Sunday, May 13, 2018

Kevin's Columns


Dear Wrestling,

In my digging around for the other letters from the feud with Generico, I managed to dig up something I didn't even know existed: columns Kevin wrote for his website back around 2011--or at least, that's when the Internet Wayback Machine snagged them.

Finding stuff like this, maybe it's not the only thing I can give to the wrestling community, but it's probably the best thing. I can't draw or paint, I haven't nearly got my 10,000 hours in writing yet. I can't even recognize faces, so match reviews are right out.

I'm pretty good at research, though.

A gentle warning before you proceed: two of these columns are about wrestlers who passed away. One took his own life, although this isn't mentioned--if you look him up, like I did, it's there. Trust your gut, folks. 


(As with Kevin's Letters 2, these were pulled from the ruins of steenwrestling.com) 

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Tough

In my line of work I have met countless guys who I would describe as tough. Actually, every wrestler is tough, no doubt. But there's tough, and then there's really tough. Like the Briscoes, Austin Aries, Bryan Danielson, Super Dragon and so many others. Then there's the tough motherfuckers like Nigel McGuiness, Steve Corino and Eddie Edwards.

I'm not really sure which of those two categories I'm a part of. I've never been knocked out in my entire life even though I have never put my hands up to try and block any shot, kick or weapon thrown at my head or face in the last ten years. I've been wrestling with a torn up knee for about 3 years. I guess that could make me a tough motherfucker...but then again, who hasn't wrestled hurt. Eddie Edwards for instance, became an instant hero in any ROH fan's heart when he hid the cast on his arm from the New York State Athletic Commission all night so that he could be part of the Ladder War II. Everyone knows that by now. Steve Corino has been wrestling for months with a fractured elbow, partly torn tricep and a vicious infection in that same arm. Nobody would know it from looking at him work, though.

The other day I was at my doctor's office, in the waiting room and I was watching some MMA on my iPod touch. They were talking about how tough this one particular fighter was and I then saw him get knocked out in 22 seconds right after the announcers were praising his ''great chin.'' It got me thinking about what makes someone tough. What makes someone really tough. And what makes someone a tough motherfucker. As I was leaning towards officially putting my name in the third column, thinking with pride about how many superkicks I could take before finally being put down, and elderly man came into the waiting room. He must have been at least 80 years old. He was bent over, putting as much of his weight as he could onto the walker he was using to get around. The 12 feet between the door and the secretary's office must have taken him a good 2 minutes to complete. When he got up to the office I watched him struggle to get his wallet out and get his Medicare card. I watched as he politely asked the secretary for an appointment. When she said there's no way the doctor would be able to see him that day, he said that was fine, any other day would work. She told him to hang on, she'd be back with him in a minute.

The minute turned to 5 and I offered him my seat, which he declined. I sat back down and kept watching him as 5 minutes turned to 10, and then 15. This entire time, he continued to decline the seats people were offering him, struggling to balance his body weight on his walker, never once asking the secretary what was taking so long, never once looking annoyed. The secretary finally told him she was too busy to give him an appointment right now and he'd have to wait another little while. He replied that he had another appointment in 10 minutes in another building, so she said he'd have to come back later. This would have infuriated me and I'm a relatively healthy 26 year old man.

All she had to do was look in her stupid little book but she told him to come back later. And you know what? The old man looked at her, said no problem, he'd be back later and then thanked her with a nice smile. He put his hat back on, grabbed his walker and made his way back to the door. As he slowly passed me, I saw him look up at me, nod and wink. Now unless he was hitting on me, I'm pretty sure that this man I saw struggle to simply walk a mere 12 feet, wait for close to a half hour standing while struggling to keep his balance with his walker, and who had just gotten turned around and told to come back later by a horrible secretary who was too busy to open a book, was in a good mood. Just another day for him, no big deal!


The doctor called my name and as I headed to his office it occurred to me why I was there. I have a skin infection that causes a great deal of pain in my right arm. It burns and keeps me up at night. I complain about it all the time. It sometimes makes me miserable for days at a time, just ask my family. Then I remember I was about to put myself in the tough motherfucker column...But the tough motherfucker column is something very exclusive, very hard to get into. It can't get too crowded in that column otherwise the title just isn't as prestigious. So, at that moment I made a decision. I went ahead and put myself in the really tough column, almost as prestigious as the other one.

But in the other column, the really special one...

I put that old tough motherfucker.

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SINCE THE FINAL BATTLE...


The last few months of my career have been very strange, to say the least. I've been feeling quite conflicted about the whole thing. Over the past 2 months, I have gone through more ups and downs than I have in the 10 years I spent in this crazy world before.

December started off great, with a match in NSPW, a promotion in Quebec City, that was not only a blast to be a part of but ended up being voted Match of the Year in Quebec for 2010. It only got better when I made my return to PWG and had a match with Dragon Gate's Akira Tozawa that I can honestly say will forever be one of the highlights of my career. The dude is incredible, the crowd in PWG is, I truly believe, one of the best in the world, always has been, and the fact that I was back in my wrestling home, all those combining factors made this a night I'll always remember.

(The match actually just came out on DVD on the Cyanide: A Loving Tribute to Poison event and I encourage everyone to go out of their way to get this show! Not only does it have the aforementioned match with Tozawa but it also has an opening match featuring the debuting Willie Mack against Peter Avalon that was tons of fun, two crazy tag matches in the Young Bucks vs the Fighting Taylor Boys and the Cutler Bros vs the RockNES Monsters and an excellent main-event tag team championship match with the champions, Paul London and the retarded waste of space masked disease vs the Kings Of Wrestling. Please visit www.prowrestlingguerrilla.com to get this, you won't regret it.

