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mayhemproduces · 2 years

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Atticus Cogar vs Sick Nick Mondo

This is perhaps, a moment we’d never thought we’d see in a professional wrestling ring. Sick Nick Mondo, one of the pioneers of the American Deathmatch style, stepped away from the ring in 2003. We never thought we’d see him in a ring again- he’d been massive successful outside of pro wrestling. He’s an actor, he’s a stuntman, he’s a filmmaker. He’s worked with AEW to direct some of their more cinematic video packages. One would’ve thought it impossible to lure him back.

But then Syn got on the phone with Jon Moxley, and Mox got Syn and Mondo in contact. After what was said to be almost two hours on the phone chatting, Sick Nick agreed to do this one match, one big final match, to main event the year’s biggest Deathmatch show. Against the guy that- the last time a promotion that wasn’t MPW ran Hammerstein, was left off the card completely. It’s not a secret, Syn and Atticus aren’t exactly friends, but Syn saw that as an injustice that had to be rectified.

And so here we are. Atticus Cogar. Sick Nick Mondo. One night only. Hammerstein Ballroom. Main event. Referee Jake Clemons called for the bell, and the two men began to circle each other, before eventually locking up, Atticus getting the better of the exchange and forcing Nick Mondo back into the ropes, before sending him off of them, and trying to catch Mondo with a clothesline, which Mondo evades, and hits the ropes again before catching Cogar with a headscissors, tossing Atticus across the ring! Atticus rolls out of the ring and slams his fist on the apron in frustration, and paces around the outside for a moment, before his eyes land on a kendo stick laying in the grass. Atticus picks it up and twirls it around, and Mondo stands in the ring, daring Atticus to bring it on. Not sure how smart of a move that is, but Mondo gets what he wants, Atticus rolls back into the ring and takes a wild swing at Mondo, who ducks the initial swing, and rolls out of the way of the second one! Atticus kept coming though, and he faked going low with the stick, causing Nick to jump up, before Atticus cracked the Kendo Stick right into Nick Mondo’s ribs, the sound of bamboo on flesh resonating throughout the Showboat! Mondo dropped down to his knees, trying to regain the breath that had been knocked out of him, when Atticus rears back and cracks the kendo stick over his back! Mondo falls down to his hands and knees, as Atticus grabs him again, wrapping the kendo stick around Mondo’s neck and lifting him up, before driving Mondo back into the mat with a White Russian Leg Sweep! Cogar ditches the kendo stick and makes the first cover of the matchup!

1….2… Kickout!

Nick Mondo manages to stay alive for the time being. Cogar picks Mondo back up and once again sends him off the ropes, but once again, as Cogar tries for a clothesline, Mondo ducks it, this time as Cogar turns around, Mondo nails Cogar with an Enziguri! Cogar is knocked down to the mat, and Mondo quickly hits the ropes, before crashing down on Atticus with a senton, before Mondo rolls over for his first cover of the match!

1….2…. Kickout!

Cogar manages to stay alive this time, but Nick Mondo didn’t give him any room to breathe, mounting Atticus and hammering away at him with a couple of stiff forearms, before Mondo rolls off of Cogar, and out of the ring. Mondo tosses a couple of chairs, a steel trashcan, and a barbed wire board into the ring, before rolling back into the ring himself and grabbing the chair, before raising it above his head, and cracking the chair across Atticus’ back! Atticus cried out in agony, as Mondo dropped the chair across Atticus’ back, hit the ropes, before crashing down on Atticus and the chair with a Slingshot Spinout Powerbomb! Mondo’s been out of the game for awhile, and it’s rather impressive he can still pull moves like that off! Mondo clutched his back, perhaps just as hurt from delivering that move as Atticus was from taking it, but he quickly got back to his feet, and grabbed another chair, before setting it up in the middle of the ring, along with a couple of the other chairs, four in total. Mondo then moved the barbed wire board into the middle, creating a makeshift table with it all, before grabbing Cogar, and dragging him into the corner, and lifting him up onto the top rope. Mondo gave him a couple of stiff forearms, before he began to climb up to the top himself, hooking Atticus and lifting him up, before driving Atticus and himself through the barbed wire board with a Superplex! Wood splinters and barbed wire stuck to men’s flesh, as Nick Mondo rolled over and made the cover on Cogar!

1….2…. Kickout!

Atticus Cogar keeps this match going! Nick reaches back and does his best to remove the barbs from his shirt and his flesh, before slowly working himself back to his feet. Nick has to use the ropes to get back up, before trying to go over and grab Atticus again, only for Atticus to rake his eyes when he attempts to do so! Mondo stumbles back, clutching at his eyes, and Atticus grabs a chair, swinging wildly and cracking the chair over Nick Mondo’s head! Atticus tosses the chair aside, and stands over Nick for a moment, before a wide, sadistic grin begins to spread over Cogar’s features, as he reaches into his pocket and produces those neon green skewers he’s so fond of. Atticus grabs Nick, and holds him against the ropes, putting him on display for the crowd, before taking the skewers, pressing them into Nick’s forehead, and pounding them in with the palm of his hand, before letting go and allowing them to fan out, Nick Mondo’s head now looking like a human pin cushion!

Atticus grabbed Nick again, trying to punctuate the skewer spot with a DDT, but Nick managed to turn the tables on Cogar, slide behind him, trap him in a half nelson, before spinning Cogar and planting him with a reverse STO! Cogar was spiked right down on his head! Nick gets back up and braces himself on the ropes, before starting the painful process of removing the skewers from his forehead. Nick gets them out as his forehead gushes blood, just in time to see Cogar had crawled his way into the corner. Nick takes a running start before crashing into Atticus with a cannonball, before dragging Atticus out of the corner again to make another cover!

1….2…. Kickout!

Atticus manages to kick out again! Nick Mondo pulled himself up to his knees, a wide grin spreading across his face now, as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the rail spike from earlier, before grabbing Atticus by the hair, and starting to dig the railroad spike into his head! Atticus was already leaking blood, but the rail spike opened him up even further, before Nick let him go, standing up to make a show out of licking Atticus’ blood from the tip of the rail spike, before tossing it away. Nick then grabbed Atticus, lifting him back to his feet, looking for a piledriver. Nick Mondo tries to lift Cogar for the piledriver, but as Cogar goes up, he manages to turn the move into an arm drag, tossing Nick Mondo across the ring with it. As Nick got back to his feet, he was blasted by a running shotgun dropkick from Cogar, knocking him back into the turnbuckles! Nick rolled out of the corner, and Atticus quickly went up to the top rope, before leaping off, crashing down on Nick’s chest with a brutal looking double stomp! Atticus covers!

1….2…. Kickout!

Nick Mondo stays alive once again! Atticus pounds his fist in frustration, sure that he had finished Mondo off. Not wanting to fool around with the veteran any longer, Atticus grabs Nick Mondo and lifts him up, trying to set him up for the Headlock Driver, but Nick shoves Atticus off of him. Atticus hits the ropes and on the rebound ducks a Nick Mondo clothesline, before leaping up onto the ropes, and going for an Asai Moonsault, but Nick catches Atticus with a boot to the back of the knee, causing Atticus to slip, and hanging upside down from the top rope! Nick quickly grabs the trashcan in the ring, and places it in front of Atticus’ head, before climbing up the adjacent set of ropes, and leaping off with a Coast to Coast moonsault, nailing the trashcan right into Cogar’s face! Nick quickly pulls Atticus off the top rope, and into the middle of the ring, hooking both legs for a cover!

1...2…. Kickout!

Cogar stays alive once again! Nick Mondo, not wanting to waste any time, grabs Atticus and lifts him back up, this time lifting Atticus up into an Electric Chair, looking for an Assault Driver, but Atticus manages to slip off, and try to grab for Sick Nick’s head, looking for a Headlock Driver. Mondo catches him with an elbow and rolls forward, grabbing Atticus and repositioning him over the pile of light tubes in the middle of the ring, before driving Atticus down with a Fisherman’s Buster onto the tubes! The tubes shatter everywhere, and Mondo makes the cover!

1….2… Kickout!

