Just when you thought it was safe to get back on the
computer, here we go again. It's Thursday afternoon,
and I have a little free time - so that means it's
time for another bone-jarring edition of the 2nd most
eclectic wrestling column in the Milky Way galaxy -
the one and only "Six Minutes"...
I'm Doug and I just finished eating a burrito from
Taco Bell... so I'm full. I love those commercials.
Not quite as cool as the little dog, but still. I
want to do something a little different here. I'm
going to make a few comments about a few things -
nothing new about that - and then I'm going to turn
this over to a wrestling legend - the one and only Ann
Casey. Ann recently posted a great five-part story
called "Sawdust & Indians" at her yahoo group - "The
Beautiful Ann Casey" - and it rocks. And best of all,
it's 100% true. So let me ramble and then, get ready
for a history lesson from one of the greats.
RAW THOUGHTS...
A couple of things stood out as I watched Monday Night
Raw this past week. First of all, the "thumbs down"
from Batista to HHH and Ric as he signed the contract
to wrestle Hunter at Wrestlemania. Great effect - and
a great way to build to the climax of the HHH-Batista
tension that's been going on for so long. I got a
chill when Dave did the "thumbs up" and then turned it
around. I haven't really marked out for anything in
the WWE for a long time - but this is one angle that
they've played really well without screwing up. The
face-turn for Batista has been subtle and well done -
and for the WWE Creative team to pull it off without
any major screw-ups, they should be commended.
The other thing that stood out for me was "The
Masterpiece" Chris Masters. The "unveiling" stood out
for two reasons. 1. The disrespect that Masters
showed towards Ric Flair. Admittingly, I'm a big
"Flair Mark" - that has never been denied. But I
don't think I'm the only one who feels that Master's
comment to Flair to "watch my match - you might learn
something" was totally uncalled for. I guess the WWE
nuetering of Ric Flair is complete now - he's so used
to being up HHH's butt that he just takes the
disrespect from anyone. Even a couple of years ago,
Flair's character would have ambushed Masters - or
done something to "teach him a lesson" for his
arrogance towards Flair. Now Ric just stands around
looking befuddled. Not a good thing for the former
16-time champ. I'm hoping that this is used as the
basis for an angle in the future where Ric takes
Masters to school - but with the WWE these days, who
really knows.
2. Masters messed up in the ring. With the
double-axehandle - he broke the cheek of Steven
Richards. It was an accident and screw-up that should
never have happened. It could happen to anyone, but
the character is lame - a ripoff of the "Narcassist"
gimmick - and using the full-nelson as a finisher.
It's a dangerous move and hurts like the dickens, but
in 2005, it just won't float.
I don't really expect to see Chris Masters make it
past the mid-card status anytime soon, and he will
probably soon be a regular fixture on Heat, until he's
retooled to a more modern and workable gimmick. I
hope that the injury to Richards was just a freak
accident and isn't a sign of things to come, like it
was with Heidenreich. Masters has a good look to him,
but so far, that's about all he's bringing to the
table.
And now, I'm closing up my part of the column, and
turning it over to Ann Casey. The story is called
"Indians & Sawdust". Enjoy... and I want to say
thank you very much, to the great Ann Casey.
SAWDUST & INDIANS...
HERES THE MATCH I PROMISED TO WRITE ABOUT....ONE OF
THE FUNNIEST MATCHES IN MY 40 YEAR CAREER...BUT, A
REAL TRUE MATCH, THAT REALLY TOOK PLACE...!
I AM BOOKED TO WRESTLE ON AN INDIAN RESERVATION WAY
THE HECK OUT IN THE DESERTS OF ARIZ./ N.M STATE LINE,
NOT TOO FAR FROM THE SMALL TOWN OF WINDOW ROCK, ARIZ.
I KNOW THE TOWN EARNED IT'S NAME, BECAUSE I SAW THE
MAGNIFICENT WINDOW-SHAPED ROCK IN THE DISTANCE...! I
HAD TIME TO SPARE, SO I WENT OUT TO WALK AROUND AND
LOOK AT THAT BIG ROCK...!
THEN I WENT ON OUT IN THE DESERT ASKING FOR THE
LOCATION WHERE THE WRESTLING MATCHES WERE TO BE
HELD...I TALKED TO SOME HANDSOME INDIANS SEEMS THE
TRIBE OF INDIANS WERE NAVAJOS...
MAN WAS IT A HOT DAY...FOR SURE TO BE TRAVLING IN THE
DESERT...! I HAD TO KEEP STOPPING TO ASK DIRECTIONS
OUT TO THE INDIAN RESERVATION, BUT, I SOON FOUND THE
LOCATION WHERE THE MATCHES WOULD TAKE PLACE...JUST
THIS ONE LONG BARN-LOOKING BUILDING...
MUCH TO MY SURPRISE...THERE WERE NO OTHER
BUILDINGS...ONLY THIS ONE LONG, OPEN BUILDING, THAT
TURNED OUT TO BE A PLACE THE GOVERMENT KEPT WILD
MUSTANG HORSES, AND THE INDIANS KEPT CATTLE IN IT
TOO...!
NOBODY WAS AROUND...SO, I GET OUT MY GEAR-CASE, AND GO
LOOKING FOR MY DRESSING ROOM....THERE WERE NO DRESSING
ROOOMS...! ONLY ROWS AND ROWS OF STALLS...! THERE WAS
ONLY ONE SMALL OFFICE-LIKE BOOTH, THAT WAS LOCKED...
SO, I START TO FIGGERING OUT WHERE IN THE HECK WILL I
CHANGE INTO MY WRESTLING SWIMSUIT...? AND, I DID WANT
TO GET INTO MY SWIMSUIT, BECAUSE MY CLOTHES WERE TOO
HOT...!
I WENT BACK TO MY CAR, GOT OUT A COUPLE OF BLANKETS,
AND A COUPLE OF BEACH TOWELS, THEN I TOOK MY GEAR
CASE, AND WALKED TO THE END OF A ROW OF COW STALLS...
I COULD TELL THEY WERE COW STALLS BECAUSE OF THE
THREE-LAYER CHOCOLATE CAKES ALL OVER THE SAW-DUST...!
I WANTED TO GET CHANGED BEFORE TOO MANY PEOPLE GOT
THERE, SO I HUNG THE BLANKETS, AND BEACH TOWELS ON THE
SIDE OF THE COW STALLS, AND CHANGED INTO MY
SWIMSUIT...
I WAS COOLER NOW, SO I WALKED BACK UP TOWARD THE OPEN
SAW-DUST ARENA, WHERE THEY AUCTIONED OFF HORSES AND
CATTLE...ONE INDIAN WAS STANDING THERE, HE LOOKED AT
ME FROM MY TOES TO MY NOSE...AND, HE SMILED ! I SMILED
BACK, HE SMILED BACK EVEN MORE.., I LOOKED AROUND FOR
A CONCESSION STAND...THERE WAS NOT A CONCESSION STAND,
SO I WENT TO THE TRUNK OF MY CAR, AND GOT A COKE OUT
OF MY COOLER..
MOST MATCHES BEGIN AT ABOUT 7 TO 8 PM, IT WAS NOW ON
TOWARD 6:30 AND I WAS BEGINNING TO WONDER IF I WAS AT
THE RIGHT PLACE...? RIGHT PLACE...??? WELL HELLS
BELLS, THAT HAD TO BE THE RIGHT PLACE...THE ONLY OTHER
BUILDINGS WERE MILES AWAY...!
