By: Mr. Holmes
I have always been “different”. I have been big all my life, but have been able to do things athletically. In baseball I was the fat kid, but I stole the most bases. In football I was a 300 lbs. kicker. I was never conventional. So the first time I saw pro wrestling as a kid I was in awe. These guys were all freaks, large men that moved gracefully telling the story of good vs evil. I was instantly hooked. When it came time to pick a career in high school as a probable cry for attention and to get noticed by the girls I told everyone I wanted to be the next, Hulk Hogan, Ric Flair, HHH, Shawn Michaels, The Rock, and Stone Cold Steve Austin. In short I was going to be the next big thing in wrestling. Little did I know being a pro wrestler would never and I mean ever “Jericho” help me with the ladies. I got some attention at school and I did love pro wrestling so it was what I went with. The funny thing is the more I thought about it the more I thought I could do it.
Well how does one become involved in pro wrestling, I was a 350lbs tub of shit at the time so it wasn’t like I was gonna run into someone at the gym. I bought all the information I could on how to contact wrestling schools and what to ask. I remember sending one to a former WWE and WCW pro wrestler Mike Shaw aka Norman the lunatic, Bastion Booger among others characters in Marquette, MI .
He advertised a pro wrestling school where you could possibly live the dream. I lived in Green Bay, WI at the time so it was the closest place. The year was 1998 I was 19 yrs old waiting for a return letter from Mr Shaw that wouldn’t come. I must of sent it to the wrong place.
I had sent out a few letters and got some reply’s, one from a school in Florida, and one from a place in Cleveland, Ohio. I chose Cleveland, closer to my family. What I didn’t know is that it would last all of 24 hours.
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