Atticus out at two again! Mondo pulls himself up to his knees, not having been in this deep of water for a very long time- and much to his amazement, Atticus was already getting up. Sick Nick launches a forearm at Atticus, but Atticus answers back with a headbutt in earnest! Atticus quickly followed it up by launching a couple of chops at Mondo’s chest, which Mondo starts returning in earnest, as these two men now go back and forth with one another, launching chop after chop, which quickly escalates to straight-up forearms as they continue to go back and forth. Atticus manages to get the better of Mondo by once again launching another headbut at him, before picking up a chair that had been left on the ring apron, and cracking Nick Mondo over the head with it!

Mondo rolls to the outside, and Atticus sets the chair down and sets it up, before turning and hitting the ropes, using the chair as a launching pad to vault himself up and over the ropes, taking out Mondo on the outside with a Tope Con Hilo!

Atticus dug around underneath the ring until he found what he was looking for, a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, which some of our crew had left laying around for this particular match. Atticus got back into the ring, just as Mondo got back to his feet. Mondo charges right at Atticus, but all it earns him is a barbed wire baseball bat to the gut! Mondo hunched over, clearly already in an extreme amount of pain, and already bleeding a bit as barbs sunk into his flesh! Atticus dropped the bat, and while Mondo was still hunched over, began digging in his pockets, pulling out a stack of Gusset Plates, before taking one and punching it into Mondo’s shoulder, causing Mondo to drop to a knee and let out a cry of agony. It was clear Atticus came here tonight to inflict damage, and that’s exactly what he looked to be doing here. Atticus grabbed another gusset and this time drove it into the forehead of Nick Mondo, punching it in there and making sure it would be a bitch to try and get out. Blood was already flowing freely down Mondo’s face, and though we were just a minute into this matchup, Mondo already had the makings of a crimson mask.

Atticus stood Mondo up, and caught him with a chop to the chest, causing the big man to stagger back into the corner. Atticus chopped his chest again, before backing up to the opposite corner, charging Mondo, and nailing him with two leaping double knee strikes! Mondo dropped down to his knees from the impact, and Atticus rolled out of the ring, looking for more toys to use on Mondo. Atticus finds his skewers, and slides back in the ring, displaying Mondo against the ropes, before pounding the skewers into Nick Mondo’s forehead! Atticus releases them, and allows them to fan out, before dragging Mondo off the ropes, and driving him down with a DDT! Atticus covers!

1…2… Kickout!

Mondo out at two. Atticus rolls out of the ring, and starts looking for even more plunder outside of it, looking for more weapons he could use here to help cause the maximum amount of damage tonight. Atticus found a pane of glass and dragged it out from under the ring, before grabbing the guardrail and pulling it closer, using the guardrail and the ring to hold up the pane of glass into a makeshift bridge. Atticus then rolled back into the ring.

Atticus watches as Mondo gets himself back up to his feet, before hitting the ropes and charging Mondo, who was leaning on the opposite set of ropes. As Atticus got to him though, Mondo dropped down and back body dropped Atticus over the top rope, causing Atticus to crash right through the pane of glass he’d just set on the apron! Glass and blood goes everywhere as Atticus crashes and burns on the outside! Atticus’s back was already filled with shards of broken glass, as he could do nothing but sit there and rive in absolute agony. Mondo pulls himself to his knees and takes the opportunity to take a breather, knowing he just dodged a bullet there. Mondo rolled out of the ring, and collected his opponent, before grabbing Atticus and whipping him into the steel guardrail, Atticus’s spine colliding with the still, unforgiving steel. Mondo then grabs Atticus again, and lifts him up, dropping him with a Stun Gun on the ring apron! Atticus crashes into the apron face first! That may have just knocked Atticus out cold!

Mondo gets back to his feet, and continues to look around, looking for other weapons to use, finding a chair. Mondo brings it over and presses the point of the chair right into Atticus’s throat, effectively choking Atticus out with the chair! Mondo continues to press the cold steel down onto Atticus’s windpipe, before eventually letting up, just about as Atticus’s face was beginning to turn purple. Mondo follows that up by driving the point of the chair into Atticus’s ribs a couple of times, trying to make it even harder for the younger man to breathe. If you can’t breathe, you can’t fight, and that might be Mondo’s exact strategy here. Mondo tosses the chair into the ring and grabs Atticus again, tossing him back into the ring, before going over and finding another pane of glass, sliding that into the ring too, before getting back into the ring himself, grabbing the pane of glass and resting it against the corner. Mondo turns back around and goes to collect Atticus, lifting him back up, and attempting to whip Atticus into the pane of glass, but Atticus turns it around on him, sending Mondo barling into the corner, and smashing through the pane of glass! Atticus puts Mondo through the glass!

Mondo is quick to get back to his feet, clutching his back as he does, and he turns around just in time to see Atticus hit the ropes and launch himself into Mondo with a massive spear! Atticus drops down into the cover!

1….2… Kickout!

Mondo out again! Atticus drags Mondo up, and tries to get him imposition for the Headlock Driver, but Mondo slips out the back, grabs a chair, and DRILLS Atticus in the back of the head with it! Now with Atticus on wobbly legs, Mondo sets the chair down, and lifts Atticus up, looking for the Assault Driver, but Atticus manages to escape, grab Mondo from behind, and drive Sick Nick down onto the chair with the Headlock Driver! Atticus hooks both legs!

1….2…3!

“Here is your winner, Atticus Cogar!”

He may have not been in the ring for almost 20 years at this point, but there was no ring rust on Nick Mondo, which makes a win like this even more impressive for Atticus Cogar! From being left off Hammerstein entirely to defeating a legend here in the Fatalism main event! A massive statement win for Atticus Cogar!

We wanna thank you from the bottom of our hearts for joining us for Fatalism once again. We’re back to your regularly scheduled MPW program next week! Goodnight, everybody!

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hldailyupdate · 2 years

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All doors are officially open at Hammerstein Ballroom! Not long now until the show starts. 🤍 Louis Tomlinson World Tour: New York City, Night 2. (12 February 2022)

#louis tomlinson #louis update #lt world tour #lt world tour: nyc night 2 #photo #twitter #social media #february 2022

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8iunie · 1 year

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via @/tom.ayerbe Instagram story, 03.12.2022

#måneskin #maneskin #damiano david #thomas raggi #damià & er cobra #backstage #my posts 💫#eating #thomas with his guitar 🎸#encore #america: nyc #north america 2022 #december 2022 #loud kids tour #hammerstein ballroom night 2 #hammerstein ballroom #må smiling 😁

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icarodamiano · 1 year

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Damiano, Thomas, and Ethan meeting some fans after the show at Hammerstein Ballroom in New York City, New York �� December 3, 2022

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seasurfacefullofclouds1 · 2 years

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Hey. I’ve seen Louie tag games and thought they looked fun so after this 10th show of his world tour, I’ve put together some categories that I am interested in hearing about from other Louies and from you if you have the time. Any Louie is welcome to do it, if they want to do it.

Best individual vocal:

Best song live:

Best overall vocal:

Best audience/crowd:

Best fan interaction:

Best Louis/Louie moment (things like singing “you were my because” back to him, etc) :

Best outfit:

Best color on Louis :

Best venue:

Best version of hoe (affectionate) Louis:

Best/favorite band member based on the tour so far:

Best crew member based on the tour so far:

Happiest Louis show:

Best sassy Louis show:

Best mic drop:

Best fan project:

Best overall moment:

Best overall show:

And the moment most likely to have taken years off Joni’s life:

Only if you have the time and think it could be fun. Thanks!

Off the top of my head!

1. Best individual vocal: he’s just getting better with every show!

2. Best song live: Kill My Mind

3. Best overall vocal: New York night one

4. Best audience/crowd: New York both nights!

5. Best fan interaction: the first shot at Austin

6. Best Louis/Louie moment (things like singing “you were my because” back to him, etc) : when fans blow him kisses

7. Best outfit / Best color on Louis : Austin, the baby blue of New York two

8. Best venue: Hammerstein Ballroom

9. Best version of hoe (affectionate) Louis: the shot he took in Austin

10. Best/favorite band member based on the tour so far: a tie between Michael and Matt D.

11. Best crew member based on the tour so far: Joshua Halling, Krystle, Oli

12. Happiest Louis show: Austin, I think!

13. Best sassy Louis show: calling people out for leaving early

14. Best mic drop: NY night 1

15. Best fan project: the love signs in Pittsburgh, Beautiful War lights, OTB flags

16. Best overall moment: Louis feeling happy and in his element at the Ryman

17. Best overall show: Austin!

18. And the moment most likely to have taken years off Joni’s life: Michael’s cupcakes

Please anyone who feels like doing this!