I SAT DOWN IN A CHAIR AT THE END OF THE BUILDING, AND
SOON A FEW INDIANS DROVE UP IN AN OLD PICKUP TRUCK,
THEY GOT OUT AND CAME INSIDE THE BUILDING...AND THEY
ALL SMILED AT ME TOO...I SMILED BACK AT THEM, AND
WONDER IF ANY OF THEM SPOKE ENGLISH...
THIS WAS WAY BACK IN THE 60'S, BEFORE VERY MANY INDIAN
SCHOOLS WERE TEACHING ENGLISH, PLUS THESE INDIANS WERE
OLD, AND MAYBE DIDN'T GO TO SCHOOL OR SPEAK
ENGLISH...SO, WE JUST SAT THERE AND KEPT SMILING AT
EACH OTHER..
SOON A CAR LOAD OF THE BOY WRESTLERS DROVE UP, AND BE
DURN IF THAT OLE FAMOUS REDHAIRED NATASHA WASN'T THE
FIRST ONE TO JUMP OUT OF THE CAR...I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
SHE WOULD BE MY OPPONENT, BECAUSE SHE WAS LIVING IN
SOUTH CALIF. AT THAT TIME..AND THAT WAS THE NEAREST
GAL WRESTLERS IN THAT AREA...
NATASHA SHOT ME ONE OF HER WELL KNOWN "HATE" LOOKS,
AND HEADED OFF LOOKING FOR HER DRESSING ROOM....ANN
CASEY JUST SMILED LIKE AN INDIAN, AND LAID LOW AND
KEPT QUITE...
SOON NATASHA CAME BACK FROM DOWN BETWEEN THE COW
STALLS, DEMANDING FOR SOMEONE TO SHOW HER TO HER
DRESSING ROOM...ANN CASEY JUST KEPT SMILING LIKE AN
INDIAN...THE BOY WRESTLERS WERE L.T.B.O, AND TOLD HER
SHE HAD TO USE A COW STALL FOR HER DRESSING
ROOM...NATASHA STARTED TO KICKING THE SAW DUST AND
CUSSING LIKE A SAILOR... ANN CASEY JUST KEPT
SMILING...
BUT, I QUIT SMILING WHEN THAT GAL HEADED FOR "MY"
BLANKET-DRAPPED COW STALL..I YELLED "NO WAY, THAT IS
MY STALL...!" NATASHA JUST KEPT CUSSING, AND PEEPING
IN THE COW STALL TO SEE WHICH ONE HAD THE FEWER
THREE-LAYER CHOCOLATE CAKES IN IT...NATASHA CAME BACK
OUT AND YELLED AT THE "CHEIF INDIAN" "I AIN'T NO
DAMN COW, AND I AIN'T ABOUT TO DRESS IN THAT STICKING
DAMN COW STALL...!"
I YELLED OUT REAL LOUD "YEAH, YOU ARE A COW TOO, YOU
TOO BIG, AND OLD TO BE A HEIFER...!" I THOUGHT
NATASHA WAS GOING TO COME OVER TO WHERE I WAS, AND GET
OUR WRESTLING MATCH STARTED RIGHT THEN, BECAUSE HER
FACE TURNED RED AND SHE HELD UP HER FIST AT ME...!"
BY NOW, I KNEW THE INDIANS UNDERSTOOD ENGLISH, BECAUSE
THEY WERE LAUGHING AND SLAPPING THEIR LEGS....!
THE OTHER CAR LOAD OF BOY WRESTLERS DROVE UP...THEY
GOT OUT, AND SAID "WHERES THE WRESTLING RING...!"
"AND THE REFEREE...?" I SAID "I HAVEN'T SEEN ANYBODY
EXCEPT THESE INDIANS..." BY NOW THERE WERE ABOUT 20
INDIANS SITTING ON THE BOTTOM ROW OF BENCHES...SAYING
NOT A WORD..BUT, THEY HAD STOP SMILING AND WERE
LAUGHING AT NATASHA.!
IT WAS ABOUT 7:30 NOW, THE RING WAS ALWAYS PUT UP
HOURS BEFORE THE MATCHES...I WAS BEGINNING TO THINK
MAYBE THE REFEREE PULLING THE TRAILER WITH THE RING,
WAS LOST....! THE BENCHS WERE PLACED AROUND THE OPEN
SAW DUST AREA, AND LEFT A SMALL PLACE TO PUT UP THE
RING..!
I WAS NOW THINKING..."MAN, THIS IS GONNA BE ONE OF
THOSE NIGHTS...! "BECAUSE BY NOW IT WAS ALMOST 8 PM
AND THE HANDFUL OF INDIANS WERE LOOKING LIKE "WELL,
WHERE WILL THEY FIGHT?"
THE REFEREE AND THE RING STILL HAD NOT PULLED UP...THE
WHOLE BARN WAS OPEN ON ALL FOUR SIDES, WITH ONLY A TIN
TOP..! EVERYONE WAS WONDERING WHERE THE RING WAS, BUT
I WAS WONDERING WHERE THE CROWD WAS...!
A COUPLE OF THE BOY WRESTLERS CAME OUT OF THIER HORSE
STALLS, AND DECIDED WE NEEDED TO GET THE MATCHES
STARTED ...MATCHES STARTED...? LIKE YA MEAN WRESTLE
IN THE SAW DUST...? THE COW AND HORSE "PEE AND
POOP" FLAVORED SAW DUST...?
WELL ...YEAH THEY SAY...THE MATCHES HAVE TO TAKE PLACE
OR GIVE THE INDIANS BACK THEIR MONEY...! MAN, EVERYONE
WAS LAUGING BY NOW, AND THE INDIANS WERE LAUGHING WITH
US...ONLY NATASHA WAS NOT LAUGHING....! HER FACE WAS
AS RED AS HER HAIR...AND THIS MADE THE INDIANS LAUGH
AT HER EVEN MORE...
WELL, BY 8:30 WE ALL KNEW THE REFEREE WAS LOST
SOMEWHWRE IN THE DESERT, AND HAD THE RING LOST WITH
HIM...SO, THE BOY WRESTLER THAT HAD CALLED THE
WRESTLING OFFICE IN CALIF. SEEM TO TAKE CHARGE OF
THINGS, SAYING "THE MATCHES MUST GO ON...!"
BUT, THERE WAS A PROBLEM....EVEN THOUGH WE COULD DO
SOME KIND OF WRESTLING IN THE SAW DUST, WE STILL
NEEDED A REFEREE...!
THERE WERE ONLY FOUR BOYS, AND TWO GIRLS, AND THE BOYS
MATCH WAS SUPPOSE TO BE A TAG-TEAM...! SO, THE BOY IN
CHARGE STARTED TO LOOKING AT ANN CASEY...! NATASHA WAS
NOWHERE AROUND TO BE LOOKED AT...! I THINK SHE HAD
GONE LOOKING FOR A BIG TREE TO GET BEHIND, AND CHANGE
INTO HER SWIMSUIT...! WELL, WAS SHE SILLY OR NOT...?
TREES OUT IN THE DESERT...? I HOPE THAT SILLY GAL
DIDN'T WALK UNTILL SHE FOUND A BIG TREE...!
