Post by Torgaman on Jan 30, 2006 10:39:20 GMT -8
What a night it was,at least for myself but I can bet everyone who was there that night will remember it for a LLLLOOOOOONNNNGGGGG time to come.
I had gotten to the theater after coming to near blows with my brotherin front of his wife and kid[don't ask]and then found out my date forthe evening Michelle stood me up.[unlike Ricky Nelson I'm not broken hearted about it though.]After helping out the security guys set up chairs and helping out the guys at the mask booths sell their goods[the Dr Wagner masks sold out faster than the Mistico or Parka masks.What does that tell you?]I met with Dr Keith Lipinksi who was going to be doing a piece on the lucha card for his radio show here in Chicago.I was to help him score interviews with the wrestlers and act as an interpreter.After about thirty minutes of nagging my good friend and reporter Mr Frank Arenas he managed to get Rey Bucanero to pop his head out of the dressing room.I quickly explained the situation to him and he calmly said "give me a few minutes more." and went back inside.After a few minutes more Dr Lipinski and myself were quietly escorted into the backstage area where we proceeded to wait a couple of more minutes that at times seemed interminable.However we were kept company by a very charming
and attractive valet who was to be Parka's escort for the main event
that evening.[Wish I gotten her name,but it was kind of difficult to
focus on her name when in the room next door THE MAN HIMSELF Dr Wagner Jr was getting dressed alongside Rey Bucanero.]Also making the
wait that much easier was wrestler Tyme Paige who showed up to hang around and talk shop with the local wrestlers.We eventually wound up conversing or listening in on the conversations featuring the likes
of Silueta Azul,Great Tojo,Atomo[who commented on the valet's ample
busom.Hey I noticed it too,maybe that's why I was too distracted to ask her name.]the rudo clowns Cocoliso Verde and Cocoliso Negro,Pilto
Suicida and all the other undercard wrestlers who showed up in the quickly cramping hallway.After waiting Rey Bucanero was good to his word and appeared for Dr Lipinski's interview.Buca was a bit nervous
perhaps due to the interview being done in two languages and it noticed as he fidgeted with his t-shirt or kicked at a nearby door.
Still Buca answered every question Dr Lipinski or myself asked in a calm,professional and friendly manner.The interview ranged from general questions like Buca's long term plans and goals in wrestling to more specific questions regarding himself and his comrades in mischief back home THE WARRIORS OF ATLANTIS.[Ultimo Guerrero by the way was booked in Italy that night.]After about fifteen minutes Buca
apologetically cut the interview short so he could warm up.We thanked
him for his time and I quickly got a pic taken with him as a momento
of this grand moment.[for me if not so much for him.]Afterwards Dr
Lipinski and myself still haunted the hallway in hopes that one of the other three main eventers would show up to do an interview.In the
process of waiting I was instructed to make various rounds to the lobby bar for sodas for the maineventers and beer and tequila for the
ring announcers.It is there where I met the cutest girl I've seen in
well since I left the hallway where the Valet was at.I found myself smitten with this attractive young woman and every time I made a "beer run" I flirted with her[only because I percieved she was flirting with me]and as it turns out her name was Denise.[Michelle who?]flirting rounds with Denise I would take the liquor to the ring announcers or the sodas to the main eventers.[Yup I got to give
Dr Wagner a DIET COCA COLA.But we didn't have any of that soda commercial moments where he throws me his towel or anything.]All the
while I prayed the sodas wouldn't get shaken and wind up squirting
Wagner,Buca,Parka or Mistico in the face.God was on my side and that
didn't happen.Emboldened by my incredible luck on the next beer run
I decided to ask Denise for her phone number.She had a boyfriend.Gee
God sure bailed out on me rather quick.Still for some reason I was just too elated to let the rejection bring me down.On the way to the
dressing room I hit on another girl and she turned me down.Wow shot down by three girls in one night.I am setting an all new record.Back in the dressing room we still wait for any of the main eventers to come out for an interview,when my good friend Swat Cat emerges in the