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darlinrogue · 3 years

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Matt Hardy

For me because I can’t write an actual analysis

I-Con (ˈīˌkän) noun

1. One who is the object of great attention and devotion; an idol

2. A person or thing regarded as a representative symbol of something

3. An entity that will not die

4. A being or force that is stronger than death

5. MATT HARDY

The Hammerstein Ballroom in New York City was a scene set in Adam Page’s dreams. The stage had hosted acts like Brittney Spears, Avenged Sevenfold, David Bowie, Paramore, All Time Low, Guns N’ Roses, Korn, Iron Maiden, and two farm boys from the rural south who somehow sneaked in before the curtain fell. The wrestling fans in t-shirts, jeans, and bawdy signs, didn’t match the elegant balconies they crowded. The ring was a jagged piece of metallic architecture placed on an old warn, wood floor. Adam Page, twenty-two years old, settled in the far corner with his heart in his throat and his childhood idol adjacent to him. The microphone lifted to Matt Hardy’s lips like he intended to speak. At that moment as Matt Hardy looked over the crowd, it was like a fantasy. Something he spun-up while he bounced on the trampoline with his sister and begged her to let him try the Twist of Fate one more time.

In the 1970 census, a few years before his birth, Matt Hardy’s hometown of Cameron, North Carolina had a whopping population of 204 individuals. In 1990, when Matt and his brother Jeff were mimicking the moves they learned off TV on the trampoline, the population was an impressive 215. Cameron was a small town in the heart of tobacco country, Virginia and Carolina being one of the few places in the United States to grow the desired plant. Running down to the coast, once out of the foothills of the Appalachians and Grandfather Mountain, North Carolina was flat and balmy. Unlike the dense red clay of the Piedmont region, the soil was silty and perfect for farming. Matt probably never saw more than a few inches of snow a Winter. A few hours to the East and he’d stand at the edge of the Atlantic. Along the cat’s claw thin barrier Islands, he’d watch the waves wash over white sand. Hear the whispers of shipwrecks the vicious coast of North Carolina claimed.

A stupid kid like Adam Page, eyeballs glued to the TV screen as WWF played Monday Night Raw or later Smackdown, heard these stories of the Hardy Boyz and looked at his own life. Aaron's Creek, Virginia, made Cameron look like a metropolis. Adam’s hometown was so small it didn’t even deserve a Wikipedia page. His family had deep roots in Virginia because it was a state for lovers. His father also raised tobacco and Adam grew-up amongst the viridian fields, laid out for acres around the house he grew up in. There wasn’t a lot of money for Christmas most years and Adam knew more about the intricacies of cattle farming than he sometimes cared to admit to his classmates. Yet, while his best friends extolled the Hardys for their daredevil stunts, ladders, and chairs. Adam idolized them because they were a proof of concept. That it was possible for a hard-working, farm working, Virgin-lina boy, to grow-up and be hot shit.

In 2013, Adam was starting to warm-up, with a brand new Ring of Honor contract and some neon green trunks. At Final Battle, the crown jewel event of the promotion he just signed-to, Adam had no choice but to laugh as Matt Hardy was almost booed out of the arena the moment he got a mic in his hand. It made Adam feel like a hero. Of the two, the audience preferred Adam Page to Matt Hardy, just incredible. Of course, Matt Hardy, the iconic, was a manipulative and arrogant son of a bitch, who claimed more than was his to take. Never meet your heroes, they say, and when Adam met his, he was kind of a dick. Yet, when Matt Hardy clasped his hand and gave him a firm handshake, that felt like a small victory. An inner ten-year-old in Adam promised to never wash it again.

It was also a statement. A statement that even if Matt Hardy thought he was better than this everybody, he still had to treat Adam with some measure of respect. Never once did Adam allow the stars in his eyes to blind him. There was no point in fighting a legend if it was only half the legend— Adam was going to get all of Matt Hardy, or nothing. So, he slapped Matt Hardy across the cheek and dragged out the old champion.

A year later, when Adam worked under Hardy’s personal brand, OMEGA, Matt would talk up the youthful Adam Page. Call him the future of wrestling, with his impressive moonsaults, clever counters, fearless attitude, and ‘never say die’ mentality. It was a good showing that night. Adam showed a lot of heart. Surely, he impressed someone upstairs— but he didn’t win. And Adam didn’t know what the point of having ‘heart’ was if he couldn’t win with it. Having ‘heart’ is the wrestling equivalent of a participation trophy.

In the Hammerstein Ballroom though, in 2013, a Twist of Fate would plant Adam on his head and the match would end at seven minutes and twenty seconds. That same night, just a couple of months after their New Japan debut, the Young Bucks defeated ACH and TaDarius Thomas. In due course, the Jacksons would join the Bullet Club with one Kenny Omega. Next month, Jimmy Jacobs, Roderick Strong, and BJ Whitmer formed the Decade, then called Adam out in the same breath, all for daring to dream bigger than the East Coast that Ring of Honor frequented. That night, in New York City, in the heart of Manhattan, the Hammerstein ballroom became a pivoting point for Adam’s life. Matt Hardy was Adam’s first breakpoint.

Through the course of 2014, Adam followed Matt’s invitation into OMEGA and crisscrossed central Carolina in search of his next break. Alongside his then tag-partner, Corey Hollis, Adam wrestled one more match in the ring with Matt Hardy. With the addition of his equally strange brother: Jeff Hardy. An eight-man tag where for a bizarre moment Adam was in the corner with the Hardy Boyz. Twenty years on from WWF ladder matches and the two men, closer to forty than thirty, could still go. Go with the speed and intensity of their youth. With the reckless abandon that defined their careers. These were the type of guys who looked at a wrestling ring and asked, “ you know what needs ?” Then answered: “More hardware.” Watching Matt Hardy, Adam learned when to slow, when to hasten, when to wait, when to press the advantage. Little tricks of the trade. He absorbed all of it like a sponge and held it tight to his chest. Treasure and gold to spend a little farther down the road.

Adam learned that Matt Hardy ran equal parts hot and cold. He was a little off, in a way that wasn’t healthy, but Adam blamed that on a history of concussions and injuries. Arrogant but in a way that was condescending and so he was always willing to groom a newbie to greatness. In fact, Matt Hardy took great pride in taking some young kid and making them a ‘star.’ In a way, every OMEGA recruit was some pet project of Matt or Jeff Hardy. No better way to pat yourself on the back than to make someone. It was never about the protege, though, it was about Matt Hardy. It was about his ego trip, to be able to say—

‘Look what I did for Adam Page.’

And he could cash in his ‘good person’ chip for the week.

Oh, and how Adam knows how it goes. Like, a favorite catchy tune.

BJ Whitmer ruffled his hair and a stupid twenty-four-year-old, hoping for approval, construed it as affectionate. Unaware that the gesture was more like the way a man polishes the rearview window of his new SUV. Yeah, he likes the vehicle, it’s expensive, he’s invested a lot, and he’d get really pissed if someone keyed the paint, but it was nothing but an object. A thing that he owns. A possession to be used and thrown away when it was no longer interesting. Adam was a good boy though and he’d do anything to be wanted, needed, useful. Even pick-up a chair and go against his better nature. The waves of frustration, internal conflict his own actions created, broke him until all that was left was a defensive, angry man biting at any hand that came too close. So, Adam no longer recognized who he was in the mirror. BJ Whitmer didn’t want to see ROH Champion Adam Page, he just wanted someone to carry his bags.

Falling in line with Cody was like falling into an old groove, well worn and well-trodden. When Cody handed that chair to Adam, he knew exactly what to do with it. How to hold Kenny fast and to twist his head so he’d see his incoming braining. Years ago Adam had been wounded and he had never healed. The blood festered and boiled, a slit through his throat hemorrhaging down his bruised chest. Cody stuck his finger in Adam’s festering resentment and anxiety, dug out his trachea. Weaponized Adam’s unspoken fear that Kenny Omega thought he was better than Adam Page and he was using Adam like BJ did two years ago. When Kenny ripped the US title from Adam’s hands and handed it back to Jay White —who he thought they all hated anyway— it was like a slap in the face. That was his moment, Cody declared, he ruined, he stole it. It took a couple of drop kicks from Kota Ibushi and a V-trigger he couldn’t technically remember, for Adam to realize he’d been played. Cody brought Adam no closer to his moment and Adam had ruined his closest friendships. All for a stupid belt.

