Last night I was down. We were down.  Following the show was a quiet dinner at Denny’s.  It was good that we hung out, sure.  But it was a bad night for SPW.

Today, however, was a positive day. Instead of camp we met up with El Flaco Loco, who educated us on promoting and the use of facebook.  And we brainstormed….as we watched Raw as a group.  Following that we went out to dinner.  And laughed.  And had fun.  And got stared at.  You know what? SPW is going to be ok. After when we are done being ok we are going to be good.  And after that we will be outstanding. 

On a different note….

I will never really understand why people go out of their way to let me know that other people hate me.  I don’t care.  People are going to think and feel whatever they think and feel.  I have more than enough trouble controlling what I think and feel without worrying about how others view me.  I am trying to be the best me I can be.

On a third note….

always interesting when facebook tells you that you may know somebody you used to know.  What I mean by this is when you discover you are no longer somebodies friend because FB tells you. 

Oh, and….

I ate WAY too much at dinner. 

spwkitty:

SPW June 16, 2013.. Come see some of the best talent in NorCal do what they do

First time ever Mustafa vs Samurai for the SPW Heavyweight Title.  Plus, for the Extreme Title, Drake Younger vs Joe DeSoul. 

So times you just need to let it all out.  You need to stand exposed, naked, for the world to see.  And, to me, that is the point of a blog.  A place were you can let it all out.  So…..

On Friday a new company in Norcal drew 500 or so people.  Today my company, my home, my life, drew the worst crowd we have ever drawn.  And this pisses me off.  Not because somebody else drew 500 because really I wish every company could draw like that, but because my crew works so hard and the wrestlers are way too fucking good to work in front of crowds that small.

Biff, Tiff, Kitty, Skott, Joe, Wilbur, Jamie….. they make it worth walking the aisle even if nobody else is in the building.  500 people…. 5 people.  I love to wrestle and I want to wrestle.  I live to wrestle.  However I cannot possible keep my company alive if we do not turn things around attendance wise. 

Tonight a former Olympian wrestled a former ECW tag team champion.  Rock Legend Scum wrestled Drake freaking Younger. THOSE MATCHES need to be seen. 

In the opening promo my ear got split open and I bled well.  And my ankle was killing me, meaning that my main event was even more challenging then normal.  Last month Bobby and I had the matches of our lives and as much as we love facing each other neither of us really wanted to try to top it this month.  Neither of us could figure out how to even attempt such a thing.  And I only had one leg.  The crowd was tiny.  I didn’t even bother to PUT MY FUCKING GEAR ON (and that will haunt me for years to come). 

So here I sit, in pain, pissed off at myself for not knowing how to fix this.  How to turn things around.  This roster….the wrestlers of Norcal deserve better. 

And yes, I know my detractors are laughing at me because of tonight’s show.  Fine.  There are people that want me to fine.  Fine.  But here is the thing…. I need to succeed. Not for my ego.  Not for me at all.  For Biff, Tiff, Kitty, Wilbur, Skott, Jamie, and every fucking wrestler out there that has any desire to walk the aisle in SPW.  I owe it to all of them. 

One more thing…. and this is true of every company out there… if you are a wrestler and are booked to be on a show it is your JOB to draw.  That is why bookers higher you. IF you make no effort to draw then why should you get booked.  It is on ALL Of us to help every where we work get better and stronger. Some people seem of have forgotten this.  Or never learned it. 

Ok, I admit that last paragraph may have been a bit out of place…but I am rambling at this point and really only two or three people are still with me.

Tonight sucked.  I am hurting mentally and physically….but sitting at Denny’s when all the works was done, with my brothers and sisters…. yeah… life is good because even on an awful day I can have a good night. 

And here is the thing…. there are good things on the horizon if we just keep fighting.  I can’t talk about stuff yet but we have the potential to really do something….. we just need to be ready and able to rock and roll when the time comes. 

So….if you have any ideas on how I can get attendance up please feel free to let me know. Contact me on here. Email me (sirsamurai@aol.com). Text me (916 947 1767).  Show up on my freaking doorstep (410 Bell Ave #11 in Sacramento).  LET ME KNOW.

I am going to go watch Men in Tights now.  Uh… I meant Robin Hood Men in Tights. Not more wrestling

Warriors Way Tournament-Samurai vs Drake Younger part 2….. yeah… I am known as a “comedy wrestler.”  Go figure…

the Finals of The Warriors Way tournament….Samurai vs Drake Younger.  Part 1

Round one of the Warriors Way Tournament….. Samurai vs B-Boy

The Fat Cat sure has mellowed over the years because this is what backstage used to be like. 

Hayashi and I back in 2006

I have a lot going upstairs and have decided to focus on one tiny aspect of what is going on so, today, I am going to share a list of things that bug me about wrestling….

1)  When guys are in the locker room complaining about having to wrestle.  “I only thought I had a run in, but now I find out I actually have to wrestle.”  HAVE TO WRESTLE? Bitch the world is full of guys that wish they could get booked on whatever show you are currently on.  Be thankful you GET to wrestle. 

2)  When at a show a promoter tells me that at the next show they are bringing in a “big name” for me to face and then a little while later they mention the original name fell through but they are still looking….and that leads to me having to ask, a week before the show, “am I still booked?” to find out that no, I am not, in fact booked. 

3) I understand that real life often gets in the way. I respect that. But if you are always the last to arrive and the first to leave, usually as the show starts and almost always before it ends, you clearly have no interest in being there….so you should not be there.

4) When there are more nonwrestlers in the locker room then in the crowd. I understand your wife, or child, or girlfriend has come out to support you…but how are they benefiting ANYBODY hanging out in the locker room during the show?  They should be in the crowd, paying attention to your match and your friends matches so that you can get honest feed back from them. 

5) promoters that do not allow me to watch my friends matches.  You can’t afford a monitor, I get that.  Really.  You want to protect kayfabe so I have to hang out in the locker room?  That I do not get.  In ANY sport in the world competitors watch other competitors to learn. To find their strengths or weaknesses.  It is common sense.  But to PROTECT KAYFABE I am not allowed to watch matches? 

6) liars. Wrestling is a business built on trust. I am trusting you to catch me. To protect me. To show up when you say you will.  To do what you say you will.  To be a man (or woman) of your word. If you establish yourself as not trustworthy or reliable then there is no reason anybody should book you. 

7) If you have only had one show, or have only run shows in one venue in one town then your title belt REALLY should not have the word “world” on it.  How can you have a World Champion when your title has only been defended in one venue? 

…ok, I am surprised I only came up with seven.  I am tired.  Chances are I will return to this at some point in the future. 

Here are some things I forgot to mention in my blog this morning about the Warriors Way tournament…

….due to work the British Messiah arrived at the venue less than ten minutes before his match and yet still had an incredible match with former Olympian Jeff Cobb. Thatcher is, as always, the man.

….because it was a tournament I changed my gear, wrist tape, and entrance attire for every match.  I doubt anybody noticed but it was something I always wanted to do.

…. Walking down the stairs between my matches and I see D-Torch arguing with She Torch.  I tell them to kiss and make up and Torch responded “not until I am done talking”  So I went to kiss her myself, and instead kissed him.  I then walked away.  Evidently he took his own drink and threw it into his face.  Thatcher and Cjay saw it from above and said it was the spot of the night. 

…Drake Younger and I never spoke until the match before ours began.  As soon as we started talking he walked away and then returned with four light tubes.  He said he wanted to bump into them to add something to the match.  I said that if he was going into them then I was going into them too.  We ended up debating and it was decided that I would bump into three of them he would take the last one.