was go go go go, my body was telling me to slow down. When your body is in a bad place it really takes a toll mentally and physically.
Despite getting the approval and support of my peers and the genuine friendship with my childhood idols that labyrinth remained, especially when it came to the powers that be, sayers are annoying because they slither through the business side of the trade. I know that in terms of wrestling as a sport, the wrestling that started millions of years ago in biblical times , in Greece and Roman times you could send me in a time machine there and I would be elite. However since the 1920’s the sayers invented stereotypes and arbitrary rules to what a wrestler is supposed to look like. Plus at that time the marketing side they got my personality and vibe all wrong, which set me up to fail.
Back then you could describe me best as the perfect guy for a girl to bring home to her parents, a child prodigy genius who became a professional athlete while I was that, I wasn’t just clean cut white meat, that girl wasn’t the only girl in my hammock at night that I would stargaze with my telescope while smoking pot with.
I’m a weird binary- disciplined to a demented degree but a devil may care-free spirit. I never fit into these boxes executives want to put you in, so of course to sum me up in a 30 seconds commercial they just made me “ the shooting star press guy”.. Which was awesome, it was my specialty.
I got popped for a couple drug test failings, it was so shameful in a really wrong way to do to people who are struggling, I was using marijuana for medicinal reasons , the dirt sheet guys never got that memo so that left out a lot of context that would’ve made it sound better to the public eye. On top of that during my second suspension I got in a motorcycle accident on my 29th birthday which has left my right foot fucked up forever. The federation kept me for two years , we ended amicably , I still assist with the mo-cap for their video games..
The weekend of the week I was let go, I took my trip to the Peruvian jungle to an ayahuasca retreat ceremony, not a cult at all, everything done legally , medicinally by monks. Unfortunately the ayahuasca didn’t work but I stayed a few weeks longer and was given Wachuma which is from San Pedro Cactus and that made me spiritually reborn. Unlocked my spirit animal of the Jaguar and since then I have been on the path of enlightenment, a quest for equanimity. For close to a decade now I have created my own spiritual philosophy, a non-dogmatic holistic yet secular credo called “ The Middle Way”. The philosophy encourages freedom of expression and civic disobedience fighting against corporate and capitalistic evil.
philosophies of Eastern philosophy mixed with cosmology and philosophies of martial arts and pro wrestling.
In 2020 I became one of the top free agent American wrestlers after six years of free-lancing. I’m not a man of material possession , I can totally admit that I’m way more fortunate than others. People see me pop up to wrestle everywhere, I’m not cheap. It also looks better on paper on m’y networth when you add everything that goes into my life. I’m nomadic, I have a house in the neighborhood I grew up in near my parents’ house/ childhood home in Sugar Land, Houston Texas. I have my apartments in the Bronx in New York, Kobe Japan and a hotel residency in Las Vegas, Nevada. In the Bronx and in Texas I have my Sky Dojo. a wrestling school and martial arts dojo combo, I have a small class size in both, six people in each.
In my free time my goal is to be more relaxed, I focus more on intellectual and spiritual interests, I tend to my Cacti garden in the morning after I meditate and do a little yoga. Listen to audiobooks or read books from Alan Watts, Ram Dass, Terence McKenna.
It’s not a bed of roses though, in 2023 I was working for C:ULT and had become a regular at the Velvet Rabbit strip club, I got heavy into partying and drinking. This caught the attention of
J.T. Douglas again who called me out over it on the biggest platform yet of a far right political news channel. He was correct in his thesis that I was being hypocritical and disingenuous, I was drinking and partying but still promoting myself as a modern shaman with spiritual ties to discipline.
Now I’ve been sober since October 29th 2023. My addiction is back into wrestling. I'm in a very cool place here I am a veteran and I get to prove myself against a couple other vets however mostly there are rookies here.
I am not one of those " back in my day" type old-heads, the only thing I will remark is that it is way easier for cruiserweights in this business today not just thanks to me, of course my peers and the legends before us. Cruiserweights are recognized as a commodity, when I was coming up you never knew if a promoter would jokingly say " oh we don't have a featherweight division" and just be messing with you in a razzing way or really trying to deny me due to my size.