Kenny never remarked on all of it, probably because he thought Adam too pitiful to deserve admonishment. Or, that his loyalty could be bartered for with games of Mario Tennis. So long as Adam stayed in line and kept his mouth shut, they were fine. Or, maybe Kenny was more forgiving than Adam gave him credit for. That was too much logic for his brain to handle these days, though.

His family once owned a gentle Paso Fino gelding. A sweet boy with soft brown flanks and soulful black eyes. While riding with his father Adam asked if he could cross a field with the horse, if the Paso Fino would canter. Could he persuade this gentle creature to do such a thing? His father chuckled and waxed, “of course you can, he aims to please.” And sure enough, Adam and the Paso Fino flew across the field, in the long smooth gait of the breed. It was beautiful and for a second it was like they shared a mind, but he wished his father never said those words to him. Because every so often, “he aims to please,” applies better to Adam than the horse.

FTR put a bit in Adam’s mouth and led him by the bridle for three months. Somehow their inevitable betrayal came as a shock. It had just been that drinking and joking with Kenny was nice, but the tension in the EVP room was like poison. While the Bucks sat easy, Adam was dying, and FTR, in their caring familiarity was like a breath of fresh air. He wished he could’ve been there for Kenny but he had been there for Kenny and didn’t he deserve a chance to unwind? Unwork the knife from his gut and enjoy an evening with old friends? Stupid, stupid, stupid, so stupid, so blind, so eager to please, that he’d trade real friends for fake friends. FTR played Adam’s fragile ego like a fiddle and left him in the aftermath of his own decisions. Alone and with just Kenny, who no longer wanted anything to do with him.

And after all those lessons, it was painful to realize that Adam Page was just another trinket for the Young Bucks to marvel over. A living, breathing camera stand to film BTE bits and then do the complex editing, giving a polish to the final product. That was the deal, he understood and agreed to it walking into the Bullet Club. He was to be the problem solver. The replacement big guy now that Gallows was gone. Adam beats up the enemies of the Bullet Club and he stays out of the title shot picture, good deal. A jobber they can hand a trio belt to and smirk over because the Bucks are such good guys. Adam really thought they were his friends and Adam wished he could say he used the Bucks like he used BJ but he never loved BJ like he loved Matt and Nick. It was the first time he was ever happy being a prop but it still hurt, especially the outrage in their eyes when he started thinking for himself.

How dare he become a tag-team champion when that’s what they wanted?

That was the deal though with Matt and Nick, that he stayed out of the way. Adam violated the terms and their friendship crumbled around the broken covenant.

Kenny though, out of all of these betrayals and losses which had left Adam numb to the idea that he was better off alone—

Kenny fucking hurt.

Some of the ideas lacked foundation. Some floated in the bottoms of bottles of whiskey. Some were inklings from years of standing behind a man he was never going to beat. Most of them made Adam feel like an asshole. The ideas went along the tune of:

That Adam was a shitty replacement for Kota Ibushi, the golden lover trapped on the other side of the pacific. When he was in Japan and had unwedged his head from his ass, Adam liked Kota. Kota was brilliant, a true star, and he understood, totally, why Kenny loved him. There was nothing personal or even resentful in this uninspired realization. It wasn’t jealousy. It was the truth and it was a truth Adam had to bear when Kenny let him collapse in the middle of the ring at All Out. Kota Ibushi could win a G1. Become the intercontinental and IWGP heavyweight champion all in one night. Adam couldn’t even beat Chris Jericho. Kota Ibushi was the God of wrestling and Adam Page was the dirty sinner kicked down to the dust where he belonged.

That Adam was a useful tool for Kenny. Just good enough in the ring to carry a tag-team when Kenny was at the far end of a losing streak. A good bolt of confidence, standing on the shoulders of a younger guy. Before he launched off and took the world title belt he so rightfully deserved. The gleam in Don Callis’ eye when Adam shook his hand told him that this was all part of the plan. Adam was written into the script and hit every line he was supposed to. Adam wondered if he was chosen because he was volatile and insecure, and Callis knew that would just push Kenny away. Away and towards Don Callis, and his machinations. Don used Kenny and Kenny used Adam— maybe, it was just Don all along.

That Adam was a pretty thing Kenny could flirt with. Soft, yielding, supportive, loyal, and eager to put his energy towards someone willing to take it. Like a fucking dog, or something. Hope told him there was something to the way Kenny murmured ‘cowboy’ to him in their private moments. That Kenny’s interest went beyond physical and a desire to be topped by a handsome guy like Page. The bitter reality, the pessimist and realist in him, told him it was hollow, fake, that he was being played again. Damnit, though, if he wouldn’t take those crumbs. Because he couldn’t say ‘no’ to Kenny when he smiled. Because he loves Kenny and he can't stop loving Kenny.

He truly was eager to please.

“Well, it’s okay. You can’t be number one forever anyway, right? Sometimes you gotta take a back seat, and I don’t mind taking a back seat, if it’s to you, buddy.” And Kenny had smiled and nudged his elbow, and Adam hadn’t thought about it as he fiddled with his silly little action figure. When Adam thought back on that interview and thought back on all his twisted thoughts about Kenny, he had almost broken down crying. Because he didn’t know what was true. Kenny was high-up there in his mind and Adam wasn’t sure he could ever shoot him down.

The second Adam Page snatched the title from Jay White’s hands he had known the truth. The light had shone in his eyes and he had flinched. He realized the cost of fame and fortune. The crossroads he stood at, paralyzed in fear and trembling to make a choice. Maybe, he was grateful when Jay defeated him and he could return to the darkness. However, the taste, the warmth of the light, the way his chest swelled and his heart rose, pure, innocent, like a child seeing his first snow, was addicting. Adam knew that he had to step out of the shadows. Out from behind Kenny, Cody, and the Bucks, or he would perish there in the dark. They were never going to turn around and dredge him out of the abyss.

Adam had never realized there was a choice, though: his friends or his soul. And he wonders how many times those friends had made it. How many times the Bucks chose some merch sales over him. How many times Kenny chose a title over him. He knows Cody had chosen his ego over him. Was there a balance? Someplace where you can stand in the light and have those you love with you? For flashes of moments, he sees it, in the Golden Elite, or when the Bucks flanked Kenny in the ring. The balance was called love and it could overcome all trials, or so he’s told. It could mediate the choice between yourself and others.

Yet, Adam knows he’s chosen wrong once or twice, already. So, he’s not sure that kinda love is for him.

John Silvers was on one knee, hand extended, with a goofy grin that Adam had come to appreciate. For the first time in a year, he had felt light and free. It had been nice to exist in a bubble of appreciation and warmth. Yet, there was no room to wiggle, and like a caged, fearful animal, Adam lashed-out. The wording got to him, on the following night when he was thinking about it. He said: ‘I can’t,’ and not ‘I won’t.’ Like, he was physically incapable of saying ‘yes,’ and yet the Dark Order seemed to think ‘no’ was an impossibility. How did they get so screwed-up?

Friendships come with obligations and Adam was aware he’d been shirking his. Not because he felt entitled but because he wasn’t sure he could bear the weight. That he wouldn’t take a stumbling step and collapse on his fractured bones. And that would just be a different kind of a disappointment for the Dark Order than just hearing ‘no’ right out the gate. It’d be his failure with the Bucks and Kenny all over again. Anna was right, Adam had to move on, so they could move on, and maybe it left him bitter that he couldn’t utter an apology, but that’s how things shake-out these days.

The Bucks didn’t want his apology either.

And now, that brought him back to Matt.

Matt Hardy reappeared like a literal ghost in the Summer and Adam still wasn’t sure if the whole Damascus thing was a bit or not. Just that while he sat in a warm bath, water up to his knees and bubbles floating around his elbows, he looked up Benjamin Franklin on his phone. “Franklin was a leading writer, printer, political philosopher, politician, Freemason, postmaster, scientist, inventor, humorist, civic activist, statesman, and diplomat.” Given that Adam Page’s passion since childhood was professional wrestling and throwing his delicate body through tables, none of that resonated with him. And he wasn’t sure if Matt meant he really was the reincarnation of a founding father, or if it was just an apt comparison, but something about the phrase:

‘Join or Die.’

