Friday, August 19, 2016

HCW Wrestling Newsletter 2016 #499 – HCW Hall of Fame ceremony


Hello fans and welcome back to our newsletter.  Tonight, we have our HCW Hall of Fame Ceremony coming to you live from Colorado Springs, CO – the one time home of the CSWA.   Reporters Clarkus Kentus and Larry Morton are mingling with fans as well as quite a few names who have turned out for tonight’s celebration.  We are also told that the HCW Class of 2016 inductees are provided with a wrestling belt replica. (as opposed to a gaudy ring – who wants that?)

Tonight’s tag line is:  “Kings come and go but Legends are forever.”

1stThe Super Warrior inducted by Mohammed Hassan
Mohammed Hassan makes his way out to nice applause from the crowd.  “There are a lot of you out there who don’t know me. My impact on the world outside of the HWF and CSWA was minimal but inside, I had it all.  I was a multi-time World champion and at one point, the Triple Crown champion (holding HWF World, CSWA World and the Undisputed Heavyweight Championship) but all that came crashing down because of one man…and that is the man I’m here tonight to induct into the HCW Hall of Fame.  To most, the Super Warrior was a knockoff of the man he idolized – the Ultimate Warrior.  He claimed to live and breathe by the Warrior code and I will tell you, he was a HELL of a wrestler.  I don’t think that during my time in the HWF and CSWA that I encountered a man who would upset the apple cart quite like he did.  He challenged the status quo. Never could I expect that this man would turn out to be an icon – a role model for many – kids and adults alike.  He would say ‘Warriors Believe’ and ‘believe’ me when I say it is my HONOR to introduce to you…Hall of Famer The Super Warrior.”

“Hear me, my Warriors!  (pop from the crowd)  As you all know, Warriors are truly defined by the wars in which they FIGHT!  None of the wars in which I have fought were greater than those I fought against Mohammed Hassan.  We have been the bitterest of enemies at times in the past but one thing that cannot be denied is that he has earned my respect as a Warrior in his own right and I am honored to be inducted into the Hall OF Fame by him this evening!    

My time in the HWF and CSWA has brought me many highlights in my long career.  I’ve been a multiple-time TV champion, I’ve been a tag team champion on 2 different occasions and a World Champion defeating the man who inducts me here tonight.  I am proud to have contributed to the world of the HWF and CSWA and thank all those who made my journey that much more memorable – Chris Benoit, The Rock, Shelton Benjamin and Mohammed Hassan.

From the moment that I was unleashed upon the world of professional wrestling I have fought a war to carry on the legacy of He Who Came Before Me, the Ultimate Warrior!  The Ultimate One inspired legions of fans to take up the Warrior Way of Life!  There is a Warrior within us all and I like to think that I have done my part to awaken that Warrior spirit within many of you that are watching tonight!  It has been my extreme honor to carry on the tradition of this, started by the Ultimate Warrior himself and now I take my place among the Immortals in the Hall Of Fame with the hope that somewhere out there, there is a young Warrior who has been inspired by me, just as I was by him, with the power and the passion to take up the colors, paint up his or her face and follow the Path of the Warrior to glory just as I did!   Are you out there little Warrior?  SPEAK TO ME!”   .  Hassan shakes hands with the Super Warrior, hands him his belt and then they leave.


2ndMW3 inducted by ‘The American Badass’ the Undertaker
Silence reverberates across the hall.  Suddenly, the words “I am American Bad Ass!” by Kid Rock fill the air along with the rest of the song.  The sound of a Harley Davidson fills the air and from the entrance of the Hall rides the Dead Man Himself, The Undertaker.  And he is dressed as he was in his American Bad Ass days. Jeans, t-shirt, denim vest and bandanna.  He does a couple of laps around the audience to a thunderous applause and parks his bike and walks to the stage.  He motions for silence, and speaks.

“Thank you fans, friends, management and distinguished inductees.  Tonight is a celebration of greatness, on a smaller stage though it may be, greatness nonetheless.  I can remember my first run in with MW3.  It was backstage at a house show in Colorado Springs, nearly 17 years ago.  He was fresh out of school and of a stint somewhere out east before being called by his mentor, the great Mr. Wrestling 2, to get his butt to Colorado and report to work in the HWF.  Man, was this kid green.  Walking around in the back, and yes, whether he wants to admit it or not, he marked out a little bit, seeing all of the talent he admired.

Yes, he marked out.  And there is nothing wrong with that.  You have to be a fan of the business to do this as long as we have.  You have to mark out at the talents like Flair, Rock, Austin, Hogan and Yours Truly.  In fact, I think I was the first guy he walked up to.  I remember he was nervous, and he told me, ‘Taker, it’s an honor to meet you.  I know you don’t know me at all, but I’m Mr. Wrestling 3, and one day, I’m gonna headline a PPV with you.”  Now I was at a table with Kane, Show, Hall and Malenko.  And a couple of those guys laughed at the new kid.  The only guy who didn’t laugh was Malenko, and me of course.  I just looked at him and said, “Boy, there are men here who’ve waited years to get a chance just to wait for that.  Get in line.”  I think I might have pissed him off a little and lit that fire in him.

