Wrestling Holidays

Ah, the greatest of holy holidays is nearly upon us. It's finally that time of year. The stars have aligned, the signs have manifested, and tomorrow the Mania begins.

In all seriousness, Wrestlemania, which is tomorrow, has been a big deal in my life. Pro wrestling in general has been all over my life, from my cousin, Navajo Warrior, to training with PWH stars Sheik Al-Asid and Johnny Evers in the Netherlands, and of course, to creating my own little promotion up in Flagstaff. 

As a child, pro wrestling was one of the biggest things I loved on television. I had two VHS tapes my parents recorded that I watched over and over. One was a collection of Saturday morning cartoons including the Ninja Turtles and Bill and Ted, but the other, much more worn tape, was a copy of the Saturday Night Main Event. Watching Hulk Hogan, Brutus "The Barber" Beefcake, The Million Dollar Man Ted DiBiase, and Jake the Snake all doing battle was the highlight of my day when I'd slip that bad boy in.

Moving into college, the WWE pay-per-views became something of a holiday. Of course we'd come by for the big ones like Royal Rumble, but the one we absolutely couldn't miss was Wrestlemania. I'd drive four hours back home, bringing my best friend along. My mom would cook up tons of food and we'd all make a huge family event out of it.

After my mom's passing and the creation of my little promotion, KAW, it became a tradition for the wrestling group to get together for Rumble and Wrestlemania. We'd all bring food, drinks, desert, and have a huge party watching it.

That has died down quite a bit since I left for Las Vegas, and I'm certain it'll all but end once I'm in China, but thanks to the invitation of a very dear friend, I'm headed out to Tucson for one more ride. Being with someone dear to me for Wrestlemania... it's something special. I don't know if or when I'll get to hang out with these people again, but I'm happy to have the chance. Wrestlemania can be special just one more time.

Thanks, Miles.

​DFTBA