Felt like the story of his life.

Adam’s father kept records of all the songs he listened to when he was growing up. On a rare lazy Sunday, he’d put on the vinyl and let it spin so the music filled the house. Marty Robbins sang of quick finger rangers with big irons on their hips. Waylon Jennings and Lee Greenwood, dreamed of something lost, something mournful, as they rode alone. There was a cost to independence, and beneath the wide brim hat were tired, dark eyes, haunted by those the cowboy left behind. He rode into town looking for a lost love or a home, or just some water for his horse. He’d leave as soon as the plot finished and the town was saved but while the townsfolk rejoiced their salvation, the hero slipped from the jubilee. He was looking for a place he belonged and this was not it, and Adam wondered if he kept looking because there was no place he belonged.

After Dynamite, he took shots in his living room with his dogs laid over his legs and he thought about his wording. ‘I can’t,’ he told John, because, reasons he couldn’t justify in front of an audience of five thousand. So, it seemed fitting that this odd friendship he developed, with another group looking to use him and throw away, began with Matt Hardy. Began when he eliminated the iconic legend from the ring and ended with Matt Hardy, in the ring, begging Adam not to change in the hallway.

Adam didn’t believe a single word Matt said.

He didn’t believe he was a good person who deserved to be happy. He didn’t believe that the Dark Order was awkward — it was, and that’s why he wept with whiskey last week. He didn’t believe that there were no strings attached. He didn’t believe that Matt’s intentions were good or genuine, or even kind. Hell, he never believed John Silver when he called Adam handsome and amazing because that kinda flattery was useless.

He did believe that Matt was going to use him. He did believe that when Matt Hardy brought down the other shoe it was going to hurt like hell. He did believe that by this point, Adam was so calloused, scarred, and numb, that the pain wouldn’t even register. He did believe that he was so desperate, alone, and miserable, that he’ll take any bone thrown at him. He did believe that whatever plan Matt Hardy cooked-up for him was going to end up with him back in the dirt. He did believe that he no longer cared enough about himself to care. He did believe that all he wanted was a place to hang his hat and to lace his boots.

He did believe Tony Schiavone when he said, “you should take him up on that.”

Because, shit, who wants to change by catering?

#‘The Hangman’ || Adam: IC #‘Deals with God’ || Adam: Verse #this is rock bottom ya'll #this has gotta be it

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corbo-florbo · 4 years

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Fantasy Booking: John Cena & Elias

Tagging the awesome @mith-gifs-wrestling and the amazing @adriennegabriella for this one, since they seem to enjoy my fantasy bookings so far!

So as of writing this, John Cena is coming back to Friday Night Smackdown on February 28 of 2020, and I’ve got a couple or few ideas of what I’d like to have done with him. I figured, why not start with one that seems like a continuation of a recent subtle ongoing feud with The Drifter, Elias?

Are you ready for a good time? The episode of Smackdown opens with a bang, as fireworks go off and fans cheer. Then the hum of John Cena’s music blasts through the arena, and he looks as happy as ever when making his way to the ring.

Cena grabs a mic, and waits for the cheers to die down. “Boy, y’all sure did miss me huh? I gotta admit, it’s been a while. I left y’all behind while I pursued my acting career, but it’s okay, it’s fine, The Leader of the Cenation is back baby!” *cheers* “But it’s not all about to be sunshine and rainbows, I’m afraid. See, I gots some things to share with y’all, and I dunno how y’all are gonna feel about it.” John then turns his hat around to where the bill is facing behind him. “Y’see-”

A guitar strum silences John as the arena goes dark and the spotlight flashes on one sole figure making his way to the ring. That figure ladies and gentlemen, is Elias. “John, John, John. Oh, this is so us. I interrupt you, you interrupt me, it’s a whole thing! Sometimes I beat your ass, you beat my ass, you know how it goes! Why, last time you threw a package of nuts at me, and quite frankly, you said some mean things at me. When was that? Oh, uh... Wrestlemania! But it’s all good, John. I’m glad to see you back! Maybe this time we can duet, because I”m tired of playing with myself.” John grins at this. “Oh, you like that one don’t you, John? Yeah, that was pretty funny. Now, I’m not sure why you tilted your hat backwards, but I thought maybe we can show it’s all water under the bridge and have some honest to God fun! It’s Wrestlemania season after all!”

Elias steps in the ring and John leans on the turnbuckle opposite Elias’s end, with a Cheshire grin on his face. Elias strums and plucks at his guitar. “Hey John, why don’t you start us off with a rap verse, maybe? I think that’ll get the people of Boston in the spirit! What do ya say, Boston?” Obviously, cheers.

John nods, puts his arm around Elias’s shoulder, and as a melody emanates from Elias’s guitar, John opens his mouth, as though he’s about to rap, until a quick turn and Drift Away! Ladies and gentlemen, John Cena has taken down Elias with his own move! Why, John, why?!

The next week passes and there’s a new episode of Smackdown. Neither man is to be found until the main event, advertised earlier in the day as an explanation from John Cena. People sit, waiting for the familiar “My Time Is Now” but instead are met with “Basic Thuganomics”. Cena comes out, decked in the same wear befitting of someone dressed in early 2000′s hip-hop clothing style.

“Word Life” brass knuckles wrapped around his fingers, microphone in hand, the Doctor of Thuganomics speaks. “Now, since I was so RUDELY interrupted last week by that weak, punk ass jobber, allow me to lay down the line right here, right now. Y’all cheering me were the same ones booing me all them years. No matter what I did, it wasn’t good ‘nuff for ya. It wasn’t until I used my profile to elevate others, you seemed to care. 2006. One Night Stand. Manhattan. Hammerstein Ballroom. I came out to toxic, nuclear heat and my shirt being thrown right back at me. Said I ain’t got no moves! I gave them moves! They boo’d that shit too! I’d give my all, yet I was so hated. Yet the children loved me. Guess what? Those kids grew up. Y’all even popped loud as hell whenever someone mentions my failed relationship with Nikki Bella? Y’all so easily worked it ain’t even funny! She and I are still tight, life just pulls us in diff’rent directions. Y’all hated me, now ya want me back. Now I’ve been gone so long, y’all miss me? Well, John Cena don’t forget, no he don’t! I remember clear as day, y’all as fickle as Daniel Bryan always said, but he back in the Kool-Aid now, talkin’ bout the Yes Movement comin’ back. Now he fickle too, but that’s okay ‘cause Cena here to collect. Talk about my golden shovel, talk about burying talent, well guess what? Anyone in my path gon’ wish they was dead. Cena out.”

Cut to next week’s Smackdown, things seem to have gone back to normal. Elias is back, and is in a match with Mustafa Ali. Of course, he is a little paranoid of John Cena, which Ali takes advantage of, easily getting in the win. Elias doesn’t seem to even care or process the loss. He just...leaves. Like someone who left a haunted house, but the haunted house hasn’t left them.

Main event time, and the Dirt Sheet is dunking on everybody. They continue to talk smack to The New Day in their ongoing feud. John Morrison dunks on Elias for his upset state, while Miz derides the outdated nature of John Cena. On the Titantron, John Cena calls them out via satellite, as he sees himself above fighting anyone on the roster on a measly episode of Smackdown. “I mean, I’m John F%#^ng Cena!” Miz and Morrison then challenge him to a 2-on-1 handicap match, now he’s got them too heated to go after Kofi Kingston and Big E of New Day, that they MUST beat Cena. And they must do it at the upcoming Elimination Chamber pay per view.

The night of the match, Cena dominates. He takes both men out with ease. Miz, perhaps the easiest, but Morrison’s parkour gives him at least a sliver of a chance. Cena is the victor.

More Smackdowns, more of Elias being afraid. Miz and Morrison act like nothing happened, pretending they didn’t just fight and lose to John Cena. Elimination Chamber didn’t happen in their eyes. They continue to emasculate Elias, who on the fifth Friday night, grows tired of them mocking him and takes them down, accusing them of being in cahoots with him. He’s greatly losing it, as is evident when he plays his guitar out of tune, or messes up lyrics.