Malenko didn’t laugh either, “You got a hell of a pair on you to say that.  I admire that kind of spirit.  If you’re serious, I’ll work with you kid.”  And Malenko did.  Day after day that kid took all that Malenko dished out and came back for more.  In that time, he worked his way up to the mid card, earing respect for his ability and professionalism in the ring.  I can remember when he was asked to put over a new kid called El Santo Jr, and not only did he, but that match was one of the best I’d seen in a long time.  And he did it with a smile, though it cost him a shot at the TV Title, and buried himself on the card for an extra 6 months.  Then, after a long wait and fight back to the mid card, and then it was time for him to move up.  And recalling what he said to me the day he arrived, I asked for this kid to be put in a promo with me.  A short one that ended up being a lot longer than either of us expected. 

As I recall….it was something about “crapping in my yard….”

We had some of the most brutal matches - Coal Miners Glove, Ladder, Scaffolding, Pier 6 Brawls - you name it.  This kid, just 3 years in the game, going toe-to-toe with me.  We beat the holy hell out of one another…until we ended our feud, and I stood victorious.  And after all that, I stood that boy up in the ring, raised his hand in respect, and left behind me a man.  I could go on and on, but I think that I’ll just introduce him and say to the kid who marked out, who told me one day we’d headline a PPV together – but who missed that not only that we’d be great rivals, but great friends -  Mr.  Wrestling 3.  MW3.

Out comes MW3 and he and Taker stand in a face off.  MW3 extends his hand, and Taker shakes it off, instead giving MW3 a brotherly hug.  Both men laugh and wave and pose for a few pics before Taker hands him his belt, points to the podium and says “Get yer ass up there boy and say something.”

Chants of MW3 fill the air and he takes it in for a few moments before motioning for silence.  “Thank you friends, family, management and fellow inductees, and most of all, you the Fans.  Thanks for coming tonight.  17 years ago, I’d never though that a kid from Chicago who traveled to Georgia to meet his favorite wrestler would be here today.  It’s been a long road.  Sometimes smooth, but most of the time, full of bumps, bruises, blood and tears.  I have just a few people to thank, so I’m going to try to be brief.

Wrestling 2.  The best.  My mentor and namesake.  You treated this kid with so much respect.  You gave me a career.  A LIFE.  Training day in and out with you and Wrestling 1.  Teaching me the business.  Getting me my first shot in Mid-South, against Moondog Spot - I lost that night, but it was hella fun.  Spot was a great guy to have a first match with.  I spent a year there jobbing and learning.  Met Harley Race, who told me that you could say anything to anyone, as long as you showed them the proper respect.  Then onto Georgia where I had a very physical match with Iron Mike Sharpe who put me over for my first professional win on TV.  He was slated to win that night you know, but Mike was a hell of a guy and I pinned him.  After a 6 weeks of GCW, 2 called me and said that I was going to Colorado Springs…there was new fed there, looking for new talent.  So I packed up and took the train to St. Louis and then the bus to Colorado Springs in the middle of a winter storm.  2 said that this was going to be the place for me.  That he had a feeling I would be a champion.  And he was right, because in 2004, I became Cruiserweight Champion, beating a very game Stevie Richards with 2’s patented knee lift.  Thanks 2.  I’d never have had this life if it weren’t for you.  He points to the audience, and an old man wearing Wrestling 2’s mask stands and bows.

Dean Malenko.  My first day in HWF, I met Malenko.  Like Taker said, he took me in and under his wing.  He showed me life in the show, and how to get by day to day.  How to nurse the nicks and dings you get.  How to stay in shape, but he also taught me how to refine my craft.  Chain wrestling.  Not only how to make yourself look good in the ring, but how to make your opponent look good too.  Those times I was wrestling so technically sharp, that was Dean.  It was only fitting that the first title I won was the Cruiserweight Title, a title Dean and others made great.  Thanks Dean, for helping me grow up in this business.  For making me a wrestlers, wrestler. 

The Undertaker.  If you’ve seen our matches, you know I owe this guy a lot.  We we’re gonna just have a short program where the kid gets a good match and gets beat.  But I wanted more time in the ring with the Dead Man.  I mean, a young guy like me in with a living legend.  So when I ahem…improvised….me ‘crapping’ in Takers yard, well, he wasn’t too happy at first, but I explained that I’d have said anything to get another match with him, regardless of how bad I’d get beat.  And it went that I got that incredible SuperKick, with props to the assist of a steel chair, that gave me a win over the Undertaker, and kicked off the yearlong feud that would define all of 2003.  Man, we really burned down the houses in those places, didn’t we, Taker?  Thank you sir.  For the matches, for the guidance and for the blood, sweat and tears.  I would have considered a career with one match with you complete, and I got a whole year of them. 

