Post by caseyholliday on Jun 7, 2021 22:54:27 GMT -5
September 2011
“I’ll support you in whatever you want to do with your life, but are you sure you want to do this?”
Darren Holliday asks this question in his own wrestling academy to his 16 year old daughter, Casey, who is of course, eager and naive and knowing so little about professional wrestling.
“I’ve wanted to do this forever!’ she reminds her father. “I wanted to follow in your footsteps just the way you followed in your father’s yourself.”
“That’s touching, Casey. It really is. But are you sure you’re going to be able to handle it? I’m going to warn you right now. If you start your training today, what you’re going to be in for is no picnic. Professional wrestling is a cruel, callous, selfish world at times where it’s everyone for themselves. People that you think are your friends are going to stab you in the back. God forbid you’re one of those people that does that. You are going to have people that are going to be jealous of you every step up that you make up the ladder. You are going to have promotions that are going to screw you over. You’re going to have people wanting to run you down and bury you into the ground. I’m not so sure you’re capable of handling that. I’m going to ask you one more time: are you sure that this is something that you want to do?”
Casey looks almost doe eyed as she does not waver from her convictions at all.
“Fuck yeah, this is what I want to do.”
“Language, Casey!’
“Sorry…”
“Alright. I did warn you. I don’t doubt that you’re going to be successful in this business and I’m going to make sure that’s exactly what you are. But you have to promise me that you are going to be committed to this. This business is about to be your whole life and it requires a commitment like no other. Can you promise me that you can make that commitment?”
“I promise… and I know things are going to get hard sometimes…”
“Casey, you really have no idea…”
Mr. Holliday pauses and sighs. He doesn’t want to discourage Casey, so he decides to leave the conversation be.
“Let’s get started…”
Darren’s words were certainly prophetic. The 16 year old truly had no idea what she was really getting herself into…
October 2016
“You know how five years ago, you said that I had no idea what I was getting myself into?” an embarrassed Casey asks her father as she visits him in his home. “Well… I quit Supreme Championship Wrestling today…”
This admission brings tears to the eyes of the then 21-year-old rookie.
“I don’t mean to sound harsh, but I’m not surprised. I knew that this day was going to come.”
“I don’t understand what happened. I hit the ground running in a global company after I had bypassed the Indies and then everything just fell apart for me. It’s like once the losses started to pile up, I had lost all of my confidence and I just didn’t know what to do with myself anymore. I became quite the pariah backstage too. I never asked for any of this…”
“Oftentimes, in the professional wrestling business, that’s what is going to happen, Casey. You become successful and right away, everyone is going to do whatever it takes to bring you down to their level largely because they are jealous of you. Not every wrestler in this business is going to be a prodigy that hits the ground running like you were in Supreme Championship Wrestling. Sometimes, being successful is all it takes for a whole bunch of people to hate you. SCW employs people that have been there for years and never even got close to winning their Trios tournament. But you went in there and you accomplished that just four matches in. Of course people are going to be jealous of you. Of course people are going to say things to drag you down. You know how you deal with people like that, Casey? You silence them and you show them who the boss is.”
“I suppose you’re right…” Casey admits as she wipes a tear away. “Maybe I have been a little too naive and a little too nice. All I can do is move forward and such. It’s going to be hard as hell and I don’t know how it’s going to happen, but I’m going to make it happen. I’m going to get through this….”
Present Day
Casey is alone at the moment with the cameras on as she begins to reflect on some things. She does remember how harsh her rookie year was. She remembers the hatred that she got in Supreme Championship Wrestling as a 20 year old merely for being successful in the early going and being happy that she was shocking the world. It doesn’t deter her, nonetheless. But there are further memories. There was all the heat she got in Action Wrestling from many people while she was the UCI World Champion and there was also her most recent venture where half the locker room basically turned on her when she won their world title there. Still, she’s keeping poised as she expresses her thoughts.