Roman Reigns, however, is tired of it all. He calls out Cena, challenging him at Fastlane, which Cena accepts. Not before he chastises Roman about how he had to elevate him at No Mercy 2017, about how while he isn’t as hated by crowds anymore, he’s still just “a guy”, and will never reach that level. That Roman’s 2017 win was just a fluke. Yet another nut joke by the Doctor of Thuganomics before a low blow and an F.U. lays Roman out at the end of the night.

Fastlane 2020 approaches, and the two put on a 30 minute classic. Roman gets more vicious, and Cena becomes more dastardly. He constantly taunts and goads Roman most of the match, and at one point even HEADBUTTS HIM. That’s something you don’t do to Samoan pro wrestlers, yet Cena evades it all, wearing Roman down until he runs out of steam. Roman, staggering, falls victim to another F.U. before being gifted with Cena’s Five-Knuckle Shuffle, and goes for the pin. Cena wins, but his victory is shortly celebrated after Elias slams a guitar on Cena’s head, the last visual of the match being Elias glaring down at his handiwork.

Elias is not to be seen the next several Smackdowns leading to Wrestlemania, at least not live. In pre-taped segments, in front of chain-link fences, Elias rambles on about how John Cena lives rent-free in his head. In the final vignette of his ramblings, Elias declares at Wrestlemania that he will get his groove back, as he plays a new percussion instrument, one he calls John Cena before declaring the match needing to be No DQ. Meanwhile, Cena hosts mini-segments where he freestyle raps about how trashy a lot of the wrestlers signed to WWE are, along with old legends. Last Smackdown, he raps about how easily worked Elias got, that he doesn’t stand a chance because Cena declares himself the master of psychology, adding to his resume, added along with being a doctor of Thuganomics.

Wrestlemania time, and Elias is easily dominated early in the match. It’s almost like Cena vs Lesnar at Summerslam all over again, until Elias goes in for a Drift Away and hammers on Cena. He even grabs his head, “slamming” it down on the mat before stomping and kicking Cena. Elias manically grabs at his own hair, before bringing chairs into it.

Elias slams Cena with chair after chair, but like a superhuman, Cena rises again and again. He can even be heard that no injury, no chair could hold him down. Elias doesn’t stop though. He hits like he has lost his mind. It’s as though his brain is now the one drifting in and out, not him. There’s almost a rhythm to Elias’s shots. Then he sets it up for a con-chair-to. And another. And another and another, you get the picture. Cena’s lifeless body is rolled over and Elias covers him for a pin, and you see his hand move, but he does not kick out. Elias gets the win, and is tearing with joy. His first Wrestlemania win, and it’s one not for a title, but a peace of mind and a reclamation of his lost sanity.

Almost as if knocked into his senses, Cena rises, clutching his head. He removes the “Word Life” armbands and wristbands and shakes Elias’s hand before raising it. Cena has reclaimed his own soul, seeing everyone cheer for Elias. The sight of what he missed was enough to wake him up. He had grown cocky of having won the world of wrestling, music, and film that he forgot what it was like, being someone looking to make a name. He remembers that same John Cena that made an impact after beating Kurt Angle and winning the respect of the locker room back in the early 2000′s.

Elias is able to move on to other feuds, no longer feeling the need as a drifter to bash other towns he rolls into, and even finds himself in main events every now and then. Cena reflects the night on Raw after Wrestlemania that he is done with wrestling now, but the WWE Universe will see him again from time to time. He leaves with letting everyone know the three most important words to him: Hustle Loyalty and Respect.

The end.

I hope you guys enjoyed it! I got two more Cena fantasy bookings, then I hope to jump into some fresher ideas later!

#john cena #elias #WWE #fantasy booking

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desertpups · 4 years

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Hozier - NYC Hammerstein Ballroom - Night 2 (via @hozier)

#hozier #andrew hozier byrne #i cropped the giant black space at the top and bottom of the instastory pics #it annoys me😂#insta/#instastory/

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Fighting Spirit Unleashed 2019 Night 2 - 9/28/2019: Tiger Hattori’s USA Retirement; RIP “Big Titan” Richard Bognar (1/16/1970 - 9/20/2019)

The second night of Fighting Spirit Unleashed just wrapped up in NYC, and you can see it on NJPWWorld in a little while if you didn’t catch it live. The show itself was delayed 90 minutes due to, allegedly, an issue and misunderstanding with obtaining an ambulance for the show. There were reports of unhappy fans but for a rescue by Mr. Tezuka of NJPW apologizing, and Rocky Romero giving a pep talk and T-Shirts to the crowd. Once the show got going, the crowd was hot for nearly every match.

- 9/28/2019, Hammerstein Ballroom, New York City, NY (NJPWWorld)

TJP [FREE] d. Ren Narita (Pinoy Stretch, 8:49)

Lance Archer [SZKG] d. Karl Fredericks (EBD Claw, 7:37)

Juice Robinson & Mikey Nicholls [CHAOS] d. Clark Connors & Alex Coughlin (Nicholls > Coughlin, Mikeybomb, 8:27)

Tama Tonga, Tanga Loa & Jado [Bullet Club] d. Rocky Romero, SHO & YOH [CHAOS] (Tonga > Romero, Killshot, 10:46)

Hiroshi Tanahashi, Ricky Morton [FREE] & Robert Gibson [FREE] d. Tetsuya Naito, Shingo Takagi & BUSHI [Los Ingobernables] (Tanahashi > BUSHI, High Fly Flow, 10:18)

Hirooki Goto [CHAOS], Tomohiro Ishii [CHAOS] & Amazing Red [FREE] d. Jay White, Chase Owens & Gedo [Bullet Club] (Goto > Gedo, GTR, 11:59)

NEVER Openweight Championship: KENTA [Bullet Club] © d. YOSHI-HASHI [CHAOS] (Go2Sleep, 25:03) - KENTA succeeds his 1st defense

SANADA & EVIL [Los Ingobernables] d. Kazuchika Okada [CHAOS] & Kota Ibushi (EVIL > Ibushi, EVIL STO, 18:46)

EVIL cut a promo welcoming NYC to the Darkness World, and that New York City is Evil. The title match went way too long, and really stunk, frankly. A run-in from the retiring Tiger Hattori had to rescue it. Earlier, Hattori had a brief sending off ceremony from the USA, with his family present, flowers presented and everything, including a brief speech from Tiger. His final match in the USA was the Tanahashi/Rock’n’Roll Express v. LIJ 6-man, and that was by far the best match of the night. I take back everything bad I said about the Rock’n’Roll Express in 2019 because they were absolutely fun, including Ricky Morton hitting a tope suicida on Shingo. What a massively fun match. Overall the show was fun, the crowd was into it, and was a lot better than it had any right to be. Other than the delays, the camera work was WWE levels of gawdawful, so hey NJPW if you’re out there, maybe don’t use that crew next time.

Earlier tonight it was making the rounds that the former “Big Titan” Richard Bognar had died at the far too young age of 49. Cause of death was not announced. Bognar spent many years in FMW, often alongside Mike Awesome in his Gladiator years. Infamously, Bognar was also the “Fake Razor Ramon” that the WWF trotted out in Vince’s infinite wisdom, as a stand-in for Scott Hall. If you don’t remember this, you can imagine how well it went over. (His partner as “Fake Diesel,” Glen Jacobs, turned out OK in the end...)

Following that debacle, Bognar would find himself in NJPW, back in his Big Titan identity, as part of the nWo Japan stable. A serious neck injury he suffered in February 1998 in a match against Shinya Hashimoto would leave him limited, and he never fully recovered. His final match in wrestling was in NJPW on 4/23/1999 at Tokyo Ryogoku Kokugikan, teaming with fellow nWo members Keiji Muto & Hiroyoshi Tenzan, defeating Tatsumi Fujnami, Manabu Nakanishi & Osamu Nishimura. Afterwards he would briely run a wrestling school in Calgary, Alberta, with Bad News Brown.

Our condolences to his family and friends at this time.

The tour wraps up at the ECW Arena tomorrow.