Lastly to the Fans.  To those who booed me, cheered me, and even threw a full cup of soda at me-  THANK YOU.  You were never indifferent to me.  From my first match with Spot, to my first title win to my feud with Ric Flair and Randy Orton.  My first tag team partner, The Big Show and our title reign.  And to my last title reign, as CSWA HW Champion, when I pinned Kurt Angle- a legend himself.  Thanks for the match Kurt.  As much as I may have berated you, it was all for you, the fans.  When I was Spiking my opponents into submission, or Kneelifting them into the rafters, or Superkicking them into the first row, seeing your faces and hearing the accolades or jeers, it what we live for.  It’s what I lived for.  Thanks for making it happen for a poor kid from Chi-town.”  The Undertaker hands MW3 his belt and they leave the stage to a pop from the crowd.


3rd: ‘The Original Big Daddy’ Donnie B inducted by the Nature Boy Ric Flair
Ric Flair comes out.  “WOOOOOOOOOOOO. You know, it’s a good thing Super Warrior’s speech was short because WOOOO, MW3 can talk like no other.  WOOOO.”  He lets the fans and patrons finish their own wooing and then he starts up.  “Tonight is not about the Nature Boy but is about a man who for all intent and purposes, created a wrestling brand unlike the mainstream has ever seen.  He took what was a random collection of wrestlers and promoted a brand that evolved first into the HWF and CSWA and now, into the HCW.  Many of you are wondering ‘Why is the Nature Boy inducting this guy?’  Let me tell you a story.  It was back in the old territory days and the Horsemen were stylin’ and profilin’ all over the south.  We stopped in Houston for a show.  Now this must have been the late 80’s or something.  We were in a cage match taking on the likes of Dusty, Lex and others in a steel cage.  Barry, Arn and Tully were already in the ring.  As my music hit, I made my way to ringside.  This ‘kid’ ran up and started talking crap to ME, the Nature Boy.  Well, that of course didn’t sit well with me (at the time I was such a heel) so I basically told him to shut his mouth and then added some choice expletives.  Needless to say, this kid had no response other than ‘Same to you’.  (True Story)  This kid would turn out to be ‘The Original Big Daddy’ Donnie B.  I like to think that it was ME who drove the passion into creating a medium that would span decades.  It is my honor to introduce to you the Original Big Daddy Donnie B!”  Music hits and out comes Donnie B.  He shakes hands with Ric and whispers something that Flair laughs at. Ric hands Donnie B his title and then goes to leave the stage.  Donnie B makes his way to the podium.

“25 some odd years ago, I discovered a tool called ‘Pro Wrestling Superstars – a Promoter’s Dream’.  This tool allowed me to use wrestlers from all over the world and put on matches no one would ever have thought of.  This tool evolved into the HWF (Humble Wrestling Federation) and that was the federation I owned and ran matches in and around Humble, Texas (cheap pop).  Eventually, a move would take me to Colorado Springs, CO (huge pop from the crowd). I met up with people with similar interests and with the help of part owner Jeff Meyers, the CSWA came to life.  Years later I found an updated tool that would take Pro Wrestling Superstars to the next level.  I discovered ‘PWS’ and all I can say is that it made my life sooo much easier (Thanks Jowsterguy).  I faced many of the same legends who are here tonight from the Super Warrior, MW3, Mohammad Hassan, Classy Travis Wassie, and numerous others in the last 15 years.  There were tons of great feuds that took place but the one that comes to mind happens to be the long-standing feud I had with another person being honored tonight – the Negronomicon. (The crowd boos.  Donnie B smiles.) The two of us had feuds over padding around the ring (which he sued me for), for ‘holding the black man down’, and even up to his crashing of my wedding.   It even got ridiculous enough that we had a ‘bling vs bling’ match if you can believe that.  He had to be the greatest nemesis I had ever faced. 

My first title was the Light Heavyweight title that I defeated Ultimo Dragon for (points to him in the audience).  I’ve been a North American Champion, Cruiserweight champ, Tag team champ with my nemesis, and World Champion defeating ‘Captain Charisma’ Christian (points to him in the audience). 

The highlight of my career happened to coincide with our low point when The HWF and CSWA closed its doors at the end of 2010 due to creative no longer working (aka burned out).  The highlight in my career was that final show when I defeated the Undertaker to become the Undisputed Heavyweight Champion.  During that time off, I had time to reflect and tour the world getting the opportunity to see the great talent out there.  In 2013, creative had kicked back in (I found my smile) and the HWF and CSWA were relaunched with new talent discovered such as the Axe, ‘The Elitist’ Reid Rothchild, Master Bull and more.  Enhancements made to the PWS tool took the stress of figuring out matches completely out and allowed creative to once again ‘run wild’. 

