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I reed-member the time when
we were down ; we were suspended by
the promoter in the South Side League
this guy owned both a Hockey teaam, a Roller Derby Team
and he was a Wrestling Promoter.
I got suspended and couldn't
get a job due to him owning every team or company in the area.
I gotta call from "Begging Idiouce" Beazel Grantchorea Promoter in the Provdence area.
He had  The Territorial Wrestling Organization. The Territories Championship
was an equvlant of the Worlds title.
The guy who held the title
was a well built athlete, a wrestling talent he was a draw on all fronts
he could really, really out wrest most guys in pro wrestling.
People loved this guy. I got a bout with him.
I beat him in 12 minutes. The crowd went completly silent and began booing. I knew what was going on
and began a high taling manuver to get out of the areana. I snached the title and headed to the dressing room: I heard an giantic BOO!
I took my check and got into the limo and left the building.
Those hockey jerks
had lead the boo's
they were in the audience,
I vowed to get them, I needed to find a partner.
I stayed away from the arena, until I could get someone to watch out for my interest. I called: Rockstar's and Crooners trying to get one of there bodyguards to
and mangement to look out for my interest. Those Hockey Jerks had us out numbered but I knew that a musicail angle could get over here. No one beleived me I didn't mind the boo's but I'm still human you know. I got "Crooner" Hambone Notatez to be my manger! and Dizzy Dillpepper
to be my tagteam partner. "Dizzy" coould really wrestle, and could out wrest guy's better then him. He could get a win outta a lossing situation. I liked that quality. That night in the Bronx we wanted to wrestle: but the jerks wanted to brawl we, gave the croowd a great show!
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