- 9/29/2019, 2300 Arena, Philadelphia, PA

Rocky Romero [CHAOS] v. Clark Connors

Mikey Nicholls [CHAOS] v. Karl Fredericks

Alex Coughlin v. Lance Archer [SZKG]

Ren Narita v. Amazing Red [FREE]

Juice Robinson, SHO [CHAOS] & YOH [CHAOS] v. Tetsuya Naito, SANADA & Shingo Takagi [Los Ingobernables]

Kota Ibushi & TJP [FREE] v. EVIL & BUSHI [Los Ingobernables]

Elimination Match: Hiroshi Tanahashi, Hirooki Goto [CHAOS], Tomohiro Ishii [CHAOS], YOSHI-HASHI [CHAOS], Ricky Morton [FREE] & Robert Gibson [FREE] v. Jay White, KENTA, Tama Tonga, Tanga Loa, Chase Owens & Gedo [Bullet Club]

#NJPW #new japan pro wrestling #Fighting Spirit Unleashed #njpwfs #Tiger Hattori #rock n roll express #ricky morton #robert gibson #evil #kota ibushi #richard bognar #big titan #nwo #nwo japan

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The Exam

Best Music Moment of 2018:

Nasty: Hearing Red Eyes live. I've already said it on TBH, but seeing your favorite band in their relative prime is such a cool thing.

BC: Since partying all night with my favorite band fell within the short window between Bestuv '17 ending and Bestuv '18 beginning, I'd have to say:

1. Kacey Musgrave's performance of "Slow Burn" on SNL

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2. Radiohead perfectly executing "There There" which transported me back to Lollapalooza in '08 3. Despite the annoyance of sitting in lots of Indy500 traffic due to a new parking situation, I quite enjoyed working through half of the Stones' catalogue with Bronco riding shotgun and Codemin listening in from the flatbed of Dillon's pickup

Codem: Spending what was New Year's Eve for the central timezone in the USA at a Fijian medical bath facility listening to music, playing cards, downing tequeel and getting ringworm with my blushing bride. -hearing peter hook play the bass line from shadowplay live and in person. -Arden, JD and JJ encouraging me to go talk to Kyle from Swearin'. -Silver Jews and Westing (By Musket and Sextant) came to Spotify. -Watching "Random Rules" video for the first time

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Larse: Sitting behind this massive (I mean orca fat) guy at the CHVRCHES show, feeling really bad for him before the show started because he was all alone and kept looking around and worrying about letting people in his row and things. As soon as CHVRCHES came on though, this guy was exactly where he was supposed to be that night. Sang the words and danced to every song and just made my day with how happy he was to be there. Jotted down every song of the setlist into his smartphone and just had an all around great time. And some of you motherfuckers won't even go to a movie by yourself!

JD: May: A moody Chinatown stroll with the new Grouper album in the rain. July: Soaking up some good tunes at the housewarming party to ring in our new pad. July: Some hilariously rambunctious youths having at it when “House of Jealous Lovers” came on during a full play of Compilation 1 at the DFA summer party. One of them (who must have been ~8 in the bygone days of 02) screamed out “this is the song that started it all!” to a crowd of stationary gawkers and I felt a brief moment of hope for the youngs. August: Shaking a leg at Pete’s wedding (also featuring a delightful hojl spin). September: A rowdy spin of “Sentient Oona” on the Levee juke with an impromptu digital jukebox dance party at the Turkey’s Nest with jj’s cousin and his lovely girlfriend. October: The best music cue I’ve ever seen at the end of Beau Travail.

Bronco: Taking John to his first concert, and that first concert was Mastodon. That was pretty awesome to be able to share that experience with him. He was super into it, and so were the metalheads at the show. "Dad of the Year" was definitely shouted more than a few times, and I thought to myself, "fuckin-A right."

Chap: My kids saying "Papa" when "She Drives Me Crazy" by Fine Young Cannibals comes on.

Best Shows Seen in 2018:

C: Open Mike Eagle at Pitchfork

Bronco: Sleep

Laser: CHVRCHES at Riverside Theater; Chromeo at Summerfest

BC: The Brian Jonestown Massacre, Radiohead

Nasty: The War on Drugs.

Code: kraus - schubas peter hook - metro no age - the bottle swearin' - bowery eleanor friedberger - lincoln hall my bloody valentine - aragon "quickly climbing the ranks of my nice" ballroom kraus - the bottle pictureplane - bottom lounge soft moon - the bottle book of love - chop shop

JD: 1. Shame at Market Hotel 2. Hamilton Leithauser at the Carlyle Hotel 3. Beach House at United Palace Theater 4. The Voidz at Elsewhere 5. Parquet Courts’ Wide Awake! mid-day album release show with my morning coffee at Rough Trade

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6. Flasher at St. Vitus 7. Deafheaven at Brooklyn Steel 8. Panda Bear at Brooklyn Steel 9. No Age at Brooklyn Bazaar 10. CCFX at the DFA summer party at Elsewhere with my girlfriend in full blown rem sleep standing up with her head on my shoulder 11. Alex Cameron at Warsaw 12. Gang Gang Dance and Interpol at House of Vans Of note: Dekkar at On Cinema Live at the Bell House.

Confession of 2018:

JD: I have a real TBH confession that I held until now. I was thoroughly enjoying the Flasher album on a recent evening after a few too many drinks when a burning urge to see them washed over me. They had a show coming up at a bar just a few blocks from my apartment, so I enthusiastically snapped up tickets for me and jj. Thinking this might be a good opportunity for a TBH outing, I emailed Chap trying to peer pressure him into attending the Flasher show and gauging his interest in a Parquet Courts concert that would be happening the following evening. No response.

We later received an invitation to a holiday cocktail party at a friend’s apartment on the same night as the Flasher show, and I hatched a cockamamie scheme to go from our home in Greenpoint to the party in Soho, leave after an hour to catch the concert back in Greenpoint, head back to the party in Soho, and finally retire back to Greenpoint. JJ wisely passed on such a scheme and I left the party to trek off to the concert solo with an extra ticket in tow.

Awash in good cheer and excitement while Flasher set up, I thought what the hell, might as well take a flier on reminding Chap of the show. Maybe the twins are asleep, he’s just sitting around, can jump into a cab, claim the extra ticket, watch the show, and cruise on back. Mid-text I paused, wondering just why he never responded to the initial email weeks ago. A quick gmail search, and there sat my drunkenly composed beseechment to join, rotting in the drafts folder unsent.

A couple of the dudes from Parquet Courts were bouncing around the bar, and I decided it would make more sense to hit up Chap about attending their show the next day than explain the whole snafu and extend a ludicrous invitation that required dropping everything and leaving immediately for a show he didn’t even know was happening. I ate the extra ticket, had a blast watching Flasher, zipped back to the party, drank myself into oblivion, and was way too hung over to even consider the Parquet Courts show the next day. NICK SORRY NICK! (editor’s note: too long)

Larson: I saw Timberlake at Fiserv Forum

BC: My neighbor invited me to see Imagine Dragons. I lied and said I had to travel for work. "On a Saturdee?" he inquired. "Yeah. Totally sucks," I awkwardly replied. I hid inside my house all weekend.

Bronco: I'd rather see shows by myself than with my buddy. He likes going to shows, and I keep inviting him, and we have a fine time, but he doesn't live in town anymore, so I gotta worry about him drinking too much and driving an hour home. And his wife is a psychopath and that complicates shit. Too much. And it's just so much more freeing being able to not give a fuck about anyone else during that time, to just soak it all in, it feels good and right.

Codem: -despite all of the bad things that kanye said, i still liked listening to his catalogue throughout the year. i even liked his EP that came out in 2018. -i really liked the beach house album! -i liked the snail mail album, skipped two opportunities to see her and then by --the end of the year, i thought the album was sort of boring. -Arden and i went to see pictureplane open for alice glass and thought that the show sucked and pictureplane played such stupid songs. three months later, he put out my favorite album of the year and i can't stop thinking that i hated all of the same songs the first time i heard them. -i read an article on a bright fall saturday morning that exhaustively detailed the Cardi B and Nicki Minaj feud and i watched all of the instagram story clips that showed Cardi B scrolling through her phone with those outlandish nails of hers. it took me two cups of coffee to get through it all, but get through it i did. [i couldn't think of nicki minaj's name just now so i stared at the ceiling and kept running through names in my mind's eye: missy, kim, cardi, kelis, kim??, eve, trina. i couldn't remember. so i finally googled "kanye monster" and found her name. easy.]

Nasty: I'm done with new music. It’s over. I didn't listen to a single new album - I don't even know if I could name a new album. Realistically, I did like Daytona.