"OK ANN CASEY" SAID THE BOY IN CHARGE, "GET ON OUT
HERE IN THE SAW DUST, WE GOTTTA HAVE A REFEREE, AND I
KNOW YOU HAVE REFEREED BEFORE.!"
"NO WAY" SAID ANN CASEY...."THIS LITTLE OLE SOUTHERN
BELLE AIN'T ABOUT TO GET IN THAT "PEE& POOP" SAW DUST
WITH FOUR BIG OLE BOY WRESTLERS...!" "YA THINK IM
DAFFY DUCK, OR GOOFY...!?"
"WELL HE GOES..."NO MATCHES, NO PAY...!" "OH ALRIGHT,
SAYS ANN CASEY, BUT, WAIT UNTILL I GO PUT ON MY
REFEREE SHIRT, AND SLACKS...!" "YOU BETTER HURRY ANN
CASEY, IT LOOKS LIKE ALL DOZEN OF THE INDIANS ARE
GETTING READY TO LEAVE...!"
SO, I WENT OUT TO MY CAR, GRABBED MY REF. OUTFIT, WENT
TO MY COW STALL, SLIPPED THEM ON OVER MY SWIMSUIT, AND
PUT MY SNEAKERS BACK ON...
I WENT BACK OUT TO THE WRESTLER, AND I SAID "OK, RING
THE BELL...!" " HELL HE SAID, WHAT BELL...?" ONE OF
THE INDIANS UNDERSTOOD THE WORD BELL, THAT WE NEEDED A
BELL...AND, BY THIS TIME I WAS LAUGHING MY BEHIND
OFF...! THIS WHOLE NIGHT WAS JUST TOO FUNNY ...!
ONE OF THE INDIANS GOT UP AND WENT OVER TO THE
WRESTLER, AND THE INDIAN TRIED TO MAKE GESTURES LIKE A
COW WITH A BELL AROUND HER NECK, AND HE POINTED TO A
WOODEN BIN OVER BY THE LOCKED BOOTH, THEN HE WALKED
OVER AND CAME BACK WITH A BIG OLD COW BELL...!!!
THE INDIAN WAS JUST SHAKING AND RINGING THAT COW BELL,
JUMPING ALL AROUND, UP AND DOWN, AND DANCING, AND, I
WAS ABOUT TO DOUBLE UP WITH LAUGHTER, SO WAS THE BOY
WRESTLER...ALL THE OTHER INDIANS GOT UP AND ALL
STARTED TO LAUGHING AND DANCING ALL AROUND....!
THEN ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE...!!! ALL THE OTHER BOY
WRESTLERS THOUGHT THEY NEEDED TO HURRY AND RUN OUT TO
THE RING, BECAUSE OF ALL THE BELL RINGING...SO, HERE
ALL THREE OF THEM COME RUNNING OUT TO THE SAW DUST
AREA, ONE CAME FROM OUT OF A HORSE STALL AT ONE END OF
THE BUILDING, AND THE TWO HEELS CAME RUNNING OUT OF A
HORSE STALL FROM THE OTHER DIRECTION...!
THE INDIANS THOUGHT THE THREE BIG WRESTLERS WERE GOING
TO RUN OVER THEM, SO THEY THREW THE COW BELL DOWN, AND
RAN FOR THEIR PICKUP TRUCK...!!! THE BOY WRESTLERS
WERE JUST BELLOWING WITH LAUGHTER...! SO, WAS ANN
CASEY...! I HAD GIVEN UP ALL HOPE, OF ANYTHING BEING
SERIOUS THIS NIGHT...!
ALL THE INDIANS WERE JUMPING OVER IN THE PICKUP, AND
THE DRIVER RAN AROUND TO GET IN HIS SIDE, TO DRIVE
OFF...AND, THIS INDIAN RAN SMACK INTO NATASHA...SHE
HAD DECIDED SHE COULDM'T FIND A TREE TO HIDE BEHIND
WHILE SHE CHANGED CLOTHES, SO SHE HAD HID BETWEEN THE
WRESTLERS CAR AND THE INDIANS TRUCK...!
I DON'T KNOW WHICH ONE WAS THE MOST FRIGHTEN...! THE
INDIAN, OR NATASHA...! HEE HAW.... HERE SHE CAME
RUNNING INTO THE SAW DUST, WITH ONLY ONE BOOT ON, AND
ALMOST JUMPED UP IN THE ARMS OF ONE OF THE BOY
WRESTLERS...! I HEARD LATER THAT SHE HAD BEEN SITTING
ON HER GEAR CASE, PUTTING ON HER BOOTS, WHEN THE
INDIAN RAN AROUND HIS TRUCK, AND SHE THOUGHT HE WAS
GOING TO ATTACK HER...!
THE POOR INDIAN...??? WELL, I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE
THOUGHT HE WAS RUNNING INTO BEHIND HIS TRUCK, BUT, HE
MUST HAVE THOUGHT IT WAS THE "TAZZ-I-MANIA DEVIL"
BECAUSE HE CAME BACK FROM AROUND THE TRUCK FASTER THAN
EVER...!
BY NOW, I HAD PICKED UP THE COW BELL OUT OF THE SAW
DUST, AND I WAS RINGING IT LOUDER THAN EVER, AND BEING
AS I WAS THE OFFICIAL IN CHARGE, I FIGGERED I NEEDED
TO GET SOME "ORDER" IN LINE...!
THE BOY WRESTLERS WERE TRYING TO GET THE INDIANS
ROUNDED UP, AND BACK INSIDE, SO WE COULD START THE
MATCHES, AND NATASHA WAS TRYING TO GET THE WRESTLER TO
GO GET HER OTHER BOOT..! AND, ANN CASEY WAS TRYING TO
GET ALL FOUR OF THE BOYS OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SAW
DUST..!
THE INDIANS CAME BACK AND SAT DOWN IN THE ROW OF
CHAIRS, AND I MOTIONED ALL FOUR BOYS OUT INTO THE
MIDDLE OF THE SAW DUST SO I COULD GIVE THEM SOME
INSTRUCTIONS...AND TRY TO GET THEM TO QUIT LAUGHING,
SETTLE DOWN, AND GET SERIOUS...!
THAT WAS NOT GOING TO BE THE CASE ...NOT THIS NIGHT
ANYWAY...!
NOW LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT WRESTLERS,
WRESTLING MATCHES, AND WRESTLING CROWDS...THAT YOU MAY
NOT KNOW.! IT'S WHAT WE CALL "FEELING OUT THE CROWD" A
WRESTLING MATCH CAN, FOR SURE, TURN OUT TO BE WHATEVER
MOOD THE CROWD IS IN...!
I HAVE SEEN THE TIME I WOULD BE THE BABYFACE, BUT, IF
AT SOME OTHER TIME, A DARK-HAIRED GAL HAD BEEN BOOKED
IN THAT SAME TOWN,HAD LOOKED LIKE ME, HAD BEAT THE
SHUCKS OUT OF THE BLOND, AND IF THE CROWD HAD IT IN
FOR DARK-HAIRED GALS, THEN THERE WAS NO WAY THE BLOND
HEEL COULD MAKE THE CROWD ANGRY AT HER AND GET "HEAT"
FROM THEM, SO, I WOULD PICK-UP ON THE MOOD OF THE
CROWD, AND I WOULD COMMENSE TO BEATING THE SHUCKS OUT
OF THE HEEL BLOND, AND IT MADE THE CROWD GO WILD...!