I see a few people asking for help, I never proclaim to be a locker room leader, a locker room leader doesn't need to address themselves as such, however I will give advice if asked. I'm a very groovy guy. however I'm also here to prove myself to be elite, so I'm not coming in as an over the hill-spoke on the wheel veteran.
I'm here to kick ass and show why I am undeniable.
My 41st birthday
my 31st anniversary of achieving my black belt in Taekwondo
The 26th anniversary of when I got licensed pro by the strict state athletic commission of Texas, three years under the required legal age.
The 12th year since the motorcycle accident on my 29th birthday where his right ankle and foo were damaged t in several places.
2025 Draft pick vignette
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The ring is my dojo, it's my temple, it's my mad scientists' lab. I was instantly drawn to it. My older brother Arlo
despite being a staunch pacifist is a huge Bruce Lee fan and he got me into martial arts media and pro wrestling, by three years old I knew I wanted to be a wrestler. Started out building an athletic foundation at four years old with gymnastics and soccer, five years old I started training in taekwondo.
When I was six years old I added amateur wrestling because one rainy day I was inside with my brothers' and we had come across British wrestling on television, my father remarked the technique and style seemed deritive of greco roman style wrestling. I of course already loved Japanese and Mexican wrestling the luchadores and super juniors, seeing these smaller British wrestlers outwit and out-grip their opponent hold for hold despite their size excited me and that's how I put together how my favorite wrestlers were probably influenced too by all of that UK, Japan, Lucha. I did amateur wrestling from June 5th 1989 to April 12 1993, achieved my black belt in Taekwondo on my 10th birthday then began backyard wrestling in my neighorbhood with older kids.
on May 8th 1993 I debuted in backyard wrestling until I had my farewell match on September 6th 1996, we had gone from trampolines to boxing rings and building our own rings, putting on local shows. I was one of only a couple others involved in the backyard wrestling scene who desired to get trained.
I told my parents of my plans to essentially run away from home to train in Mexico, Canada or Japan but they calmed me down and we found Galveston Championship Wrestling, they offered training. My parents thought it would be best if I cculumated the tuition money myself within four months On April 4th 1994 due to an “ advanced placement opportunity” I was switched from my 7th month in 5th grade to being a student and student-assistant professor at Houston University as a part of the Astronomical Society, able to skip/pass through both junior high and high school.
From September 7th 1996 to January 17 1997 I worked as a paperboy and did odd jobs for my neighbors like clean pools, mow lawns and tutor their high school aged children for the SATs. Just in time on January 20th 1997 I joined “ Fight Zone.” under the tutelage of Mike Maverick[ Michael Smith, born August 4 1960) had begun training as a wrestler in 1980 at 20 in GCW and in 1987 switched to being their head trainer of “ Fight Zone.” A smaller wrestler himself at 5’8 and 185 pounds, highly respected. ( featured in the video package above from 0:53-1:09)
I was a black sheep immediately in the locker room:
My size, age and the stigma of being a backyard wrestler made me a target for a lot of ridicule.
Mike was very aloof towards me, usually I could snap any teacher or coach out of that mindset towards me.
I bonded with one student there, Damian Douglas( born December 16th( same date as my mother!) 1980. Only a few inches taller than me at 5’9 to my 5’6( I didn’t have a final growth spurt until I was 19 . Now I’m 5’8).and 60 pounds heavier than me.
His in-ring persona Locuro( Delirious picbase) was like a symbiote type of transformation, in a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde way, Damian and I were close friends immediately due to Damian being a human encyclopedia on Japanese and Mexican wrestling, being a tape-trader himself. However Locuro became the Green Goblin to my Spider-Man, wrestling Locuro is like wrestling a carnival fun-house mirror version of myself. Locuro is the epitome of insanity.
On March 16th 1997 my 14th birthday GCW announced that they got a deal for a cable-access tv show, unfortunately due to regulation with the strict state athletic commission both Damian and I were too young to become licensed pro. We were excluded from the show. We decided to sneak in before tapings which took place Thursday. Friday and Saturday, airing at 5 AM. Mike caught us early on however instead of punishing us, he was happy with our dedication allowing us to continue just make ourselves scarce during taping.