Don't download it illegally because I guarantee you'll regret that when you die and get to hell, which just so happens to be my basement)


Then came my last ROH weekend. The first night was a real treat. I got team with my idol Steve Corino one last time. And it was against my favorite opponents, the Briscoes.

I had a blast in there with all those guys and I'm glad I got to work with all of them one last time in ROH before my departure. The next night should have been a crowning moment, the culmination of something I had worked for all year, put everything I had into. I had been obsessing over that night for over a year. But it didn't end quite the way I thought it would. We did have a great match like I thought we would. The fans were all very into our story, like I thought they would be. But I didn't think the walk back to the locker room after the match would be my last one.


Following Final Battle, I had a couple of interviews to do. One with Alan Counihan for the Dr. Keith radio show that I really enjoyed doing. Alan was a great person to talk to and the hour and half flew by. Most of all, however, everyone who commented on the interview enjoyed it and I'm glad my story entertained them. I had another interview with PowerSlam magazine with a fellow named Fin Martin which was also very enjoyable. A quote from the interview actually came out on various websites last week regarding a claim I made about TNA. I'll probably comment on that whole thing at some point, since I have received quite a few e-mails and text messages about it and people seem a little confused over what I meant to say. Keep an eye (or ear) out for that soon.

Through all of this, I was wondering where do I go from here? Talking about my career at length with these guys made me realize that I had accomplished everything I set out to do, except for winning the ROH World Title. Maybe taking an extended break would be a good idea?

My entire January schedule revolved around shows in Montreal, Quebec City or Ottawa, all less than 2 hours from my home. That means I got to spend time with my son and wife which I don't get to do as much as I wish and man, that's by far the best part of not having such a busy wrestling schedule. The shows themselves went very well.
C*4 Wrestling, the promotion I wrote about in my last column, ran two shows in as many weeks, one in Montreal and one in Ottawa and I can honestly say that after the second one, I could tell myself for the first time in quite a while that I loved wrestling. The stuff I'm doing over there with Jimmy Jacobs and this up-and-comer named Mike Bailey has people going crazy and is just so much fun to be a part of. Both shows should be available on DVD soon and I hope some people decide to check them out.

The end of January saw me fly to California for PWG's show as part of the second Wrestlereunion. This was my first, true big test since Final Battle. A match on a big stage, with a sold-out crowd to witness it live, and a lot of people that would see it on DVD after. And it was against one of the best wrestlers in the world currently, Chris Hero. I always get very nervous when I wrestle Chris, not sure why. But it might have been even worse in this particular case, since it was my first high profile match since my ROH departure. We ended up having a really good match. A lot of people noticed Chris and I had a bit of a talk following the match and have asked me what was said. Well, the exact words will stay between Chris and I but I will say this, I'll always be grateful for those few words and keeping them in mind since then has helped me greatly.

February has been pretty quiet so far but that's not bad considering I'm heading into a tag team tournament with Akira Tozawa as my partner. Suffice to say I'll need all the rest I can get. Actually, last weekend wasn't that quiet, now that I think about it. My turn on fan favorite Pee Wee in Quebec City's NSPW led to the crowd throwing empty bottles, full bottles, chains and one particularly tough guy threw a chair at me. When I caught it and jumped over the guardrail, he promptly ran right out the door. My night wasn't over though. When I turned around to head back to the locker room I was met with a slap to the face by a woman who looked to be about 50 and was absolutely seething with rage. She turned out to be Pee Wee's mother. My advice for her to start saving up for her son's funeral didn't seem to make her feel much better so I decided to tell her the same thing her dear son tells everyone all the time...keep on smiling!


Well, that's about it for what my wrestling career has been like since leaving ROH. For those of you who've asked me what I was up to, well, there you have it.


I'll try to update the website more often but I can't promise anything. Keep checking back though!

Kevin

P.S. I miss my friend Steve.

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Alex


This is the second time in two weeks I write something like this and I really hope it's the last time for a long, long time.

Everyone was shocked and saddened by the passing of Alex Whybrow, better known to the wrestling world as ''Sweet N' Sour'' Larry Sweeney.

A lot of people I consider myself close to were very good friends with Sweeney. I, unfortunately, can't make that claim. Those guys were lucky enough, throughout all the years they spent on the road and in the ring with him, to collect hundreds of memories of Sweeney that they will now look back on forever. I can't say I had such luck. Larry and I were friends, at one point. Seeing him was always a pleasure and we'd always spend a few minutes bullshitting about whatever was on our mind but we never hung out extensively.

When I heard about his death, I was immediately brought back to one specific moment, my favourite memory of Alex. While it may not be as touching or memorable as the memories his good, close friends have of him, this is something I will always get to hold on to and smile as I look back on the short time I got to spend with him.

It was in March 2008. ROH had a Friday night show in St. Louis, followed by a Saturday night event in Indianapolis. I remember having a particularly rough time on the Friday because when I left home to catch my flight that morning, my son, who was only 3 months old at the time, was very sick and having to leave him and my wife in that state was quite a struggle. I ended up calling home about a hundred times that day and every time, the updates were never good. Nothing that day put me in a good mood or made me smile, I was just miserable...until I got to witness something that still makes me laugh out loud to this day. Adam Pearce had an idea for a promo involving Sweeney and Ric Flair, who was appearing in ROH for the first time. I don't remember who was there to witness this, I know Hero, Hagadorn, Generico and Adam were there for sure.

There may have been a few others but not many.


The promo started with Super Agent Sweeney on the phone, in the midst of an important, deal-making call when Ric Flair walked past him, talking on the phone as well. As they passed each other, their eyes locked and they both closed their flip phones at the EXACT same time while staring at each other intensely. Then they both threw off their sports jacket, again at the exact same time, almost like mirror images of each other. They then proceeded to have a ''Whoo'' exchange and strutting contest that had all of us in tears.