“It’s like I’ve said before: the critics can kiss my ass. I’ve dealt with them my whole career. From the moment that the other students at my father’s wrestling school realized who my dad is, they tried to undermine my success in that school. ‘Your daddy runs the school so of course you’re going to do well’. ‘You can’t make it in professional wrestling without your daddy!’ I can go on and on and on about that, but you get the point. In my first wrestling company, I was mocked and ridiculed when I just couldn’t find my footing there, mainly due to my own youth, inexperience and admittedly stupidity. In UCI, when I went there, no matter how successful I had become, no matter how much of a prodigy I revealed myself to be, all people seemed to know me as was “Cryin’ Casey'' and believe me, I hated that moniker more than anything. I was succeeding in ways that young wrestlers usually don’t succeed at and THAT is what I’m known as? It wasn’t much better in AW when I reigned as a UCI World Champion and all half the locker room did was completely bury the title and call it worthless as they tried to do everything that they could to diminish what I had accomplished with it.
My dad warned me about this type of thing. I’ve dealt with my fair share of cruel people in this business. I’ve had friends that have stabbed me in the back and completely turned on me. I’ve had companies that I’ve been part of where I thought I was a lifer at completely screw me over because they wanted to listen to a bunch of never will bes talk a bunch of shit backstage as if they somehow had anything meaningful to say, saying that I ‘lost my fire’ or some stupid bullshit. Everywhere I’ve turned, there’s always at least one critic and yeah, maybe throughout my career, I’ve taken that criticism to heart and it has caused me to self-destruct in some way and that’s why earlier this week, I made it know that the critics can kiss my ass. I’m done hearing a word that they have to say anymore and as far as my opponent goes? I don’t know what he’s going to say about me. I really don’t care either. Can anyone tell me what Saints Row and particularly Pazuzu, my opponent, has actually done in Revo1? I can’t think of a damn thing. Hell, I hate to admit this, but prior to this week, I had no idea who the fuck they were and normally, I pay attention and I take some notes, but when you have smeone like Pazuzu that doesn’t do anything to stand out and that doesn’t do anything to make their presence felt, yeah, you’re going to miss a hell of a lot.
If Pazuzu even cuts a promo at all, I bet he’s going to say at least one stupid, moronic thing about me that is beyond the truth because he doesn’t know me at all. Well, basically nobody here in Revo1 knows me at all, but still. I’ve been living in the cobwebs for too long trying to get myself out of my own mental rut but the fact of the matter is that the one way to do that is to clean the slate, start over and go back to the beginning. That 16 year old girl that knew nothing about this business was the purest state of mind I’ve ever been in when it came to the professional wrestling business because at least at that point, it was about the love of something that I wanted to do and at some point along the way, as I hit the mainstream, as I became successful, as I got caught up in the spotlight, it became far more about winning championships, being a prodigy, living up to such a lofty billing and silencing everyone in my path. There’s nothing exactly wrong with that, but that’s not the way my father raised me. It wasn’t the way I was brought up in this business. It’s not the way I was mentored and nurtured along the way by my father, my trainers and my mentors.
So maybe it’s time to go back to basics for a while and remember how little pressure rookie Casey Holliday had on her when she went to Montreal on New Year’s Eve 2015 and competed in Supreme Championship Wrestling’s traditional open invitational battle royal. I wasn’t wanting to win that battle royal for that fucking car and that prize money. I was wanting to win that for my dad to pay for his hip replacement surgery. It’s taken me years to really realize this, but there was never anything WRONG with me back then. I just allowed so many people in that locker room, all of whom didn’t matter, to make me THINK that there was something wrong with me. After that, I slowly fell into the trap of wrestling for the approval of other people when I really should’ve been wrestling for the approval of myself all along.
So Pazuzu and Saints Row heed this warning.
This isn’t going to be a good night for you. I’m not about to put all this pressure on myself to live up to a certain reputation. No, I’m going back to basics and I’m going back to that pressure free mentality I had for one night to remember what it was like to compete in this business just for the love of the sport. I’m going to experiment with that and I’m going to see how that goes. It’s going to be out of my comfort zone because I’ve always wrestled with a chip on my shoulder, but that’s alright. This business is about learning and growing after all. And that’s what this is going to be for me: a learning experience. Sorry Pazuzu, but your window of opportunity to take advantage of me and to get your ‘cheap, free win’ has closed. You’re going to be the first here to really realize what I’m all about and there’s virtually nothing you’re going to do to slow me down. I can’t get any lower, that’s for damn sure.
To learn and grow, sometimes you’ve got to go back to the beginning and gain a whole new perspective. And Pazuzu, as I defeat you, that’s precisely what I am going to do.