ANY WRESTLER WILL TELL YOU THAT THE HARDEST CROWD TO
HAVE A MATCH FOR IS A "SILENT" CROWD...! IT'S NOT TOO
UNLIKE TRYING TO DANCE WITH THE SOUND TURNED ALL THE
WAY DOWN...!!!
THEN I HAVE SEEN TIMES THAT NOTHING A HELL COULD DO
WOULD MAKE THE CROWD ANGRY, AND NOTHING THE BABYFACE
COULD DO, TO MAKE THE CROWD HAPPY...SO, ONCE AGAIN I
WOULD HAVE TO "FEEL OUT" THE MOOD OF THE CROWD, AND
TURN THE MATCH INTO A CLEAN "SCIENTIFIC" MATCH, AND
THE CROWD WOULD REALLY ENJOY IT...!
THEN THERE IS THE FUNNY CROWD...!!! TONIGHT WAS A
PRIME FUNNY CROWD...! I GUESS THE INDIANS HAD NEVER
BEEN TO A LIVE WRESTLING MATCH, SO, THE INDIANS, AND
THE WRESTLERS WERE JUST HAVING ONE BIG FUNNY PARTY...!
I SAW THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD DO TO GET THEM ALL
SETTLED DOWN...!
I STILL HAD THE BELL IN MY HAND, SO I ASK THE BOYS,
ARE YOU READY FOR ME TO RING THIS BELL JUST ONE MORE
TIME SO WE CAN GET STARTED...ONE OF THE BOYS SAID
"WELL HELL ITS THE BELL THAT GOT IT ALL STARTED IN THE
FIRST PLACE..!
AND, EVER SINCE THAT NIGHT, I HAVE CAUGHT MYSELF
SAYING, "WELL HELL'S BELLS..."
NATASHA HAD GOTTEN UP ENOUTH NERVE TO GO GET HER OTHER
BOOT, AND FOUND HERSELF A BALE OF HAY TO SIT ON, TO
WATCH THE BOYS MATCH..! MOST OF THE INDIANS WERE
WATCHING NATASHA BEND OVER TO PUT HER OTHER BOOT ON,
AND LACE IT UP, AND THEIR EYES WERE GLUED ON HER
"DOLLY PARTON LOOK-ALIKE BOSOM" ABOUT TO FALL OUT OF
THE TOP OF HER SWIMSUIT...! NATASHA DIDN'T CARE...SHE
WAS A VERY BEAUTIFUL, SEXY WOMAN...AND ENJOYED TEASING
THE MEN IN A CROWD, AND MAKING THE WOMEN MAD AS HELL
AT HER...!
WELL, THE BOYS TRIED TO FIND A CORNER TO CLAIM...BUT,
HOW CAN YOU FIND A CORNER OF AN IMAGINARY WRESTLING
RING...?
I HAD THE INDIAN THAT FIRST FOUND THE COW BELL TO SIT
IN A CHAIR, AND WHEN I WAVED MY HAND AT HIM, HE WAS TO
RING THE BELL... SO I DID...AND SO HE DID...BUT, I HAD
TO MAKE HIM STOP RINGING THE DURN THING...!
THE FIRST TWO BOYS TORE INTO EACH OTHER, AND THE SAW
DUST WENT FLYING ALL OVER THE PLACE...ONE BOY WOULD
THROW THE OTHER FOR A FLIP, AND HE WOULD LAND SMACK
INTO THE FRONT ROW OF INDIANS...THE INDIANS WOULD GET
UP AND RUN BACKWARDS...LAUGHING LIKE HECK...! THEN
THE BOY WOULD FLIP THE OTHER ONE BACK TOWARD THE
CENTER OF THE SAW DUST PILE...!
I WAS HAVING A PROBLEM TO MAKE THE OTHER TWO STAY IN
THEIR IMAGINARY CORNERS...! EVERYONE WAS STILL
LAUGHING...EVEN NATASHA...! THERE IS NO WAY I CAN
DISCRIBE THE SITUATION AS FUNNY AS IT WAS...!
ALL FOUR OF THE BOYS GOT INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE SAW
DUST PILE, AND BY THE TIME I WOULD PUT ONE OUT, THE
OTHER ONE WAS BACK IN...! ALL FOUR OF THE BOYS HAD SAW
DUST STUCK IN THEIR HAIR, AND ON THEIR TIGHTS...ONE OF
THEM, I DON'T REMEMBER HIS NAME, HAD LONG HAIR..AND
MAN HE WAS A SIGHT ...!
AFTER A FEW MINUTES, ONE OF THE BOYS PINNED THE OTHER,
AND I COUNTED HIM OUT...ALL FOUR BOYS TRIED TO FIGGER
OUT HOW TO STAND IN THEIR IMAGINARY CORNERS, AND HOLD
ON TO THE IMAGINARY ROPES, WHILE THEY TOOK A COUPLE
MINUTES BREAK...!
NONE OF THE FOUR, WERE WILLING TO TAKE A "BUMP" ON THE
FLOOR...! WHAT FLOOR...??? THERE WAS JUST A LAYER OF
SAW DUST ON SOLID ROCK..!!!
THE SECOND ROUND GOT EVEN WILDER, BECAUSE BY NOW WE
ALL KNEW ALL CONTROL WAS OUT OF ORDER, AND THERE WAS
NOBODY THERE TO STOP OUR PARTY...! EVERYTIME ONE OF
THE BOYS THREW THE OTHER TOWARD THE INDIANS, THE
INDIANS WOULD DO THE SAME THING, RUN BACKWARDS AND
LAUGH...! SOON ONE MORE GOT PINNED, AND ALL FOUR TOOK
ANOTHER BREAK...!
THE THIRD ROUND MOST OF THE BOYS JUST PILED UP ON EACH
OTHER, AND RUBBED SAW DUST ALL OVER EACH OTHERS
HEADS...! WHEN I GOT TOO CLOSE TO TRY AND GET ONE OF
EACH TEAM TO GET UP, AND GO BACK TO THEIR CORNERS, ONE
OF THE BOYS GOT MY LEGS AND PULLED ME DOWN INTO THE
SAW DUST WITH THEM...!!!
THEN THE OTHERS SAW ME DOWN IN THE SAW DUST, AND THEY
ALL PILED ON TOP OF ME, AND TOOK BIG HANDFULS OF THE
SAW DUST AND RUBBED ALL OVER MY FACE AND HAIR...!
THEY KNEW HOW TO KEEP MOST OF THEIR WEIGHT OFF ME, OR
I WOULD HAVE BEEN SMASHED TO DEATH BY WAY OVER 1000
POUNDS...!
MAN OH MAN WAS ANN CASEY MAD...! IF ITS ANYTHING THAT
MAKES ME MAD ITS FOR SOMEONE TO HOLD ME DOWN, AND MESS
UP MY HAIR AND MAKEUP...! FOR THE FIRST TIME THAT
NIGHT I WAS NOT LAUGHING, I WAS CUSSING AT THEM LIKE A
SAILOR...!!! BUT, THAT ONLY MADE THEM DO WORSE TO
ME..ONE OF THEM GOT MY FACE BETWEEN BOTH HIS HANDS,
AND WAS SMOTHERING ME WITH A BIG SLOPPY KISS, WHILE
THE OTHERS HELD MY ARMS..!