I can't do justice to how incredible that promo was. For some reason, I don't think it's ever been used by ROH. Unless I completely missed it, I checked and it's not on the DVD of that event and it was never put on a videowire either.

Maybe someone in ROH can try and look for it...I don't know if they even keep footage of the past events that doesn't end up getting used.

All I know is I was lucky enough to see a moment that I'm sure meant the world to Alex.

And the smile on his face after was enough to take me out of my slump for that day. I will never forget that moment because to me, it defined perfectly the Sweeney I knew and loved. He loved to performed and could do it as good as anyone in wrestling, even a legend like Ric Flair.


And that's the Alex I will always remember...
12 Large brother!
Sweet N' Sour Forever...
Goodbye Alex.

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Phrank


A little over a week ago, a truly amazing person was taken from this world way too young.

It's had to comprehend, how in this day and age, a young man of only 23 years could be attacked by such an aggressive, unstoppable monster. That monster was cancer.

I'll never forget seeing my buddies Player Uno and Stupefied with their head shaved, back in January. It was out of the ordinary as they had always had hair in the past. I asked them, with a smile, why the trim job.

Uno just looked up at me with and said something that chilled me to the bones, ''Phrank's got cancer.''

Phrank was Francois Morin's nickname. Some of you may only know him as the loveable hobo from Inter Species Wrestling, Stinky the Homeless Guy.

Why was his nickname spelled with Ph instead of an F? I don't know...

To tell you all the truth, I don't know nearly enough about Phrank...I really wish I knew more. I wish I had known him better. I knew him for years but never really have the chance to get to know him well.

But I know this: I never heard a single bad word about him from anyone. His best friend, Player Uno, spoke highly of him anytime his name would come up.

I know one thing about Phrank that is absolutely undeniable. He was a kind person and he loved life. One of the best examples of his good heart is easy to find for me...it's simply the way he always treated me.

I'm not the most sociable person. Anyone who knows me will tell you that. I have a lot of friends in wrestling but they all accept me the way I am. I don't talk much and I rarely go out of my way to speak to people. Yet, every single time we would end up at the same place, no matter how long it had been since we'd seen each other, I would feel a tap on my shoulder and when I looked up or turned around to see who is was, I'd be met with a huge grin and a heartwarming ''Hey man!''

Not a little handshake or a discrete nod...He would go out of his way to welcome me and talk for a while. He'd ask about my wife and my son even if he'd only seen them once or twice and he wasn't just asking because that's what people do. He asked because he cared. He listened, smiled and really cared.

That was Phrank. That's the memory I will always carry with me when I think of him.

Some people come into your life, are in it for a very long time and barely have any effect on you...but some people end up only being here for a short while, yet they leave a lasting impression and you remember them forever.

I will remember Phrank forever...

Dude, you are the best friend I never had the chance to have and you will be missed.
Here's a link to an article written by Michael Ryan, in tribute to Phrank:

http://slam.canoe.ca/Slam/Wrestling/2011/04/07/17910576.html

Here are some words from Mark Pollesel, the owner of C*4 wrestling in Ottawa, where
Phrank wrestled as Bash Bison. He was good friend:

I wanted to take a moment to acknowledge the death of a great person, a friend, and a popular member of the C*4 and ISW families, Phrank Morin.

Phrank, age 23, was better known as Stinky the Homeless Guy, as well as Bash Bison, to all of you fans.

For the last several months, Phrank was battling an aggressive form of cancer, which had come upon him suddenly late last year. His friends and family stood with him the whole way. And in turn, he kept a brave and smiling face, and kept those around him comforted with his one of a kind sense of humor.

To know Phrank was to love him. On Friday when he passed, he did so with the love of countless people, who carried him and his battle in their hearts.

I hope all of our fans take a moment to remember the outstanding performer that Phrank was. And to all his friends to continue to remember the great person he was.
I miss you Phrank, and so do the wrestlers and staff of the promotions you worked for.

You gave us all something to smile about every time you stepped into the ring, whether it be as Kid Supreme, Stinky the Homeless Guys, Bash Bison, Big Van Voltage, or whichever member of the illustrious FireMask family was debuting next.


Rest in peace, and in the love of everybody you left behind.

And here's a few memories shared by another one of Phrank's close friend, Mike Rotch, one of the owners of Inter Species Wrestling:

I first met Phrank when he was a 14 year old kid, skinny with shaggy bleached hair. He was training at the local wrestling promotion's wrestling school - and my friends and I were looking for a filming gig. He was nice. Spoke very little English, and I made jokes about how he kinda resembled French actor Gerard Depardieu.

Every time I saw him, he greeted me with a smile. Something he'd become known for.
We became better friends one night while attending a fellow wrestling school student's wedding reception. It was boring. Just really, really boring. I was sitting around with a few of the guys - including Phrank - and we were just absolutely bored to tears. I mentioned that a friend of mine was having a party that night, and I was missing it. A party where he was known to smoke and grill tons of meat - and people would just eat, drink, and party.

We ditched the reception, and drove from Gatineau, Quebec to Ottawa's west end - and hit up the party.

To put myself over for a second (I promise, it's to further the story) - I was known amongst my party friends for my ability to slam beers faster than anyone else they knew. I was dubbed the "Ottawa drinking champion" at another party - and there's actually a championship belt out there somewhere. 

Anyway - upon our arrival, I was handed bottles of beer - and asked to slam 'em. I popped the caps off, and down they went. Downed 3 in a row, in about 8 seconds. My friends cheered - as Phrank looked on in amazement. He had never seen anything like that before. He put his hand on my shoulder - I looked at him - and he, in his slowly improving English asked "Mike...will you be my papa?"

I accepted, and with that - I was a 21 year old man with a 14 year old son. Later that night, another of the young students became my son, too.

Phrank was an incredible artist - and he drew this picture of our "family" a little while after that night.