On my 15th birthday he gave us the gift of facing each other in front of three members of the state athletic committee in an exhibition match to become licensed pro. They were dismissive to each other about our size but we blew their minds with what we did in the ring, getting licensed officially that same day. We were given a reward for that from Mike by having our pro debut in a match against each other on the cable access show, our match would be the opening match of the inaugural live taping version of the show on March 29th 1998.
I won the exhibition match in front of those judges but lost in my debut.
On June 12th 1999 the same day the most popular though niche wrestling news-letter/ magazine featured myself and Damian/Locuro from Texas as talent to watch I was expelled and fired from Houston University for selling cannabis and magic mushrooms to students. That same day J.T.Douglas( a bully from my childhood, a multi-varsity athlete who couldn’t handle sharing the spotlight in local newspapers with me)
broke the story as his first piece as a sports journalist . For years he has criticized me as he became a far right political commentator along with being a sports journalist.
I began to have a ruined reputation that led to my parents, although remaining still very loving and close to me, did not support me financially for wrestling.
I took it in stride and didn’t turn heel like most would in my position..
I would always win fans back during my matches fighting as a loveable underdog .I avoided criminal charges due to being a minor/delinquent and was punished through my academic record ruining my chances with NASA.
By three years old I had three goals in life, become a wrestler, martial arts master and astronaut. I blew that third goal and just focused on wrestling.
. My dream in wrestling wasn’t ever to be a mainstream American “ superstar”, actually I wanted to wrestle in Japan, I idolized Japanese wrestlers. Plus due to my size it did not seem possible to become a famous wrestler in America.
Between 1998 to 2000 I had gone from just Texas to the southland, midwest and mideast territories( which were turning into the independent circuits ).
Continuing my rivalry with Locuro while of course facing other wrestlers.
In 2001 on my 18th birthday I bought an RV camper and headed to Chicago, Illinois, working the midwest and northeast states’ independent wrestling circuits.
I worked during the week as a “code monkey”( programmer/coder) for an upstart rag-tag tech company/ start up and
Wrestling on weekends. My wrestling dates started to overlap with work and by December of 2002 I was fired . Unfortunately the pay did not match the work with wrestling full time, I dealt with a lot of financial struggles until in
In 2004 when I got my first big break: My first international tour in Europe and the UK from October 16th to December 27th.
I got another big break, my boyhood dream of wrestling in Japan came true! I was offered to be one of the very few gajins( foreigners/ Americans) to be a part of the Toryumon Titans, a collective of Lucharesu promotions in Kobe, Japan. A 2 year deal, starting on January 8th 2005 ending on January 8th 2007.
I had made a few excursions back to America in 2006 wrestling in the West Coast, so when I returned in 2007 I was just on fire, my stock had risen, my reputation was amazing and the biggest wrestling federation in America hired me and sent me to the developmental federation they sent wrestlers in Kentucky I got there and was told I would be a spoke on the wheel to body-builders and models who had no wrestling experience; however, in just three months I became world champion. They cut ties with that promotion for another in Florida where I went to just being that spoke on the wheel they had told me I would be.
About 6th months into my time there, a meathead wrestler I met on the indies back in Chicago asked me if I could get him a dark match for that major promotion, I was pissed off. It was the wild wes back then, I showed up, called my own shot to the main roster and made my debut in 2008. I was 25 years old yet a very respected young veteran. I really wish I kept that gumption, that attitude that lead to me going from that phone call from the meathead to pushing past the system to make my own break.
I viewed myself as young and learning still, I felt I was in this place as a young man still learning , surrounded by a lot of my childhood heroes,
plus the backstage was as well known a labyrinth of professional and social conventions that trip up even a young vet like myself who’s been in tons of different federations. Plus I had begun dealing with injuries specifically my shoulders, my 10 years was catching up with me right in my prime. My mind as a 25 year old kid was go go go go, my body was telling me to slow down. When your body is in a bad place it really takes a toll mentally and physically.
