Post by Chaz Matrix on Feb 5, 2007 0:37:36 GMT -5
Snow's Column is up
or read it here
To whom it may concern,
If your reading this...I probably hate you! As a matter of fact,
there is a good chance that I hold you personally responsible for the
destruction of something I love very dearly. There is also a good chance
that if...or more likely when, I get my hands on you...I WILL hurt you!
Now before I get too carried away let me back track a moment and
introduce myself....my name is Raymond Snow. I have been wrestling for
just over 13 years...let me clarify...not wrestling in my "mama's backyard"
not wrestling at the "local park" not wrestling behind some shit hole
restaurant on weekends in front of my jerk-off friends...but professionally
wrestling. I have wrestled all over the southern states. I have wrestled in
Mexico. I've wrestled in front of 20 people and I have wrestled in from of
10,000. I have helped set up and tear down rings. I have helped flier
towns. I have busted my ass! What have you done? I have paid my dues!
Have you? How much money went to your training? For that matter, who
trained you? I would bet your payday (if there is one) I have most likely
never heard of your so called "trainer." Now you may say "Snow...you
want to throw out questions...why don't you answer some of those same
queries?" I would love to! I have paid my dues....up and down the
highways...in dollars...in sweat...and most importantly...in blood! Not the
blood that flows from your untrained heads as you take turns beating each
other with florescent light tubes! I have spent thousands in gear....it is not
just a cost, but a investment! Who trained me? WWE "Hall of Fame'er"
Black jack Mulligan....any other questions?? But the most important
answer is why I hate you....I hate you for making a mockery of the sport I
love, I hate you for climbing into the ring in sneaker and combat boots...I
hate you because you have no psychology...I hate you because your weak
attempts at offense make the crowd chant "fake"...I hate you because you
THINK you have paid your dues...I hate you because you take spots away
from real wrestlers...I hate you because you buy reproduction belts and
defend them in your backyard...I hate you because you book shows so bad
that anyone attending them never dares step foot at a wrestling show
again...I hate you because you talk about wrestling moves that are nothing
more than glorified circus stunts...I hate you because you can't work the
crowd (not that there is one)....But most importantly I hate you because
you have turned my love (Pro Wrestling) into a cheap two dollar whore, for
your own amusement. Well...I am putting N.A.W. On notice...I am here to
save Pro Wrestlings honor! I am here to make sure the laws of nature and
natural selection are alive and well in the N.A.W. Rings. It is kill or be
killed! I am not to be toyed with! N.A.W. You have drawn my
attention....you reached out to me....I didn't come looking for you...it was
YOU that inquired of my services....said you wanted to step it up a
notch...make things better! Some times to achieve progress...you must
first achieve total destruction. SO N.A.W. WRESTLERS ( I USE THAT
TERM LOOSELY) I AM PUTTING YOU ON NOTICE!!! Lace up your
boo....er sneakers. Put your volley ball knee pads on over your Walmart
sweat pants. Hell pull up your karate store kick pads. Do what you have to
do to get ready...because once you start the "Machine" you can't stop it!
And...when all is said and done...remember N.A.W. The blood is on your
hands....you did this to yourself! Welcome to the killing fields!
Sincerely,
Raymond "The Killing Machine" Snow
or read it here
To whom it may concern,
If your reading this...I probably hate you! As a matter of fact,
there is a good chance that I hold you personally responsible for the
destruction of something I love very dearly. There is also a good chance
that if...or more likely when, I get my hands on you...I WILL hurt you!
Now before I get too carried away let me back track a moment and
introduce myself....my name is Raymond Snow. I have been wrestling for
just over 13 years...let me clarify...not wrestling in my "mama's backyard"
not wrestling at the "local park" not wrestling behind some shit hole
restaurant on weekends in front of my jerk-off friends...but professionally
wrestling. I have wrestled all over the southern states. I have wrestled in
Mexico. I've wrestled in front of 20 people and I have wrestled in from of
10,000. I have helped set up and tear down rings. I have helped flier
towns. I have busted my ass! What have you done? I have paid my dues!
Have you? How much money went to your training? For that matter, who
trained you? I would bet your payday (if there is one) I have most likely
never heard of your so called "trainer." Now you may say "Snow...you
want to throw out questions...why don't you answer some of those same
queries?" I would love to! I have paid my dues....up and down the
highways...in dollars...in sweat...and most importantly...in blood! Not the
blood that flows from your untrained heads as you take turns beating each
other with florescent light tubes! I have spent thousands in gear....it is not
just a cost, but a investment! Who trained me? WWE "Hall of Fame'er"
Black jack Mulligan....any other questions?? But the most important
answer is why I hate you....I hate you for making a mockery of the sport I
love, I hate you for climbing into the ring in sneaker and combat boots...I
hate you because you have no psychology...I hate you because your weak
attempts at offense make the crowd chant "fake"...I hate you because you
THINK you have paid your dues...I hate you because you take spots away
from real wrestlers...I hate you because you buy reproduction belts and
defend them in your backyard...I hate you because you book shows so bad
that anyone attending them never dares step foot at a wrestling show
again...I hate you because you talk about wrestling moves that are nothing
more than glorified circus stunts...I hate you because you can't work the
crowd (not that there is one)....But most importantly I hate you because
you have turned my love (Pro Wrestling) into a cheap two dollar whore, for
your own amusement. Well...I am putting N.A.W. On notice...I am here to
save Pro Wrestlings honor! I am here to make sure the laws of nature and
natural selection are alive and well in the N.A.W. Rings. It is kill or be
killed! I am not to be toyed with! N.A.W. You have drawn my
attention....you reached out to me....I didn't come looking for you...it was
YOU that inquired of my services....said you wanted to step it up a
notch...make things better! Some times to achieve progress...you must
first achieve total destruction. SO N.A.W. WRESTLERS ( I USE THAT
TERM LOOSELY) I AM PUTTING YOU ON NOTICE!!! Lace up your
boo....er sneakers. Put your volley ball knee pads on over your Walmart
sweat pants. Hell pull up your karate store kick pads. Do what you have to
do to get ready...because once you start the "Machine" you can't stop it!
And...when all is said and done...remember N.A.W. The blood is on your
hands....you did this to yourself! Welcome to the killing fields!
Sincerely,
Raymond "The Killing Machine" Snow