I have many, many memories of Phrank - from filming him dancing all over malls in Ottawa for no reason - to arriving at his apartment one night, to see that he'd spraypainted the word "POO" all over the place out of drunken boredom. There's one that has me laughing every time I think about it, though.

Canada Day (July 1) 2007 - I had a huge party. Basically, the entire Inter Species Wrestling, C*4, and IWS rosters were in attendance. Just a really good time, where food and drink were consumed - and people were powerbombed and German suplexed into a kiddie pool. The party was great, and I have many fond memories of that day - but as I mentioned - one makes me laugh every time.

Late at night, the party was winding down. It was dark outside, and the mosquitoes were out in full force - so we decided to take the party indoors. There was karaoke and a little guitar hero - but Phrank's time was spent play fighting with my little brother and his friends. They were about 6 at the time. At one point, they decided they needed more room to fight - so they went out front.

About 10 minutes later - the kids came back into the house laughing. Phrank followed - his hair messy, his clothes grass-stained, and footprints all over his face. Dirty shoe footprints, as if the kids actually beat him up - covering his face - which, like always, had a smile plastered on it.

That's my favourite Phrank story.

As I said before - one of the greatest people I'll ever know. I just wish that more of you had a chance to meet him.

That's all I've got for now.

-Mike

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Q&A Part One (if Part Two exists, I haven't found it yet - RAD)

Q. Considering Quebec wrestling's state, what is your take on what is wrong with it, and what should be done to bring it's popularity back From YouTube User:smumdax

A. I think every Quebec wrestling company should start booking me for seminars, several times. I did one in GEW recently and it was great! *wink*
The popularity of Quebec wrestling will never be back, simply because times have changed and too much has happened to make wrestling seem like a gigantic joke, from the people involved to the unbelievable amount of ''promotions'' that would start up with the same wrestlers in the same city and draw 30 people every show, yet passed themselves up as serious wrestling companies.
There's nothing to be done to make this better.

Q. How much Japanese do you know? Can you teach us any? From YouTube User:ajdisdaman

A. I know none. I can still teach you some but it will be made up and if you use it in Japan, people will not understand you.

Q. Throughout your career, who has been your favourite person to work with and who do you consider to be the best worker that you've been in the ring with? From YouTube User: ciaranoid

A. I have so many guys that I love being in the ring with but I think the Briscoes are at the top of my list. Just amazing dudes to work with and they always bring out the best in me. As far as the best worker I've ever been in the ring with, that honor is divided between Steve Corino and CIMA of Dragon Gate.

Q. Kevin, where do you see yourself in 5 Years time? Will you still be wrestling then? From YouTube User: TheSuperPlex1001

A. I certainly hope so. But I can't tell where or if I will be for sure. The only place I see myself at in 5 years is home with my family.

Q. Smoked meat or poutine? From YouTube User: KaceCC2

A. Poutine hands down.

Q. Hey Kevin, I was wondering... How in the blue hell do people survive the turnbuckle Steenalizer?!! From YouTube User: KreatorOfEvile/Also Via Email

A. I don't know. You could ask Adam Cole, Mike Bailey or Johnny Yuma. They were the three latest victims of it and they're all still walking around from what I can tell.

Q. What are you thoughts on John Zandig and CZW? I know Zandig doesn't run it anymore, but he paid you out in his shoot interview. From Rob Love Via Email

A. I have no idea what CZW is like now. Can't be too bad considering the Briscoes are back there I think. As far as Zandig goes, I don't want to say too much for two reasons. One, I'm aware of the tragedy his family has suffered recently with his son passing away, and two, I believe I am soon recording an Art of Wrestling podcast with my buddy Colt and I think the Zandig stuff will be part of it.

Q. How do Gaijins and Puroresu wrestlers call matches if they don't speak each others' language? I know you have limited experience in Puro, but I was hoping you would answer this question. From YouTube User: KreatorOfEvile/Also Via Email

A. Wrestling is kind of a universal language. Every wrestler in the world, at least all the ones I've met, know what the names of moves and holds are in English. Sometimes the communication can be a bit tricky but we always figure it out.

Q. Do you ever give out receipts to other wrestlers when they stiff you? If so, then who? Super Dragon comes first to my mind :P From YouTube User: KreatorOfEvile/Also Via Email

A. Yes, I do. It's pretty easy to spot me doing so because when I do, I apparently have a tendency of getting a crazy look and my tongue comes out through my teeth when I'm about to hit...at least that's what I've been told. As far as Super Dragon is concerned, I wouldn't say I've ever given him a receipt simply because we always beat the living shit out of each other when we wrestle. But he is the man I credit for showing me that hitting hard in the ring is not something negative. The first time I took a forearm from him, my eyesight got blurry and it rattled my brain...and for some reason, I loved it.

Q. Has weight been a problem for you in the ring, since your a hard hitting person does it take a toll on your body? From YouTube User: brianverrett

A. Absolutely.


Q. How come you are so AWESOME?!
From YouTube User: xShineyxDiverx

A. Because I'm the Miz.

Q. What jobs (if any) did you have before wrestling and do you have a job to support your wrestling income? From Ben Baxter Via Email

A. I used to work at a gas station for a long time. I quit because I was able to make a living off wrestling. Now I do have another job, at a warehouse, which I enjoy quite a bit. I have a family that depends on me and as good a living as I get to make from wrestling, you can never have too much money when you have a little dude in the house constantly eating and breaking stuff on a daily basis.

Q. You've used Linkin Park (One Step Closer) and Drowning Pool (Tear Away) as entrance music, do you still follow either band, if so what do you think of them now? From Clive Gray Via Email

A. I don't follow either. I haven't heard any new Drowning Pool song in years and the new Linkin Park stuff I've heard, while catchy, doesn't appeal to me much at all.