This year 2016, as you may have read in earlier newsletters, the HWF and CSWA ran into a few legal snafus which forced those chapters to be closed for good.  From those ashes rose the HCW.  The HCW, run by GM extraordinaire Max McGillicutty, has taken off and we haven’t looked back since.  Wrestlers will come and go and the evolution of the sport will continue and with such great talent we have on our roster like the Stache, the Desperados, a fantastic Ladies division and…hell, I’ll give him his due…King CJ.  These wrestlers are a fantastic breed and I can only hope to see great things from the HCW.  Special thanks go out to owner in crime Jeff Meyers, Tony Graham, Wayne Tuttle and to all the performers who have made our federation the place where everyone wants to be and lastly, to our readers…thank you.  This ride could not have happened without you.”   Donnie B takes his title, once again shakes hands with Ric and then they leave the stage.

4th:  In Memoriam:  the Negronomicon inducted by Ron Simmons
Ron Simmons makes his way to the podium.  He stares around before exclaiming “DAMN!”  He pauses briefly before continuing.  “There are a HELL of a lot of you out there.  Listen, I’ve been around this sport a long time and I’ve never encountered a guy like the Negronomicon.  I thought I blazed the way being the first African-American World Champ but this guy made me look like a chump.  The Negronomicon was a true trailblazer (not to be confused with the Blue Blazer).  He made it so that no one would ever have to be held back again based on Race, Creed or Intelligence.  A quick story you may not know.  Before he got started in the world of professional wrestling, he was watching wrestling on TV with his woman.  As the show dragged on, she turned to him and asked if he knew of the ‘Necronomicon’ (aka the Book of the Dead from ‘Army of Darkness’).  She said that if he were to ever become a wrestler, he would be the Negronomicon.  And that is when he was born. 

Up until the end, he was so invested in the wrestling world that he wanted to grow the sport above and beyond the confines of the HWF and CSWA so he charted a plane (cargo because he was so cheap) and it disappeared into the Bermuda Triangle.   We will never know what this man could accomplish had he survived but since he is no longer here, I am proud to accept this title on his behalf.” 

There is a commotion and over the loudspeaker blares “From the desk of N” and then in walks…the Negronomicon!!!  WHAT THE HELL!!!!

Negronomicon walks over to the podium and looks over the sea of fans and wrestlers alike.  “IT HAS BEEN TOO MANY YEARS…(Negronomicon has to yell over the booing from the fans.  Finally they settle down so he can continue)…far too many years since I have graced this stage.  To my complete surprise, since my absence I was fully expected that this company would have folded by know.  Yet here it is.  I see a lot of new faces; faces I have no knowledge of and since they have not defeated me in the ring, I really won't give them much play.  It's not that I don't think you could compete.  Cause you couldn't.  But it's more of the distaste I have for the new catchphrase seeking, no basics of wrestling knowing wannabees, and above all white performers (not wrestlers) that are crawling about here. 

I bet you were thinking “I thought this guy was dead and gone” but you know what, for a moment I was.  The plane I was on did in fact disappear into the Bermuda Triangle.   I was the only survivor.  I thought I was going to go insane (he holds up ‘Spaulding’ the basketball with a face drawn on it).  Little did I know that just two short days later, I would hear a commotion and would go to check it out.  As the true detective I am (the hell with the Bat), I scoped it out and found a group of people on the other side.  I came to find out that this was the cast of SURVIVOR.  That’s right…a stupid reality show allowed the Negronomicon to rejoin the land of the living.  I’ve been laying low among the ignorant masses who were none the wiser.  Finally, when I heard this sham was going on, I decided it was time for me to remind you morons who I am.   (Negronomicon kicks Spaulding into the audience)

I would like to thank Ron Simmons for the kinds words...he is a man's man.  He knows what wresting is.  And so I thank him.  I want to thank Donnie B.  I haven't seen him yet.  Not surprised.  But still I would like to thank him.  Is he still wrestling?  Does he know the difference between and wrist-lock and a wristwatch yet?  Don't matter.  No one cares.

Lastly…the fans.  Do you know what actual wrestling is?  Probably not.  More interested in the pyro and shouting out the typewritten applause lines.  Probably don't even remember that I am responsible for the padding on the floors that have extended some of ya'lls sad ass careers.

You know what?  Thanks for this little honor.  Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.  N Out” (drops the mic) 

Negronomicon takes his belt from Ron and they leave the stage.


That is all we have for now.  The PPV is up next.  Stay tuned.

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