Biggest Disappointment of 2018:

Nasty: MAGA Kanye

Larse: Timberlake at Fiserv Forum

Bronco: Black Tusk, Alice in Chains

BC: Getting into The Orwells literally two days before #MeToo chewed 'em up and spit 'em out

Chap: Car Seat Headrest. Can't believe he's gay! jk the album was the disappointment.

Code: -somebody hacked my spotify account and wiped all of my music and replaced it with raggaeton and halsey. i was able to get my music back, but i lost all of my meticulously cared for folder structure. -i wanted the simple minds album to be cool; it was not. -i wanted the swearin' album to be really great; it was okay. -pictureplane and ovlov did not tour their albums. -i had to eat two tickets to my bloody valentine after buying four. the original show sold out and i thought i was going to be able to sell my extras for a profit -- they ended up announcing a second show and there was no secondary market for the original show. -no CCFX followup ):

JD: Got to Hammerstein Ballroom for MBV and there was a line longer than an entire avenue. They were already on by the time we made it into the heinously oversold venue and we were stuck by the bar in the lobby surrounded by people constantly shouting in an effort to compete with the apocalyptic noise.

C: Terrible sound at Tame Impala show

Most Overrated of 2018:

Code: -probably that kacey musgraves album; i got absolutely nothing out of it. also, i liked the robyn album, but i wanted to love it after many years between releases. i think i'm just being greedy. -i'm going to get killed for this, but the throwing the baby out with the bathwater approach to artists' criminal behavior or inflammatory tweets is pretty overrated right now.

Bronco: Ghost - I like their schtick, with rotating members and the whole inverted church thing. It's campy but they're sticking to it, and that's fine, but their music isn't metal. It's poppy glam shit about the devil, and that's also fine, but I don't get why it's on anyone's list. Production value maybe? But the music itself isn't anything to write home about. I just don't get it.

JD: n/a. The thick layer of nonsensical, Pynchonian obfuscation the platform economy dollops over everything has made it impossible to understand how anything is rated. Almost feel bad for the click driven publications that have to just throw out a guess.

C: Mitski

Chap: Snail Mail

BC: Kanye. His new music is no longer good enough to put up with his bufoonery.

Laser: Timberlake at Fiserv Forum

Nasty: Clemson. GOARSH.

Make It Stop 2018:

Nasty: DJT, anytime now.

Bronco: Party politics. No more labels allowed. You can have a list of stuff you support and a list of stuff you are against, but that's fucking it. No more this side vs that side for reasons as caddy as an R vs. a D. Also religion having any influence whatsoever in the way our country is run. Believe whatever you want to believe, but don't force your bullshit on anyone else. You want to torment yourself with a lifelong christian guilt trip, that's your boat to float, but don't go poking holes in my boat just because you're a miserable fuck. Just stop. Also, Jack White.

Larse: Timberlake at Fiserv Forum

Chap: Baby Shark

BC: My shrinking attention span

JD: The cultural currency of clapbacks, shade, and tea.

Code: trap music playing from a phone's external speaker while i'm trapped on public transportation. i'm going to go broke buying enough earbuds to distribute to these offenders.

Biggest TBH Regret of 2018:

Larse: Timberlake at Fiserv Forum

C: Not seeing Low at a church on University of Chicago's Campus

JD: -Hearing about a Grouper show at a church around the corner from my pad after it sold out. -Not necessarily a regret because I didn’t know it was happening, but oh how I wish I had seen Jon Glaser and Jon Benjamin as Dave Farina and Dave Franz, Dennis and Dennis’ sons, at a Bowery Ballroom Yo La Tengo show.

BC: -I wish I would've cooked up a way to see Shame play a midnight show in Bloomington. I just want that kid to scream "Concrete" in my face. -I probably should've seen Smashing Pumpkins when they rolled through town too.

Code: my flight got delayed and i missed the swearin' show at that place in brooklyn that "smelled like hot fish"

Bronco: Not a regret so much as I was super-bummed when High on Fire dropped out of the tour I saw in November. The venue we were at put my buddy and I right next to the stage. It would've been crazy awesome to see HOF there, but they've rescheduled at least, and I'll see them in January.

Bin: I haven't listened to any Kanye this year. I thought it would feel gratifying by year end - it doesn't. I'll probably still avoid this most recent album, but I'm going back to the well. I'll continue to talk shit about him though. Take that Ye!

Chap: No regrets

Detective Murtaugh of 2018:

Larse: Getting too old to keep up with all of this new music and put a worthwhile list together at the end of the year…

Nasty:

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Code: i added book of love show to my top ten concert list because Arden and i were able to take a seat on the ground in the balcony section. we had to continually move our spot on the floor to be able to peer through the railing and a mass of bodies in order to catch a glimpse of the stage.

JD: -Two of my favorite music related experiences of the year were seeing Hamilton Leithauser in the cafe of the Carlyle Hotel and the extended Niles family in The Nutcracker at the NYC Ballet. -When I googled “Detective Murtaugh” just now it was mostly pictures of Damon Wayans (Jr. no less!) playing the role on the Lethal Weapon CBS series.

Bronco: Putting up with shit instead of speaking up about it. There's room on the train but I'm squished by the door because some self-absorbed dinks won't move in? "Could you please move in?" It sounds so simple, but breaking that silence barrier was a scary thing. Now I don't give a shit. I'm on train for two stops, and I'm not going to see you again, so fuck you, move in or I'm going to move myself in and it aint gonna be pleasant for you.

Chap: A hipster female barber said I was a silver fox. AYFKM?

BC: What the hell is Fortnite?

Resolution for 2018 Update:

Larse: get my list in on time! How it went: probably horseshit! (editor’s note: it was early yet!)

NACK: While I didn’t have the occasion to catch shows this year, I anticipate doing so in '18 due to some changes afoot. How it went: Joe Dons has yet to let me know of a concert going on and I have no other friends here, so I blame him for my failure

Bin: I’m just going to keep saying “get to NY for a show with JD” until I make it happen. How it went: Didn't get to NY for a show with JD.

JD: See you gents more often with or without a show attached. How it went: Fairly decent, but is it really ever enough?

Bronco: Get in shape. I want to stick to a schedule of running all year round. I ran a 10K back in June, then needed to recover for a bit, been recovering ever since…Fat Dad needs to keep running all year round without excuse, especially given that we go skiing between Xmas and New Year’s and I’m gonna be a floppy legged mess. During those runs, I’ll try to listen to new material each time. How it went: I ran a 5-miler in May. Haven't run since. Though I have been reasonably consistent with my prison workout (situps and pushups before bed time), so now there's a hint of muscle under my fat dad layer. Just gotta combine the two now somehow.

Code: make more playlists for my wife How it went: i said that i was going to make more mixes for my wife. i made one year-end mix for her and i'm sure she's loving it :*

BC: No more resolutions How it went: 2018 Resolution was "No More Resolutions," so pretty darn good!

Resolution for 2019:

Laser: ---

BC: Listen to one new album a week; reboot the Classic Album Review Club

JD: Greater consciousness of how I’m using my attention - an ineffectual and meaningless protest of the ways the world is burning down in pursuit of it.

Bronco: Read more 'classic' books. I didn't read many of them, even in school (especially in school? Never could read a book I was told to read). But I'm leaning in the sci-fi direction of 'classics'. I just read Dune this summer, and wrapped up Fahrenheit 451 the other day. I'm feeling an unexplained need to beef up my nerd credentials and this seems the way to accomplish it.

Chap: Learn Piano; Guilt Joe Dons into finally inviting me to a concert

Nasty: I'm sticking with it - get to NY for a show with JD.

Code: catch ovlov, pictureplane, washer, chromatics, EMA and colleen green live this year.

Most Anticipated of 2019:

Bronco: Tool. Fifth year's the charm. I'm actually hopeful this time around. In fact, I half expect them to drop it on New Year's Eve or something, just so it's post Listicle season, but not quite 2019 so it can't end up on those lists either. They're such dicks like that.

BC: Still waitin' on dat Vampire Weekend yet

Chap: Vampire Weekend, Chromatics

C: Lin Manuel in Mary Poppins... I kid, My Bloody Valentine

JD: Going to put Frank Ocean out into the universe, MBV take 2, Grimes, Panda Bear, Kanye’s escape from the Black Lodge

Codem: chromatics - tommy, MBV, washer, colleen green, EMA(?), DoM

Laser: no idea what's even on the docket

Nasty: Mueller's Report

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