Q. What was one of your worst moments in wrestling? From YouTube User: dietfreeman42718

A. Two come to mind. One was right after a match I had with Nigel McGuiness in Chicago for the ROH title in 2008. We had a pretty good match, I think, yet the crowd never got into it much at all. Then I found out that I was incredibly underpaid compared to what other guys were making (something that was rectified quite quickly) and on top of that, I had major back pain and I had no idea what was causing it. I came as close as I ever did that night to quitting wrestling.

The other is walking out of the Manhattan Center after Final Battle knowing I was done with ROH. That fucking sucked, plain and simple.

Q. Do you like to do Big Shows(ROH) or Smaller Shows(PWG)? From YouTube User: dietfreeman42718

A. I don't consider PWG shows smaller than ROH. The number of people doesn't dictate what is a big show to me. The PWG fans, no matter if there's 100 of them or 500 of them, are always insane and ready for a good time. Every time I'm in a PWG ring, I feel like it's a big show. Same for ROH. Smaller shows, to me, are local shows like C*4 and NSPW. But I don't wrestle any differently. I really don't. I bust my ass everywhere because people paid to come in and see good wrestling. I'll try to measure the crowd to figure out what I need to do to make them happy and sometimes, I may end up doing a whole lot less in the ring than I would in ROH or PWG but I always do everything I can to give the crowd a good show.
What's that? Yes, yes I am a great person. Thank you!

Q. What was one of the hardest things for you to learn when you started training for wrestling? From YouTube User: dietfreeman42718

A. That's a good question. I always hard a real hard time giving dudes a fireman's carry. I also don't have a great hip-toss. I feel awkward doing it. Which is why I never do either.

Q. How did you get into PWG? From YouTube User: dietfreeman42718

A. I used a magical key I found in a goat's tummy...........
Super Dragon saw the IWS 4-way in CZW and the next week, we saw him again in JAPW and somehow ended up in his room. It was quite an unusual situation, especially since he had a reputation of being a loner and an asshole. Here we were, a bunch of strangers in his room, hanging out with him. The rest is history. He liked Generico and I's work so he brought us in to work one match, for a one time thing. We got over, I got especially over, and about 8 months later I was the motherfucking champ!

Q. Dear Kevin, I recently watched ROH Salvation. After the Main Event there was a backstage vignette where you talked about Tyler Black to who-I-presume-was Steve Corino over the phone about how you "saw it in his eyes", how he'd "changed" and how you'd "got him".

It has been driving me insane ever since - no pun intended - and has filled my head with questions... Were you planning something more with Tyler? If so, what were those plans? How did your cryptic words on the phone, and on the ensuing ROH Video Wires (in one you talked about you and Tyler now shared blood, in another you implied that him keeping the belt past Glory by Honor - and thus bringing it to WWE -was a focal point) play into them & foreshadow events? Was it intended to bleed into your *ahem* problems with El Generico at the time? From Phillip Wright via Email

A. When we did the match, we didn't know what was going to happen with Tyler. He had WWE and TNA calling and ROH was trying to re-sign him as well. He was taking time to think things over and this is when Adam was still in control. I had a lot of room with Adam to do things I felt were a good idea, even if there was no real plan to go anywhere with them. He would let me try stuff out and if something came out of it, then we could run with it. This was the same with Tyler. I was personally hoping that my feud with Tyler would last a lot longer than it did, or even better, Tyler would eventually turn and join us. But my ultimate goal was for Tyler to credit Steve and I for talking him into going to WWE, saying we motivated him to dream bigger and achieve his destiny...only for us to brag about having kicked out the one person who could have stopped us by getting inside of his head and making him think it was a great idea for him to leave.

It didn't pan out at all because it wasn't something the new management wanted to pursure and that's fine but that was my idea. I always wanted to make my feud with Tyler about something completely different than what other wrestling feuds usually are. I didn't hate Tyler. I loved him. I thought he was amazing wrestler and he was heading down the wrong path by trying to make the fans happy when they had turned on him immediately after he'd won the belt. I wanted to help Tyler realize what he was, which was the best damn wrestler in the world. I wanted to offer him the chance to beat me so that he could understand what he was...indestructible.

That was my whole thing with the Tyler feud and the reasoning behind every promo we did leading up to it.

Thanks to everyone who sent in questions. One little thing before I take off, I get asked daily, literally, about shirts. The answer is this: I don't have any for sale currently. I am hoping to re-stock the Mr. Wrestling shirts soon and they will be available here when I do. As far as the Generico head shirt, it was an ROH shirt. If you wish to get one, you'd have to contact them but last I heard, they had sold out. Thank you all!

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C4

A few years ago a friend of mine came to me with a vision. He wanted to run some shows in his hometown of Ottawa. Nothing big, just a little place for the people in the area to be able to see wrestling again and something for him to be proud of, as a wrestling fan.

His name is Mark. He had tried running in conjunction with the IWS in Ottawa before but the experience was not a very good one, especially when the venue told him and IWS owner Manny they would never be allowed back there again due to a certain wrestler acting erratic and scaring people. Jeez, I wonder who that could have been...

Anyways, a few years went by and Mark was still talking about starting up something of his own. In 2007, he finally did it. He set a date, came up with a name and announced that Capital City Championship Combat, C*4, would hold its first event in November of that year.

I wasn't originally scheduled to be part of that first event because my son Owen was set to be born any day at that point but when I heard Eddie Kingston had to pull out of the show, I couldn't help but offer up my services to Mark as a suitable replacement. Mark took me up on it and the first main-event in C*4 history was set, Kevin Steen & Max Boyer vs Hallowicked and MVP. No, not the recently released, internationally-bound, no-longer-allowed-to-use-that-name MVP but the Ontario independant stand-out Michael Von Payton MVP, who had that moniker way before Antonio Banks, by the way.