hallway from his match with blood trickling down his mask,the grim testament of how brutal lucha libre can be.And still I wait for the main eventers to show their faces in the hall.Just then I am whisked into THE ROOM.The one where THEY were at.Ihave now gone where every
lucha geek seeks to boldly go where no lucha geek has gone before.I
am in the middle of the maineventers.Now this is at the same time the
greatest thrill and the greatest fear someone like me can have.I am in their midst by myself and in that brief second before anyone said
anything I don't know if they are going to thank me for doing what I've done for them that night or beat the crap out of me for hanging
around the dressing room.[That would be a way to go wouldn't it.I can
imagine myself arriving in Hell and Satan asks me "So what happened to you?" and I would answer "I got I disagree totally kicked by Dr Wagner
Rey Bucanero Mistico and La Parka" and Satan would say "Boy that merits your own private hellhole!"]The rather awkward and almost eternal second passed as the ring announcer told Parka and Mistico
"This guy is gonna talk to the djs to set up your ring entrance music
so talk it over with him."I was then instructed to tell the djs which tracks on the cds they handed me to play.Buca and Wagner had no
music but being the geek that I was had forseen this situation.I ran back to my backback and pulled out some cds I had and took them back to the rudos.For Bucanero the djs would play WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS and
for Wagner the Bon Jovi classic BAD MEDICINE.So I made my way to the
djs' booth while still marvelling over the fact that I had MISSED EVERY SINGLE MATCH on the card and was shot down by three women[four
if you count the valet since a gag I pulled sort of whized her off]
and was still having one of the greatest nights in my life.With the djs instructed on what to do the main eventers were announced.And despite the fact that the djs had screwed up every other ring entrance music of the night[you could just tell even in the dressing room]they got the main event music just right.And boy was it ever a ring entrance.From my vantage point in the dj booth[I had to keep an eye on them to make sure they didn't screw up or else I just might
wind up getting my nearly flat posterior a good drubbing.]the whole
scene looked out of La Arena Mexico as the wrestlers came out to their appropiate music and thus got into the right mindset.The crowd
was ecstatic about seeing FOUR of THE TOP CMLL wrestlers on the card
that night.These guys are easily in the top ten in the CMLL.And they
came out to prove it.Wagner and Buca gave the tecnicos a good drubbing in the first fall.Wagner even wound up ripping Parka's mask
for good measure.Fall number two proved that payback was indeed a perra caliente as Parka yanked off Wagner's Mask,who was then forced
to get a souvenir hood to continue the match.The second fall went for
the tecnicos.The third fall was a back and forth affair with Wanger
and Park fighting all the way to the free seats.Mistico pulled some
amazing and daring huracaranas out of the ring on Bucanero and Parka
wound up ripping off Wagner's souvenir hood.[Some lucky tyke got to
take this precious momento home around his neck!]Wagner managed to recover his original hood and fouled Parka in los huevos and went for
the pin.When referee Apenitas didn't count fast enough to his liking
Wagner slapped him around getting himself disqualified.There was the
ever present long microphone rants and back and forth matches before
the wrestlers retreated to the locker rooms.All in all it was THE BEST MAIN EVENT the Congress Theater had ever hosted.
Afterwards when everyone had left the maineventers were treated to a hysterical free comedy show when they got to see me help the ring staff help take down the ring.During a lull in my back breaking labour I got to hang out with Wagner and we talked about wether the ring music was to his liking and about Denise.He was curious as to why I would be so patient with her and I said "Women are like wine they get better with maturity" to which he laughed out loud.A great
night to be a lucha geek indeed.
By the way I need to thank the following people:
Swat Cat
Sr Frank Arenas
Rocky Roman
Eddie Carranza
Denise my sweet Denise
Parka
Mistico[whom I didn't get to interact much with last night]
Dr Wagner Jr
and a very special BIG BIG THANKS to Rey Bucanero,who though being a last minute
replacement on the card was so totally cool when dealing with myself and Dr Lipinski
and bringing his A game to the match that night.No wonder he is one of today's lucha
legends in the making.