I YELLED AT THEM THAT I WAS GOING TO GIVE ALL OF THEM
A &#@*&% D.Q. AND REPORT THEM TO THE PROMOTER, IF
THEY DIDN'T LET ME UP RIGHT THEN...!!! THEY SAW HOW
MAD, AND MESSED UP I WAS, SO THEY FINALLY LET ME
UP...! MESSED UP WAS NOT THE RIGHT WORD...I WAS A
WRECK AND MAD AS A WET SITTING HEN...! I GOT TWO OF
THEM OUT, AND THE OTHER TWO WENT AT IT AGAIN..!
ALL THIS TIME THE INDIANS HAD NOT SAID ONE
WORD...EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE ONE OF THEM WOULD SAY
"UGH" WHEN ONE BOY WOULD DO SOMETHING REALLY BAD TO
THE OTHER, BUT, THE INDIANS NEVER SAID "BOO" OR
"YEA"...NOTHING, JUST THEIR LAUGHTER...!
I FINALLY GOT TWO OF THE BOYS TO GET BACK A WAYS, AND
ONE PINNED THE OTHER FOR THE LAST FALL...! THEN THEY
TOOK OFF TO THEIR HORSE STALLS...WITH SAW DUST FALLING
OFF THEM AS THEY WALKED...!
NATASHA WAS STILL SITTING ON HER BALE OF HAY, AS I
WALKED BACK TO MY COW STALL, TO PULL OFF MY REFEREE
CLOTHES...! I HAD SAW DUST ALL OVER ME...EVEN IN MY
EYES AND MOUTH...! I NOTICED THE INDIANS WERE ALL
LOOKING AT NATASHA AND SMILING, AND NATASHA WAS
MODELING HER SWINSUIT FOR THEM, AND SMILING BACK AT
THEM...!
I DREADED TO WRESTLE IN THE SAW DUST, BUT I KNEW I HAD
TOO...! AND, IT WAS MY AND NATASHA'S TURN NEXT
MATCH..!
THAT IS, JUST AS SOON AS I FOUND ONE OF THE BOYS TO BE
THE REFEREE..!
ANN CASEY AND NATASHA GET IT ON IN THE SAW DUST...!
FINALLY THE BOY WRESTLER IN CHARGE, GOT SOME OF THE
SAW DUST OFF HIMSELF, AND CAME BACK OUT TO FIND THE
INDIAN WITH THE COW BELL, TO GET HIM TO RINGING THAT
COW BELL AGAIN, SO THE LAST MATCH COULD GET
STARTED...!
ANN CASEY WAS MORE THAN READY...! I WAS STILL VERY
MAD AT ALL FOUR BOYS FOR TAKING ME DOWN IN THE SAW
DUST, AND MESSING UP MY HAIR AND MAKE UP...! ALL FOUR
OF THE BOYS KNEW HOW MAD I WAS, AND THAT WAS THE
REASON NONE OF THEM WANTED TO REFEREE MY MATCH...!
ALL THE INDIANS HAD BEEN BACK OUT AROUND THE PICKUP,
AND I COULD SEE THEY WERE DRINKING...AND IT WASN'T
SOFT DRINKS EITHER...! BETWEEN DRINKS THEY WOULD LOOK
AND SMILE AT NATASHA...AND SHE WOULD SMILE BACK...THEN
I CAME UP FROM MY COW STALL, AND THE INDIANS STARTED
TO SMILING AND LOOKING AT ME...! I JUST SMILED
BACK...!
THE BOY WRESTLER MOTIONED THE INDIAN WITH THE COW BELL
TO SIT DOWN IN HIS CHAIR, AND TO START RINGING THE COW
BELL...! BOY DID THAT INDIAN LOVE TO RING THAT DURN
COW BELL..! EVERY TIME HE WENT OUT TO HIS TRUCK, TO
GET A DRINK... AND BACK, HE WOULD RING THAT COW BELL
MORE, AND LOUDER...!
I SAW THE OTHER THREE BOY WRESTLERS COME OUT OF THEIR
HORSE STALLS, TO WATCH THE GALS MATCH...! BUT, THEY
DIDN'T COME TOO DURN CLOSE...! IT WASN'T AS IF THEY
HAD NOT ALREADY HAD THEIR PICNIC BY ROLLING ANN CASEY
ALL AROUND IN THAT STINKING SAW DUST, BUT, NOW THEY
WANTED JUST ONE MORE LAUGH...!
THE BOY REFEREE MOTIONED FOR NATASHA AND ME TO COME TO
THE CENTER OF THE SAW DUST PILE...! MAN OH MAN, IF IT
WAS SMELLY BEFORE, IT WAS DOWN-RIGHT STINKING NOW,
AFTER THE BOYS HAD STIRRED IT ALL UP...!
AS NATASHA WALKED OUT TO THE CENTER OF THE RING, SHE
STOPPED AND POINTED AT ANN CASEY...AND SAID, "HEY
REFEREE, I DON'T WANT TO WRESTLE WITH THAT ANN
CASEY..JUST LOOK AT WHAT A MESS SHE IS, DOESN'T SHE
EVER TAKE A BATH AND COMB HER HAIR, MY GOD, WHATS SHE
USING FOR PERFUME...COW PEE...?"
MAN OH MAN, THAT JUST PUT THE ICING ON MY CAKE...I WAS
ALREADY BOILING MAD, AND THERE SHE STOOD STILL CLEAN,
AND WAS HOLDING HER HAND OVER HER FACE...!
I LOST MY IRISH/INDIAN TEMPER, I RAN AROUND THE
REFEREE, GRABBED BOTH MY HANDS FULL OF NATASHAS RED
HAIR, BEFORE SHE COULD EVEN PULL OFF HER WRESTLING
JACKET, AND I JUST KEPT ON RUNNING AND TOOK HER WITH
ME ,AT A RUNNING SPEED TOWARD THE ROW OF INDIANS...! I
STOPPED RIGHT BEFORE I HIT THE INDIANS, BUT I SENT
NATASHA FLYING FULLFORCE INTO THE FIRST ROW OF
INDIANS...!
NATASHA'S BODY KNOCKED SEVERAL OF THE INDIANS AND
THEIR CHAIRS OVER BACKWARDS, AND SHE LANDED RIGHT ON
TOP OF ABOUT THREE OF THEM...! THE OTHER INDIANS WENT
RUNNING OFF AGAIN, BUT THE ONES THAT NATASHA WAS ON
TOP OF WERE JUST GRABBING THEIR HANDS FULL OF ANY PART
OF NATASHA THEY COULD...!
THE INDIANS WERE LAUGHING SO HARD AND LOUD, THEY
COULDN'T GET OUT FROM UNDER NATASHA...! THEY WERE
REALLY ENJOYING HOLDING ON TO HER...! MAN WAS NATASHA
SCREAMING HER HEAD OFF, AND SWINGING HER ARMS AND FIST
IN ALL DIRECTIONS...AT THE SAME TIME TRYING TO ROLL
AWAY FROM THE INDIANS...BUT, HER ARMS WERE HALF-WAY
OUT OF HER JACKET, AND SHE COULDN'T DO MUCH TO HELP
HERSELF GET BACK UP...!