That first main-event was held in a horrible six-sided ring, I remember. I fractured my elbow in that match by doing a frog splash off the guardrail to the floor and I still to this day have bone spurs floating around in there.

After that first show, Mark booked a few more dates at the venue he had found. He didn't seem too sure how long he'd run for or how successful he would be but he seemed happy just to be able to bring good wrestling back to Ottawa on a regular basis.

It's now 3 years later and C*4 is still going strong. It doesn't have the best venue, the nicest set-up, the best ring or a huge budget but what it does have is a bunch of guys in the locker room who believe in and love wrestling, loyal fans who come out every show to support their favorite company, and an owner who has one goal in mind: at the end of every show, everyone, from fans to wrestlers, go home happy. Mark is very successful in that aspect.

I'm not sure how the company does financially. I know it does well enough that Mark isn't running ''going out of business'' sales every 2 months to get sympathy and move merch quicker. I know Mark doesn't have to tell his wrestlers he's going to make up for the money they are missing out on at the next show or work at Taco Bell. And it's doing well enough to have some very good independent wrestlers on every show, in addition to the good local talent from the Ottawa area.

Guys like Sonjay Dutt, Hallowicked, Petey Williams, Colin Delaney, Kyoshi, Claudio Castagnoli, Cheech, Cloudy, Jimmy Jacobs, Eddie Edwards, Brodie Lee and many others have all taken part in a show or two in the past. Guys like myself, Tyson Dux, Player Uno, 2.0, Beef Wellington, Sexxxy Eddy, Twiggy, Stupefied, Michael Elgin, El Generico and others are all part of the regular roster.

The reason I chose to write about C*4 for my second column here isn't to kiss up to Mark, although it sure doesn't hurt my standing! The reason I am writing about this is because I feel that C*4 is somewhat of a hidden secret to American wrestling fans and I think a lot of you out there would enjoy the stuff C*4 is putting out quite a bit. I want to try and get the word out and help C*4 get the recognition it deserves.

In the end, all I want to say is if you're wrestling fan and you enjoy ROH, PWG, Chikara or anything like that, if you enjoy good, fun pro wrestling and you're looking for something new to take a look at, C*4 is as good a choice as any. Pick up a DVD or two and you'll see what I mean.

For those of you interested in seeing what C*4 has to offer, go to www.c4wrestling.com
I hope you all check it out!

Kevin

Kevin's Letters 2

Dear Wrestling,

I want to be a little clearer about why it's so important to me to save the letters and other writings Kevin Owens has given us.

First, they're part of how the story was told, and that makes them invaluable. That more than anything. The story of Kevin Steen and El Generico is my favorite story, so of course I have to make sure they're available.

Second, I'm a wannabe academic. I hate helicopter parents and meetings, or I'd probably be a real one. From that perspective, if I ever write a thesis about this stuff, I'll want these--or whoever writes that thesis will.

I tend to try to cover the depth of feeling I have for Sami and Kevin with jokes and irreverence and histrionic shouting, but that's not even a clever, believable lie. It's a "there's nothing behind you" lie, a lie that tells the truth.

In some cases, we know what we lost--the fact that we will probably never see the actual final moments between he and Generico in Ring of Honor is crushing. In others, it is somehow possible to find new/old treasures, stuff that was forgotten, never mentioned, never asked about in a shoot interview...
I never knew Kevin wrote columns for his website. It turns out he did, five of them.  

Here are three more letters I found. The first two letters are from the feud with Generico. The last is to promote a match at C*4, and as a new fan of Speedball Mike Bailey, I was tickled to see him mentioned.

There's a lot here. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

(All these were pulled from the archive of steenwrestling.com. I formatted them to be readable, since what was left on the archive was a mess.)

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Dear Colt,

I’m sorry. I really am. Steve is, too. We know the last year has been hell. And we also know that you probable think we were the reason for that. But I know that deep down inside, you know the truth. You know the reason why you were put through so much. You know the reason why you had to fight like a mad man and wage vicious wars, enduring incredible mental anguish and physical pain for months and months. It’s because you chose to stick up for the wrong person.

Now, don’t be too quick to stop reading and just pass this letter off as just another mind game because it’s not. Steve gave you his word, after the I Quit match in Chicago, that it was over, and for you, it is. We’re not trying to upset you or get under your skin here. This is exactly what it looks like. An apology.

We are sorry for what we had to do to you. We are sorry for the pain we caused you because of him. Steve is sorry for carving you up with the fork. I’m sorry for putting that barbed wire bat against your face and trying to rip every inch of skin off. Steve is sorry for sticking his thumb…you know… I’m sorry for tasting the blood flowing from your head, I know that really got to you…

The bottom line here, Colt, is that we wouldn’t have done those things if you hadn’t been in his corner. I know what you must feel like now, having dedicated your entire year to making sure he was okay. Making sure we wouldn’t kill him. You put your own career on the backburner for the last 12 months to make sure his wouldn’t end and what has that gotten you? Nothing at all. Now you have to start from scratch and work your way up the ladder to get titles shots and important matches because you were too busy taking care of a nuisance that doesn’t even belong here.

I know what you feel like. I kept it inside me for three years. But you have to know, it’s normal to feel this way…it’s good. And we’re here for you.

We were good friends before all of this started. You were like a big brother to me. And now I hope that we can put all of this behind us and get back that relationship. After all, after licking your blood you’re practically a part of me. And I want to be able to call you my sweet, dear friend again.

We love you man!


Don’t forget it.

Sincerely,


Kevin and Steve

P.S. I attached a picture for you. Do you remember that day? It was your birthday, Colt, in 2006. Mine was the next day… We went to L.A. to celebrate, hung out on the beach…Great times but imagine if the third person on that picture wasn’t the waste of space we all know. Imagine if it actually had been Steve! That’s the way it should have been...