I had gotten to the theater after coming to near blows with my brotherin front of his wife and kid[don't ask]and then found out my date forthe evening Michelle stood me up.[unlike Ricky Nelson I'm not broken hearted about it though.]After helping out the security guys set up chairs and helping out the guys at the mask booths sell their goods[the Dr Wagner masks sold out faster than the Mistico or Parka masks.What does that tell you?]I met with Dr Keith Lipinksi who was going to be doing a piece on the lucha card for his radio show here in Chicago.I was to help him score interviews with the wrestlers and act as an interpreter.After about thirty minutes of nagging my good friend and reporter Mr Frank Arenas he managed to get Rey Bucanero to pop his head out of the dressing room.I quickly explained the situation to him and he calmly said "give me a few minutes more." and went back inside.After a few minutes more Dr Lipinski and myself were quietly escorted into the backstage area where we proceeded to wait a couple of more minutes that at times seemed interminable.However we were kept company by a very charming
and attractive valet who was to be Parka's escort for the main event
that evening.[Wish I gotten her name,but it was kind of difficult to
focus on her name when in the room next door THE MAN HIMSELF Dr Wagner Jr was getting dressed alongside Rey Bucanero.]Also making the
wait that much easier was wrestler Tyme Paige who showed up to hang around and talk shop with the local wrestlers.We eventually wound up conversing or listening in on the conversations featuring the likes
of Silueta Azul,Great Tojo,Atomo[who commented on the valet's ample
busom.Hey I noticed it too,maybe that's why I was too distracted to ask her name.]the rudo clowns Cocoliso Verde and Cocoliso Negro,Pilto
Suicida and all the other undercard wrestlers who showed up in the quickly cramping hallway.After waiting Rey Bucanero was good to his word and appeared for Dr Lipinski's interview.Buca was a bit nervous
perhaps due to the interview being done in two languages and it noticed as he fidgeted with his t-shirt or kicked at a nearby door.
Still Buca answered every question Dr Lipinski or myself asked in a calm,professional and friendly manner.The interview ranged from general questions like Buca's long term plans and goals in wrestling to more specific questions regarding himself and his comrades in mischief back home THE WARRIORS OF ATLANTIS.[Ultimo Guerrero by the way was booked in Italy that night.]After about fifteen minutes Buca
apologetically cut the interview short so he could warm up.We thanked
him for his time and I quickly got a pic taken with him as a momento
of this grand moment.[for me if not so much for him.]Afterwards Dr
Lipinski and myself still haunted the hallway in hopes that one of the other three main eventers would show up to do an interview.In the
process of waiting I was instructed to make various rounds to the lobby bar for sodas for the maineventers and beer and tequila for the
ring announcers.It is there where I met the cutest girl I've seen in
well since I left the hallway where the Valet was at.I found myself smitten with this attractive young woman and every time I made a "beer run" I flirted with her[only because I percieved she was flirting with me]and as it turns out her name was Denise.[Michelle who?]flirting rounds with Denise I would take the liquor to the ring announcers or the sodas to the main eventers.[Yup I got to give
Dr Wagner a DIET COCA COLA.But we didn't have any of that soda commercial moments where he throws me his towel or anything.]All the
while I prayed the sodas wouldn't get shaken and wind up squirting
Wagner,Buca,Parka or Mistico in the face.God was on my side and that
didn't happen.Emboldened by my incredible luck on the next beer run
I decided to ask Denise for her phone number.She had a boyfriend.Gee
God sure bailed out on me rather quick.Still for some reason I was just too elated to let the rejection bring me down.On the way to the
dressing room I hit on another girl and she turned me down.Wow shot down by three girls in one night.I am setting an all new record.Back in the dressing room we still wait for any of the main eventers to come out for an interview,when my good friend Swat Cat emerges in the
hallway from his match with blood trickling down his mask,the grim testament of how brutal lucha libre can be.And still I wait for the main eventers to show their faces in the hall.Just then I am whisked into THE ROOM.The one where THEY were at.Ihave now gone where every