Haters.
Gonna.
Hate!
“I’ll support you in whatever you want to do with your life, but are you sure you want to do this?”
Darren Holliday asks this question in his own wrestling academy to his 16 year old daughter, Casey, who is of course, eager and naive and knowing so little about professional wrestling.
“I’ve wanted to do this forever!’ she reminds her father. “I wanted to follow in your footsteps just the way you followed in your father’s yourself.”
“That’s touching, Casey. It really is. But are you sure you’re going to be able to handle it? I’m going to warn you right now. If you start your training today, what you’re going to be in for is no picnic. Professional wrestling is a cruel, callous, selfish world at times where it’s everyone for themselves. People that you think are your friends are going to stab you in the back. God forbid you’re one of those people that does that. You are going to have people that are going to be jealous of you every step up that you make up the ladder. You are going to have promotions that are going to screw you over. You’re going to have people wanting to run you down and bury you into the ground. I’m not so sure you’re capable of handling that. I’m going to ask you one more time: are you sure that this is something that you want to do?”
Casey looks almost doe eyed as she does not waver from her convictions at all.
“Fuck yeah, this is what I want to do.”
“Language, Casey!’
“Sorry…”
“Alright. I did warn you. I don’t doubt that you’re going to be successful in this business and I’m going to make sure that’s exactly what you are. But you have to promise me that you are going to be committed to this. This business is about to be your whole life and it requires a commitment like no other. Can you promise me that you can make that commitment?”
“I promise… and I know things are going to get hard sometimes…”
“Casey, you really have no idea…”
Mr. Holliday pauses and sighs. He doesn’t want to discourage Casey, so he decides to leave the conversation be.
“Let’s get started…”
Darren’s words were certainly prophetic. The 16 year old truly had no idea what she was really getting herself into…
October 2016
“You know how five years ago, you said that I had no idea what I was getting myself into?” an embarrassed Casey asks her father as she visits him in his home. “Well… I quit Supreme Championship Wrestling today…”
This admission brings tears to the eyes of the then 21-year-old rookie.
“I don’t mean to sound harsh, but I’m not surprised. I knew that this day was going to come.”
“I don’t understand what happened. I hit the ground running in a global company after I had bypassed the Indies and then everything just fell apart for me. It’s like once the losses started to pile up, I had lost all of my confidence and I just didn’t know what to do with myself anymore. I became quite the pariah backstage too. I never asked for any of this…”
“Oftentimes, in the professional wrestling business, that’s what is going to happen, Casey. You become successful and right away, everyone is going to do whatever it takes to bring you down to their level largely because they are jealous of you. Not every wrestler in this business is going to be a prodigy that hits the ground running like you were in Supreme Championship Wrestling. Sometimes, being successful is all it takes for a whole bunch of people to hate you. SCW employs people that have been there for years and never even got close to winning their Trios tournament. But you went in there and you accomplished that just four matches in. Of course people are going to be jealous of you. Of course people are going to say things to drag you down. You know how you deal with people like that, Casey? You silence them and you show them who the boss is.”
“I suppose you’re right…” Casey admits as she wipes a tear away. “Maybe I have been a little too naive and a little too nice. All I can do is move forward and such. It’s going to be hard as hell and I don’t know how it’s going to happen, but I’m going to make it happen. I’m going to get through this….”
Present Day
Casey is alone at the moment with the cameras on as she begins to reflect on some things. She does remember how harsh her rookie year was. She remembers the hatred that she got in Supreme Championship Wrestling as a 20 year old merely for being successful in the early going and being happy that she was shocking the world. It doesn’t deter her, nonetheless. But there are further memories. There was all the heat she got in Action Wrestling from many people while she was the UCI World Champion and there was also her most recent venture where half the locker room basically turned on her when she won their world title there. Still, she’s keeping poised as she expresses her thoughts.