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The second I heard it, I got a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I will never forget. So many things went through my mind...how could I end up in this situation? What can I do to fix it? Is it too late to change things? And most of all...how could I live without Ring of Honor?

All I wanted from the beginning of my wrestling career was to make an impact on as many people as I could and work for a company I would be proud to call home. Many promotions helped me achieve but in the past few years, my entire career was consumed by Ring of Honor. When my son was born I had to make some very tough choices and I had to reduce my schedule with wrestling companies that were very close to my heart but I chose to remain with ROH through it all, as difficult as it was, because that's where I felt I belonged.

But I made decisions over the course of those four years that greatly impacted several people. And a lot of them might never forgive me for those decisions.
I can't bring myself to list everyone I hurt and every bad choice I made. It would be counter-productive anyway. What I want to do is look to the future and make things right.

I've stayed in touch with the ROH product. I've read the results from the shows, watched the videowires. I even bought the iPPV's. And every time I'd watch, I would see exactly what I expected. The best wrestling in the world put on by the hardest working crew in the business.

But there's one thing I'd see that I did NOT expect at all. Steve Corino, standing in the ring, apologizing for his actions of the last year. A humbled Steve Corino, offering to help the up-and-coming talent. A Steve Corino desperate to make up for past mistakes, standing up for what's right.

I'll be honest, that blew me away. And what blew me away even more is the way the fans forgave him. They welcomed his new ways and accepted him with open arms. Seeing all this helped me come to a realization...I had to do the same.

I've wanted to send this letter for a long time but I never gathered the strength I needed to do it. Until now...

This past week has seen Steve Corino, my idol, ask for help from me. It has seen ROH officials declare that I am not welcome in New York City on Sunday. I really can't blame them for that.

But what I can do is ask for a chance to show them who I am now. A chance to come make things right. A chance to help my friend.

Jim, Syd, Ross...I know the last year was very hard for the both of you, with all the changes the company went through. And I know that my erratic behavior certainly didn't help. I'm well aware of the legal trouble I got the company into a few times and that I am possibly responsible for Cary Silkin's decision to sell the company. I can't deny the fact that I was out for myself and that I put myself before the company at all times. However, what you guys can't deny is that as risky and out of control as I may have been, I still created more memorable moments in 2010 than anyone else. You can't deny that I poured my heart and soul into my work. You can't deny that I gave 100% of my mind to ROH...I almost lost my mind in the process.

But these months away have done me some good and seeing Steve, and now Jimmy, act the way they do has been very eye-opening for me. I, too, am a changed man. I'm in better shape, physically and mentally. And above all else,

I miss ROH. I miss the people. I miss the fans. I miss the rush. I'm not asking for a new contract. I'm not asking for the company to commit to having me on the shows. I'm not a fool. All I want is a chance to come in Sunday, stand by my friend and show you that I can be what this company has wanted me to be this whole time. We can see where to go from there after...

One thing is certain. I will be in New York on Sunday. What remains uncertain is if I'll be in the building to support Steve, or if I'll have to support him by simply waiting by his car and hope for the best for him.

I want to be in there though.

Steve wants it...and the fans want it too.

You have the power to let it happen.

Thank you,

See you Sunday...

Kevin


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Hello all.

 I feel like tomorrow night's C*4 event is a new beginning for me.

I heard the sound that signified my career in ROH was over and my heart sank. Actually, it felt more like it started bleeding.

I was with ROH for over four years. I saw a lot of people come and go. And I honestly never thought that eventually some of the newer guys would see me go...

After being knocked down the ladder of the title scene by Stup's victory over me last show (congratulations by the way), I feel like I need a new goal in the company.
And I have found it.
Over the course of the last few months I have started to give wrestling seminars around the local wrestling scene here in Montreal. It's my way of giving back to the wrestling world. I help whoever comes to the training to become a better, smarter wrestler and from what I hear, everyone thinks it helps them.

Those seminars have allowed me to meet and get to know some very good, young wrestlers that have the potential to go far, if given the chance. And I would like to help them achieve that.

That's why I requested to C*4 management that this Saturday, they allow me to give two of those young wrestlers I am talking about the chance to impress the C*4 fans and make a name for themselves here. But putting them against one another, in my mind, isn't enough.

It's one thing for two guys to have a good match. It's another for them to have a good match and manage to survive when they're in the same ring as one of the most sadistic, brutal and violent man to set foot in the squared circle in recent memory...me.

What I'm talking about is a 3-Way Dance between myself and the two competitors I chose to get this chance, Johnny Jack Spade and Urban Miles.

But, as most of you probably know already, there's already a 3-Way Dance planned for this Saturday's event. So, to make sure this doesn't get repetitive, I have asked C*4 to add another competitor to this match and they have accepted.

Just like Spade and Miles, he's also a young, hungry wrestler with something to prove. The difference between him and the other two, however, is that he has never attended one of my seminars, even if he could certainly learn a thing or ten from me.

I am, of course, talking about my little pal Mike Bailey. Good ol' Speedball. Or is it Spitball? 8-ball? Whatever.

So, there you have it folks. Tomorrow night, Four Corner showdown, first wrestler to get a pin or submission wins the match. This is the chance for Spade and Miles to make a strong, lasting impression on the best wrestling fans in Canada. It's a chance for me to hurt people, which I always appreciate. And it's a chance for Basketball to finally win a match...but that's a bit of a longshot.

See you all tomorrow night!

Oh, and Bailey...You might want to bring some bandages and stuff for your chest for after the match.

Just looking out for you bud...

So apparently, we can now confirm an unexpected match-up...