lucha geek seeks to boldly go where no lucha geek has gone before.I
am in the middle of the maineventers.Now this is at the same time the
greatest thrill and the greatest fear someone like me can have.I am in their midst by myself and in that brief second before anyone said
anything I don't know if they are going to thank me for doing what I've done for them that night or beat the crap out of me for hanging
around the dressing room.[That would be a way to go wouldn't it.I can
imagine myself arriving in Hell and Satan asks me "So what happened to you?" and I would answer "I got I disagree totally kicked by Dr Wagner
Rey Bucanero Mistico and La Parka" and Satan would say "Boy that merits your own private hellhole!"]The rather awkward and almost eternal second passed as the ring announcer told Parka and Mistico
"This guy is gonna talk to the djs to set up your ring entrance music
so talk it over with him."I was then instructed to tell the djs which tracks on the cds they handed me to play.Buca and Wagner had no
music but being the geek that I was had forseen this situation.I ran back to my backback and pulled out some cds I had and took them back to the rudos.For Bucanero the djs would play WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS and
for Wagner the Bon Jovi classic BAD MEDICINE.So I made my way to the
djs' booth while still marvelling over the fact that I had MISSED EVERY SINGLE MATCH on the card and was shot down by three women[four
if you count the valet since a gag I pulled sort of whized her off]
and was still having one of the greatest nights in my life.With the djs instructed on what to do the main eventers were announced.And despite the fact that the djs had screwed up every other ring entrance music of the night[you could just tell even in the dressing room]they got the main event music just right.And boy was it ever a ring entrance.From my vantage point in the dj booth[I had to keep an eye on them to make sure they didn't screw up or else I just might
wind up getting my nearly flat posterior a good drubbing.]the whole
scene looked out of La Arena Mexico as the wrestlers came out to their appropiate music and thus got into the right mindset.The crowd
was ecstatic about seeing FOUR of THE TOP CMLL wrestlers on the card
that night.These guys are easily in the top ten in the CMLL.And they
came out to prove it.Wagner and Buca gave the tecnicos a good drubbing in the first fall.Wagner even wound up ripping Parka's mask
for good measure.Fall number two proved that payback was indeed a perra caliente as Parka yanked off Wagner's Mask,who was then forced
to get a souvenir hood to continue the match.The second fall went for
the tecnicos.The third fall was a back and forth affair with Wanger
and Park fighting all the way to the free seats.Mistico pulled some
amazing and daring huracaranas out of the ring on Bucanero and Parka
wound up ripping off Wagner's souvenir hood.[Some lucky tyke got to
take this precious momento home around his neck!]Wagner managed to recover his original hood and fouled Parka in los huevos and went for
the pin.When referee Apenitas didn't count fast enough to his liking
Wagner slapped him around getting himself disqualified.There was the
ever present long microphone rants and back and forth matches before
the wrestlers retreated to the locker rooms.All in all it was THE BEST MAIN EVENT the Congress Theater had ever hosted.
Afterwards when everyone had left the maineventers were treated to a hysterical free comedy show when they got to see me help the ring staff help take down the ring.During a lull in my back breaking labour I got to hang out with Wagner and we talked about wether the ring music was to his liking and about Denise.He was curious as to why I would be so patient with her and I said "Women are like wine they get better with maturity" to which he laughed out loud.A great
night to be a lucha geek indeed.
By the way I need to thank the following people:
Swat Cat
Sr Frank Arenas
Rocky Roman
Eddie Carranza
Denise my sweet Denise
Parka
Mistico[whom I didn't get to interact much with last night]
Dr Wagner Jr
and a very special BIG BIG THANKS to Rey Bucanero,who though being a last minute
replacement on the card was so totally cool when dealing with myself and Dr Lipinski
and bringing his A game to the match that night.No wonder he is one of today's lucha
legends in the making.