“It’s like I’ve said before: the critics can kiss my ass. I’ve dealt with them my whole career. From the moment that the other students at my father’s wrestling school realized who my dad is, they tried to undermine my success in that school. ‘Your daddy runs the school so of course you’re going to do well’. ‘You can’t make it in professional wrestling without your daddy!’ I can go on and on and on about that, but you get the point. In my first wrestling company, I was mocked and ridiculed when I just couldn’t find my footing there, mainly due to my own youth, inexperience and admittedly stupidity. In UCI, when I went there, no matter how successful I had become, no matter how much of a prodigy I revealed myself to be, all people seemed to know me as was “Cryin’ Casey'' and believe me, I hated that moniker more than anything. I was succeeding in ways that young wrestlers usually don’t succeed at and THAT is what I’m known as? It wasn’t much better in AW when I reigned as a UCI World Champion and all half the locker room did was completely bury the title and call it worthless as they tried to do everything that they could to diminish what I had accomplished with it.
My dad warned me about this type of thing. I’ve dealt with my fair share of cruel people in this business. I’ve had friends that have stabbed me in the back and completely turned on me. I’ve had companies that I’ve been part of where I thought I was a lifer at completely screw me over because they wanted to listen to a bunch of never will bes talk a bunch of shit backstage as if they somehow had anything meaningful to say, saying that I ‘lost my fire’ or some stupid bullshit. Everywhere I’ve turned, there’s always at least one critic and yeah, maybe throughout my career, I’ve taken that criticism to heart and it has caused me to self-destruct in some way and that’s why earlier this week, I made it know that the critics can kiss my ass. I’m done hearing a word that they have to say anymore and as far as my opponent goes? I don’t know what he’s going to say about me. I really don’t care either. Can anyone tell me what Saints Row and particularly Pazuzu, my opponent, has actually done in Revo1? I can’t think of a damn thing. Hell, I hate to admit this, but prior to this week, I had no idea who the fuck they were and normally, I pay attention and I take some notes, but when you have smeone like Pazuzu that doesn’t do anything to stand out and that doesn’t do anything to make their presence felt, yeah, you’re going to miss a hell of a lot.
If Pazuzu even cuts a promo at all, I bet he’s going to say at least one stupid, moronic thing about me that is beyond the truth because he doesn’t know me at all. Well, basically nobody here in Revo1 knows me at all, but still. I’ve been living in the cobwebs for too long trying to get myself out of my own mental rut but the fact of the matter is that the one way to do that is to clean the slate, start over and go back to the beginning. That 16 year old girl that knew nothing about this business was the purest state of mind I’ve ever been in when it came to the professional wrestling business because at least at that point, it was about the love of something that I wanted to do and at some point along the way, as I hit the mainstream, as I became successful, as I got caught up in the spotlight, it became far more about winning championships, being a prodigy, living up to such a lofty billing and silencing everyone in my path. There’s nothing exactly wrong with that, but that’s not the way my father raised me. It wasn’t the way I was brought up in this business. It’s not the way I was mentored and nurtured along the way by my father, my trainers and my mentors.
So maybe it’s time to go back to basics for a while and remember how little pressure rookie Casey Holliday had on her when she went to Montreal on New Year’s Eve 2015 and competed in Supreme Championship Wrestling’s traditional open invitational battle royal. I wasn’t wanting to win that battle royal for that fucking car and that prize money. I was wanting to win that for my dad to pay for his hip replacement surgery. It’s taken me years to really realize this, but there was never anything WRONG with me back then. I just allowed so many people in that locker room, all of whom didn’t matter, to make me THINK that there was something wrong with me. After that, I slowly fell into the trap of wrestling for the approval of other people when I really should’ve been wrestling for the approval of myself all along.
So Pazuzu and Saints Row heed this warning.
This isn’t going to be a good night for you. I’m not about to put all this pressure on myself to live up to a certain reputation. No, I’m going back to basics and I’m going back to that pressure free mentality I had for one night to remember what it was like to compete in this business just for the love of the sport. I’m going to experiment with that and I’m going to see how that goes. It’s going to be out of my comfort zone because I’ve always wrestled with a chip on my shoulder, but that’s alright. This business is about learning and growing after all. And that’s what this is going to be for me: a learning experience. Sorry Pazuzu, but your window of opportunity to take advantage of me and to get your ‘cheap, free win’ has closed. You’re going to be the first here to really realize what I’m all about and there’s virtually nothing you’re going to do to slow me down. I can’t get any lower, that’s for damn sure.
To learn and grow, sometimes you’ve got to go back to the beginning and gain a whole new perspective. And Pazuzu, as I defeat you, that’s precisely what I am going to do.
Haters.
Gonna.
Hate!