Despite getting the approval and support of my peers and the genuine friendship with my childhood idols that labyrinth remained, especially when it came to the powers that be, sayers are annoying because they slither through the business side of the trade. I know that in terms of wrestling as a sport, the wrestling that started millions of years ago in biblical times , in Greece and Roman times you could send me in a time machine there and I would be elite. However since the 1920’s the sayers invented stereotypes and arbitrary rules to what a wrestler is supposed to look like. Plus at that time the marketing side they got my personality and vibe all wrong, which set me up to fail.
Back then you could describe me best as the perfect guy for a girl to bring home to her parents, a child prodigy genius who became a professional athlete while I was that, I wasn’t just clean cut white meat, that girl wasn’t the only girl in my hammock at night that I would stargaze with my telescope while smoking pot with.
I’m a weird binary- disciplined to a demented degree but a devil may care-free spirit. I never fit into these boxes executives want to put you in, so of course to sum me up in a 30 seconds commercial they just made me “ the shooting star press guy”.. Which was awesome, it was my specialty.
I got popped for a couple drug test failings, it was so shameful in a really wrong way to do to people who are struggling, I was using marijuana for medicinal reasons , the dirt sheet guys never got that memo so that left out a lot of context that would’ve made it sound better to the public eye. On top of that during my second suspension I got in a motorcycle accident on my 29th birthday which has left my right foot fucked up forever. The federation kept me for two years , we ended amicably , I still assist with the mo-cap for their video games..
The weekend of the week I was let go, I took my trip to the Peruvian jungle to an ayahuasca retreat ceremony, not a cult at all, everything done legally , medicinally by monks. Unfortunately the ayahuasca didn’t work but I stayed a few weeks longer and was given Wachuma which is from San Pedro Cactus and that made me spiritually reborn. Unlocked my spirit animal of the Jaguar and since then I have been on the path of enlightenment, a quest for equanimity. For close to a decade now I have created my own spiritual philosophy, a non-dogmatic holistic yet secular credo called “ The Middle Way”. The philosophy encourages freedom of expression and civic disobedience fighting against corporate and capitalistic evil.
philosophies of Eastern philosophy mixed with cosmology and philosophies of martial arts and pro wrestling.
In 2020 I became one of the top free agent American wrestlers after six years of free-lancing. I’m not a man of material possession , I can totally admit that I’m way more fortunate than others. People see me pop up to wrestle everywhere, I’m not cheap. It also looks better on paper on m’y networth when you add everything that goes into my life. I’m nomadic, I have a house in the neighborhood I grew up in near my parents’ house/ childhood home in Sugar Land, Houston Texas. I have my apartments in the Bronx in New York, Kobe Japan and a hotel residency in Las Vegas, Nevada. In the Bronx and in Texas I have my Sky Dojo. a wrestling school and martial arts dojo combo, I have a small class size in both, six people in each.
In my free time my goal is to be more relaxed, I focus more on intellectual and spiritual interests, I tend to my Cacti garden in the morning after I meditate and do a little yoga. Listen to audiobooks or read books from Alan Watts, Ram Dass, Terence McKenna.
It’s not a bed of roses though, in 2023 I was working for C:ULT and had become a regular at the Velvet Rabbit strip club, I got heavy into partying and drinking. This caught the attention of
J.T. Douglas again who called me out over it on the biggest platform yet of a far right political news channel. He was correct in his thesis that I was being hypocritical and disingenuous, I was drinking and partying but still promoting myself as a modern shaman with spiritual ties to discipline.
Now I’ve been sober since October 29th 2023. My addiction is back into wrestling. I'm in a very cool place here I am a veteran and I get to prove myself against a couple other vets however mostly there are rookies here.
I am not one of those " back in my day" type old-heads, the only thing I will remark is that it is way easier for cruiserweights in this business today not just thanks to me, of course my peers and the legends before us. Cruiserweights are recognized as a commodity, when I was coming up you never knew if a promoter would jokingly say " oh we don't have a featherweight division" and just be messing with you in a razzing way or really trying to deny me due to my size.
I see a few people asking for help, I never proclaim to be a locker room leader, a locker room leader doesn't need to address themselves as such, however I will give advice if asked. I'm a very groovy guy. however I'm also here to prove myself to be elite, so I'm not coming in as an over the hill-spoke on the wheel veteran.
I'm here to kick ass and show why I am undeniable.