ANN CASEY WAS TRYING TO GET TO NATASHA'S FEET BUT THE
REFEREE PUSHED HER BACKWARDS, AND HE WAS TRYING TO GET
AHOLD OF NATASHA LEGS TO HELP PULL HER BACK OUT AWAY
FROM ALL THE INDIANS...!
BUT, THE INDIANS WERE HOLDING ON TIGHT TO HER WAIST,
HER HAIR, HER JACKET, AND HER ARMS, AND SINCE SHE WAS
STILL ON HER FACE AND TUMMY, WITH HER LEGS KICKING OUT
BACKWARDS, THE INDIANS WERE HOLDING ON TO ANYTHING
THEY COULD ON NATASHA'S UNDERPARTS TOO...!!!
THE REFEREE WAS TRYING TO GET A COUPLE OF CHAIRS OUT
OF THE MESS, SO HE COULD GET TO NATASHA,.... ANN CASEY
SAW THE PERFECT CHANCE TO GET EVEN WITH AT LEAST ONE
OF THE BOYS THAT HAD MADE A "SAW DUST ROLL" OUT OF HER
EARLIER...!!!!
THEN...WHAM-O !!!! ANN CASEY CHARGED FROM BEHIND THE
REFEREE, AND LANDED RIGHT SNACK UP ON HIS BACK, AND
SENT HIM FALLING DOWN ON NATASHA BIG FAT FANNY...!!!
MAN SHE WAS FAT BACK THEN...BUT, VERY STRONG TOO...
WE ALL WENT DOWN IN ONE BIG PILE...!!! NATASHA, STILL
FACE-DOWN ON TOP OF THE INDIANS FACES, THE REFEREE
FACE-DOWN ON TOP OF NATASHA'S FAT FANNY, AND ANN CASEY
ON TOP OF THE REFEREE'S BACK..! WHAT A MESS....ANN
CASEY WAS THE ONLY ONE LAUGHING NOW....!!! ANN CASEY
WAS RIDING THE REFEREE LIKE A BUCKING HORSE...!
I SAW A FEW OF THE INDIANS COME UP FROM BEHIND THEIR
FRIENDS, AND TRY TO GET AHOLD OF SOME PART OF THEM, TO
TRY AND PULL THEM OUT BACKWARDS FROM UNDER THE HUMAN
PILE...! BUT, THE INDIANS UNDERNEATH THE PILE, DIDN'T
SEEM TO WANT TO TURN LOOSE OF THEIR GRIPS ON
NATASHA...!!
ALL OF A SUDDEN, FROM BEHIND ME, I FELT STRONG ARMS
GETTING ME AROUND THE WAIST, AND MORE STRONG ARMS
TAKING ME BY MY ARMS, TO PULL ME OFF THE REFEREE...!
IT WAS ONE TEAM OF THE TAG-TEAM WRESTLERS, AND THEY
HELD ON TO ME, AND DRAGGED ME BACKWARDS, AS THE OTHER
BOYS PARTNER, RAN UP FROM BEHIND AND HELPED HIS
PARTNER GET OFF NATASHA...!
THEN THEY GOT NATASHA BY HER LEGS, AND TRIED TO PULL
HER AWAY FROM THE INDIANS...! AT THE SAME TIME THE
INDIANS STANDING UP TOOK HOLD OF THEIR FRINDS, AND
PULLED IN THE OTHER DIRECTIONS, UNTILL THEY ALMOST
PULLED OLE NATASHA IN HALF....!!!
I WAS TOLD LATER THE BOYS STANDING WATCHING THE PILE
UP, THOUGHT THE INDIANS WERE GOING TO START FIGHTING
ALL THE WRESTLERS, SO THEY DECIDED TO COME BREAK IT
ALL UP, BEFORE THE WRESTLERS HAD TO FIGHT OFF THE
INDIANS, THEY COULD TELL THE INDIANS WERE ABOUT HALF
DRUNK BY NOW ANYWAY...!
SO, THE THREE BOYS GOT US ALL BACK OUT IN THE MIDDLE
OF THE SAW DUST, AND THEY BACKED UP TO LET THE MATCH
CONTINUE...! THE INDIANS TURNED THEIR CHAIRS BACK UP
STRIGHT, AND TRIED TO SETTLE DOWN, FOR ONCE...! BUT BY
NOW ALL THE INDIANS WERE YIPPING, AND YELLING, AND YES
STILL LAUGHING, AND JUST HAVING A GOOD OLE TIME...!
THE BOY REFEREE WAS REALLY MAD AT ANN CASEY BY NOW,
AND WAS CHEWING HER HEAD OFF...! BUT, DID ANN CASEY
CARE..??? WELL HELLS BELLS NO...! I HAD ENJOYING
GETTING EVEN WITH HIM...PLUS I HAD GOTTEN IN A FEW
GOOD LICKS, AND KICKS TO THE OTHER TWO BOYS WHILE THEY
WERE PULLING ME OFF THE REFEREE...!
THE REFEREE SAID " WELL YOU GIRLS GET AT IT
AGAIN..."BUT, NATASHA HAD HER JACKET OFF BY NOW, AND
CAME CHARGING AT ANN CASEY LIKE A FOOTBALL PLAYER...!
SHE DOVE INTO ME, WE BOTH WENT FLYING BACKWARDS IN THE
SAW DUST, ROLLED OVER AND OVER, NATASHA CAME UP ON TOP
OF ME, AND HIT ME UP SIDE MY HEAD WITH A HARD FIST,
THAT KNOCKED ME SILLY...!!!
ANN CASEY IS KNOWN FOR HER BIG FIST, SO I CAME UP WITH
A RIGHT FIST TO NATASHA'S CHIN, AND IT RATTLED HER
EYES...! NATASHA WENT BACKWARDS LONG ENOUTH FOR ANN
CASEY TO FLIP HER OFF AND ROLL OVER AND AWAY FROM
NATASHA...!!
THEN BOTH WOMEN JUMPED TO THEIR FEET TO FACE EACH
OTHER, NATASHA PICKED ANN CASEY UP TO BODYSLAM HER
DOWN INTO THE SAW DUST COVERED ROCK FLOOR...! ANN
CASEY DIDN'T WANT TO BE BODYSLAMED, SO SHE WIGGLED HER
BODY AROUND TO CAUSE NATASHA TO LOOSE HER BALANCE AND
FALL BACKWARDS WITH ANN CASEY ON TOP, AND ACROSS
NATASHA'S SHOULDERS.!
THE REFEREE GOT DOWN TO START COUNTING, BUT, NATASHA
WASN'T FINISHED WITH ANN CASEY...! NOT YET...!
NATASHA REACHED UP AND JERKED ANN CASEY OFF BY
GRABBING A BIG HANDFUL OF ANN CASEY'S LONG DARK
HAIR...!
ANN CASEY HAD NO INTENTIONS OF BEING BODY SLAMMED IN
THE SAW DUST, SO I GRABBED NATASHA AND OVER AND OVER
WE BOTH ROLLED, THE SAW DUST WENT FLYING ALL AROUND
US, THE REFEREE TRIED TO KEEP US FROM ROLLING OVER
INTO THE INDAINS AGAIN...!
HE GOT BETWEEN THE TWO FIGHTING WOMEN, AND THE
INDIANS...THIS WAS A MISTAKE ON HIS PART....!!! ANN
CASEY REACHED OUT AND GRABBED HIS LEG, AND HUNG ON TO
HIS PANTS LEG...! NATASHA TOOK THIS AS HER CHANCE TO
USE HER FIST ON MY FACE, BUT, I ROLLED OVER ON MY
TUMMY AND TRIED TO CLIMB UP THE REFEREES LEGS..!
NATASHA TRIED TO CLIMB UP ON MY BACK, AND THE BOTH OF
OUR WEIGHT CAUSED THE REFEREE TO FALL BACKWARDS...!
NATASHA HAD CLIMBED UP ON MY BACK AND WAS PULLING MY
HEAD BACKWARDS BY USING HANDFULLS OF MY HAIR TO PULL
ON , LIKE TRYING TO REIN IN A HORSE....!
DANG...THIS MADE ME ANGRY, AND WAS REALLY FEELING LIKE
BLOBS OF MY HAIR WAS ABOUT TO TURN LOOSE FORM MY
SCAP...! I TURNED LOOSE OF THE REFEREE, AND USE MY
LEGS TO KICK NATASHA BACKWARDS, SO HARD SHE WENT FOR A
COUPLE OF FLIPS...!
I JUMPED UP AND RAN TO PICK HER UP, BUT, SHE MET ME
WITH BOTH HER FEET IN MY TUMMY, AND SENT ME FLYING
BACKWARDS INTO THE SAW DUST....THE SHOCK OF HITTING
THE ROCK UNDER THE SAW DUST KNOCKED THE BREATH OUT OF
ME...!
NATASHA WAS GETTING TIRED BY NOW...BECAUSE SHE WAS SO
FAT...! I LAY IN THE SAW DUST FOR A CHANCE TO GET MY
BREATH...I SAW NATASHA COMING TO PICK ME UP...SO, I
WAITED UNTILL SHE WAS RIGHT UP OVER ME, THEN I FLIPPED
OVER ON MY BACK, REACHED UP AND GOT HER BY THE HAIR,
TOOK BOTH MY FEET AND SENT HER FLYING OVER MY HEAD,
AND SHE HIT THE ROCK FLOOR LIKE A 200 LB. SACK OF
POTATOES...!
NATASHA WAS NOT MOVING MUCH NOW....ANN CASEY GOT UP
AND STUMBLED OVER TO WHERE SHE WAS...I WAS REALLY
HURTING TOO...I REACHED TO GET HER BY THE HAIR TO PULL
HER UP, AND GIVE HER A FEW FINISHING BLOWS WITH MY
FIST...!
IT DIDN'T WORK THAT WAY...NATASHA WAS DEAD WEIGHT....I
TRIED WITH BOTH HANDS TO PULL HER UP....BY THE
HAIR...SHE DIDN'T COME UP...INSTEAD SHE GRABBED MY
LONG HAIR, AND PULLED ME DOWN IN THE SAW DUST WITH
HER....!
OVER AND OVER WE ROLLED UNTILL WE HIT THE WOODEN
BENCHES, FIRST SHE WAS ON TOP OF ME, THEN I WAS ON TOP
OF HER, WHEN WE HIT THE BENCHES WE HAD TO STOP
ROLLING...NATASHA REACHED DOWN AND GOT A BIG HANDFUL
OF SAW DUST, AND CRAMBED IT THE BEST SHE COULD INTO
ANN CASEY'S MOUTH....!
ANN CASEY WAS LOOSING HER BREATH...SOME OF THE SAW
DUST WAS GOING DOWN MY THROAT...I WAS REALLY
CHOKING...I KNEW I HAD TO DO SOMETHING FAST TO FINISH
HER OFF...I GUESS SHE WAS PLANNING THE SAME THING...!
ANN CASEY SPIT OUT AS MUCH SAW DUST AS SHE COULD, AND
CAME UP ON TOP OF THE VERY TIRED NATASHA....! I
REACHED DOWN AND GOT A HANDFUL OF SAW DUST AND GAVE
HER A TASTE OF HER OWN MEDICINE...I MEAN OF HER OWN
SAW DUST...!!! I PUSHED WITH ALL MY STRENGTH TO RAM
THE SAW DUST WAY THE HECK DOWN HER THROAT...!
THEN I GOT MORE HANDFULLS AND CRAMBED THEM DOWN THE
FRONT OF HER BOSOM...!!! THE INDIANS WERE GOING
REALLY WILD...! WE HAD FOUGHT UNTIL WE HAD MADE A HOLE
DOWN THROUGH THE SAW DUST TO THE ROCK FLOOR, AND HERE
THE SAW DUST WAS STILL WET FROM THE MANY TIMES THE
HORSES, AND COWS HAD "PEED" IN IT...!
MAN OH MAN, THE VAPORS WERE ABOUT TO MAKE ME
VOMIT...YOU KNOW LIKE JUST REALLY BE SICK...! ANN
CASEY REACHED AND GOT A BIG HANDFUL OF THE WET SAW
DUST, AND RUBBED IT ALL IN NATASHAS FACE, ALL IN HER
EYES, AND HAIR...! THEN I YELLED AT HER ..."HOW DOES
IT FEEL NOW B....H TO SMELL LIKE "COW PEE...!?"
NATASHA HIT ANN CASEY FULL IN THE FACE THEN WITH HER
FIST....! ANN CASEY LOST IT....! SHE PUNCHED NATASHA
FIRST WITH HER RIGHT FIST, THEN WITH HER LEFT FIST,
AND NATASHA COULD NOT GET IN A PUNCH...AS ANN CASEY
KEPT HITTING HER, OVER AND OVER...! LEFT AND
RIGHT...LEFT AND RIGHT...!
NATASHA WAS ALMOST OUT, WHEN THE REFEREE BROKE UP THE
MATCH, BY PULLING ANN CASEY OFF NATASHA...! ANN CASEY
WAS YELLING AND KICKING AS THE REFEREE PULLED HER UP
OFF NATASHA...!
THE REFEREE PULLED ANN CASEY WAY BACK, AND MOTIONED
HIS PARTNER TO COME HOLD HER, WHILE HE HELPED GET THE
SAW DUST OUT OF NATASHA MOUTH, AND HELPED HER TO HER
FEET...! I SET IN TO KICKING AND PUNCHING THE OTHER
WRESTLER, SO HE TOOK ME BACK DOWN IN THE SAW DUST, AND
PUT ALL HIS 250 POUNDS ON ME TO HOLD ME STILL...!
I CALLED HIM EVERYTHING EXCEPT AN ANGEL...! NATASHA
TRIED TO GET AROUND THE REFEREE TO COME GET IT ON
AGAIN...BUT, THE REFEREE RAISED NATASHA'S HAND, TO
GAVE HER THE MATCH, AND GAVE ANN CASEY A D.Q. FOR
CONTINUING TO USE HER FIST ON NATASHA...!
NOTHING WAS FUNNY NOW...! I WAS THREATING TO SHOOT THE
BOY WRESTLER IF HE DIDN'T GET THE #*&%$#@*@ OFF ME...!
THE REFEREE SAID I COULDN'T GET UP UNTILL I HAD A COOL
HEAD AGAIN....! I LAY THERE AND CUSSED BOTH OF
THEM...FOR SEVERAL MORE MINUTES...BECAUSE I WAS REALLY
MAD NOW THAT I HAD LOST THE MATCH..AND, IT WAS NATASHA
THAT FIRST HIT ME WITH HER FIST...!
THE INDIANS WERE YIPPING AND YELLING...AND WANTED TO
HOLD ON TO NATASHA AGAIN....!!! SHE WAS SWINGING HER
JACKET AT THEM TO KEEP THEM BACK...AS SHE MADE HER WAY
TO THE BACK OF THE HORSE STALLS, WHERE THE OTHER TWO
BOY WRESTLERS WERE STILL STANDING AND LAUGHING...!
THE REFEREE ASK ME IF I WANTED UP YET...? I SAID
*&%$#@@*& NO...! AND, I WAS SO MAD AND STUBBORN I
WOULD HAVE LAY RIGHT THERE IN THE SAW DUST ALL
NIGHT....! I WAS YELLING WHAT I WAS GOING TO DO TO THE
BOY WRESTLER, IF HE DIDN'T GET HIS BIG #&*%$@#*# UP
OFF ME...!
THE REFEREE SAID "ANN CASEY, THE MATCH IS OVER...NOW
WILL YOU COOL IT, AND GO GET CLEANED UP...?!" I
CUSSED HIM SOME MORE...!
THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN THE BOY WRESTLER ON TOP OF MY
BACK...JUMPED UP AND TRIED TO RUN TOWARD HIS HORSE
STALL...! HE KNEW WHAT WAS COMING, I JUMPED UP AND
THREW BIG HANDFULS OF SAW DUST AT BOTH OF THEM, AS
THEY RAN TOWARD THE HORSE STALLS, THEN I GRABBED A
FIVE GALLON BUCKET AND THREW IT AT THEM...! WHAM...!!!
THE BUCKET HIT THE BOARDS ON THE SIDE OF THEIR HORSE
STALL...!
THE BOY THAT HAD BEEN THE REFEREE TOLD ME THE NEXT
WEEEK, THAT HIS PARTNER TOLD HIM LATER, HE DREADED TO
TURN ANN CASEY LOOSE, JUST AS IF HE HAD BEEN SITTING
ON A "WILDCAT...!"
ANN CASEY STOOD THERE AND THIS TIME SHE WASN'T SMILING
AT THE INDAINS, BECAUSE I HAD THAT STINKING SAW DUST
ALL OVER ME...! THEN IT CROSSED MY MIND...IF THERE
WERE NO DRESSING ROOMS...THEN WHERE WERE THE
SHOWERS...!???
THE SHOWER WAS A COLD WATER HOSE, OUT BY A BIG
WATERING TROUGH, WHERE ALL THE HORSES AND COWS WENT TO
DRINK...! BECAUSE I WAS THE LAST TO LEAVE OUT OF THE
SAW DUST, AND GO TO MY COW STALL...ALSO MEANT I WAS
THE LAST IN TURN FOR THE WATER HOSE...! I WAS TOO
DANG ANGRY TO CARE IF I HAD TO STAY THERE ALL
NIGHT...!
I HEARD ALL KIND OF LOUD YELLS AND LAUGHING, AND I
LOOKLED OUT FROM MY COW STALL, AND SAW ALL THE INDIANS
OVER IN THE BIG PILE OF SAW DUST...AND, MAN WERE THEY
EVER HAVING SOME FUN TO WRESTLE IN THE SAW DUST...!
I WAITED UNTIL EVERONE LEFT, AND I HAD COOLED DOWN,
THEN I WENT OUT TO THE WATER HOSE, TO TAKE A COLD
SHOWER..BUT, TO MY SURPRISE THE WATER WAS REALLY
NICE...AND, I GUESS THAT WAS THE ONLY NICE THING THAT
HAD HAPPENED TO ME ALL NIGHT...! I THINK I USED A
WHOLE BOTTLE OF SHAMPOO, TO WASH MY HAIR SEVERAL
TIMES, AND BATHED ALL OVER, UNTIL MY BAR OF SOAP WAS
THIN...!
YEP, THE MATCHES THAT NIGHT HAD BEEN FUNNY..IN SOME
WAYS...BUT, I HAD LOST MY MATCH, THAT WAS NOT
FUNNY...THEN TO TOP ALL THAT OFF, WHEN I GOT MY PAY
FOR THAT NIGHT, THE NEXT WEEK, IT WAS ONLY $10.00...!
OVER MANY YEARS, THE WRESTLERS HAD TO WRESTLE MORE
THAN ONCE IN THE GRASS, OR YES EVEN SAW DUST, BECAUSE
MANY TIMES, THE REFEREE AND THE RING DIDN'T SHOW
UP...! SOME TIMES, IF THE MATCHES WERE HELD IN A HIGH
SCHOOL GYM, AND THE RING DIDN'T SHOW UP..THEY WOULD
HAVE TO PUT DOWN SOME RUBBER MATS FOR PADDING ON THE
GYM FLOOR...! WE WOULD HAVE TO TRY AND STAY ON THE
MATS TO WRESTLE...!!!
BACK IN THOSE DAYS...WE DANG SURE EARNED OUR MONEY...
BUT, THAT NIGHT I MADE THE $10.00 WAS MY RECORD LOW
FOR PAYOFF IN 40 YEARS...!
I'LL NEVER FORGET THAT NIGHT OUT ON THE INDIAN
RESERVATION, WHEN I HAD TO WRESTLE OLE NATASHA IN THAT
SAW DUST...! ALL FOR $10.00...!!!
I DOUBT IF THAT OLD LONG, HORSE AND COW BUILDING WOULD
STILL BE THERE, I MAY GO BACK ONE DAY, BUT, IT'S MOST
LIKELY LIKE SO MANY OF THE OTHER OLD BUILDINGS, NOW
THEY ARE JUST SHADOWS OF MEMORIES FROM THE GOOD OLE
DAYS OF WRESTLING...!
MEMORIES WHERE IF I CLOSE MY EYES, AND THINK BACK I
CAN STILL LOOK THROUGH THE SMOKE-DIM ARENAS TO SEE THE
RING WITH JUST ONE LIGHT BLUB HANGING DOWN OVER THE
CENTER OF THE RING,AND SMELL THE ONIONS AND POPCORN,
AS I LISTEN TO THE PEANUT MAN, YELLING "PEANUTS" OVER
THE YELLS OF THE WRESTLING FANS... THOSE WERE THE GOOD
OLD DAYS OF WRESTLING...SADLY NOW..."GONE WITH THE
WIND...!"
ANN CASEY
Those were definitely the "good old days" of
wrestling. If you want to know or learn more about
Ann Casey - go check out her group at
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/THEBEAUTIFULANNCASEY/.
She's a remarkable lady and always a treat to talk to.
Plus other great ladies such as Sue Green, Penny
Banner, and even Natasha have been known to pop up
from time to time. So check it out.
And I'm going to close this up for now. I have to go
get ready for work, and then, later tonight, I have an
interview scheduled with NC Indy Superstar Ethan
Storm. So that should be up in the next few days as
well, leading up to a great Atlantic Coast Wrestling
show here in Laurinburg this coming Saturday night.
And yes - I will be there so I should be able to have
a great recap and report from the show up late
Saturday night or sometime on Sunday.
But for now, I'm outta here. Have a great week and
remember, wrestling is not fake - it's fixed. Drop me
a line at Doug28352@yahoo.com. Until the next time,
see ya!
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