Kevin Steen's Invitational Four Corner Match

"Mr. Wrestling" Kevin Steen
Vs.
"Speedball" Mike Bailey
Vs.
Urban Miles
Vs.
Johnny Jack Spade

Monday, May 7, 2018

Kevin's Letters

Dear Wrestling,

Since it just came up, the reason I work to translate Kevin and Sami's interviews from French to English is that when I first started watching wrestling, and they completely took over my heart, I did what I always do: I started doing nearly obsessive research. Which, a lot of the fun is that hunt itself. I've always loved that.

However, as I started reading @Mithgif's essays and learning more about the feud between Kevin and Generico, I learned that he had occasionally written letters and posted them to the ROH forums. Well, says I, I know a goldmine when I see one. So I started looking.

To the best of my knowledge, there were six letters. I've been able to find four. I've saved them to my hard drive and then a couple other places as well, because it took *hours* and hours of searching old forums and wayback machine pages and at this point, this isn't fun, I just want to win.

80% is a B, right? I only have a date for one, and when Mith and I open the Steenerico Museum one day, I'm going to use that status to finish this. So here they are.

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Dear Colt,

You pushed and pushed. You couldn't just leave it alone. You couldn't just leave me alone.

Thanks to you and the wonderful ROH Video Wire crew, everyone saw what happened in LA. And after seeing it myself, I have decided to put my thoughts into words for you. I spoke out of anger and as I have been told several times in the past several weeks, that's not a good thing.

I wish I could have expressed myself in a more precise manner when we talked but your constant questioning and badgering brought me to a breaking point I had hoped I wouldn’t reach.

I know you have this intense need to understand why I did what I did to “him”. Quite frankly it seems more like it's bordering on an obsession at this point. But that’s not why I am writing this, Colt. As I mentioned during our ''chat", soon enough you will understand my actions from Final Battle quite well.

What I really want to write about is this friendship, this bond between us all that you keep mentioning.

I suppose at a certain point we really were friends, weren't we? I can remember some good, maybe even great times. But Colt, life isn't really measured by positive moments, is it? Nobody remembers good things as well as they remember wars and tragedies. It appears I am the same way. When I look back over our time as friends, the negative drastically outshines the positive.

Ever since I, as you call it, turned my back on our "friend", you have questioned my character.

But I have questions for you too. What kind of friend constantly belittles another?

Before you signed your precious contract, your nickname for me wasn't "Kev" as it has since become. I seem to clearly remember you calling me anything from "fatboy" to "moron" on a daily basis. And I know what you and everyone else will think; I did the same kind of thing to “him”.

Well, there is a big difference there. I was forced into a friendship with “him” from the start. I was pushed into having to travel, wrestle and team with “him” for 6 years. I never asked to be his friend nor did I ever want to be. I was never given a damn choice.

You, however, were. I never asked you to be my friend. It just kind of happened. But I never kidded myself. I always knew we were more "friends by default'' than anything else. You were his buddy and since he couldn't seem to function without having me around, I was always tagging along.

I know you'll deny this so I have another question for you and this is one that has been eating away at me for years.

If we were such good friends, then where were you when your good buddy Punk was screaming at me, trying to humiliate me in front of the entire locker room in Boston a few years ago?

Actually, I remember exactly where you were. You were sitting just a few feet from the whole incident, just looking on, not saying or doing a damn thing. I was just coming into ROH at that point, just hoping for an opportunity, trying not to make any waves and you could have helped me that day.

But you just sat there. And I will never forget that.

But now I have found the help I needed. You see, Steve Corino has been a friend from the very moment we met. He saw something in me and has been trying to help me reach my full potential from the beginning. He was even responsible for helping me go to Japan for the first time with Zero One, which ironically enough, he did for you as well. And look where we are now. Steve and I stand side-by-side climbing the ladder together while you take every chance you get to question our integrity while trying to cheer up your masked charity case.

And now we are two short days away from facing each other in a match. I never wanted it to come to this but it now appears there is no other way. The best part of it all though, is that it’s all going to take place in New York City.

I know you lived one of the greatest moments of your career in New York when you made your ROH return a little under a year ago to one of the loudest, most intense, and thrilling reactions from a crowd that I have ever seen.

And it is ironic considering it was also the stage for one the lowest points of my own career, Ladder War 2. But I don't mean losing the match. Of course I wish we had been victorious that night, and things probably would have ended up very differently if we had been.

What I’m talking about is the New York City crowd turning their backs on me and chanting Eddie Edwards' name, cheering his every move. This is the same man who went at great lengths to injure not only myself but their pathetic masked hero as well, and none of these people seemed to remember that. All they saw was how courageous little Ed-Ed was for fighting with a broken elbow.

Even now as I type this, I feel sick to my stomach remembering what I felt that night as the entire crowd cheered him to victory. With everything he and Richards had done to me and “him”, Eddie Edwards surely deserved to get his arm ripped off, let alone broken.

I should have been the hero. I should have been the one whose name they were all chanting. It should have been me. But it wasn’t.

You know, Colt, the more I think about it, the more conflicted I am about this Saturday.

On one hand, I can't wait to be able to stick it to those pathetic excuses for wrestling fans by destroying one of their most beloved favorites. I can't wait to finally shut you up and give you what you deserve for being such a bad friend to me all these years.

But on the other hand, I still care for you. I never wanted us to fight. But I guess we are past the point of no return now.

Colt, just do me one favor. Just remember one very important thing. When we face each other this Saturday, please know that I don't want to hurt you.

But I will.

I love you.

Kevin

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07-02-2011

The second I heard it, I got a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I will never forget.

So many things went through my mind...how could I end up in this situation? What can I do to fix it? Is it too late to change things? And most of all...how could I live without Ring Of Honor?

I heard the sound that signified my career in ROH was over and my heart sank. Actually, it felt more like it started bleeding.

You have all figured out by now that the sound I'm talking about is the referee coutning to 3 as Generico is pinning me for the victory at Final Battle. But many people thought that feeling in the pit of my stomach was regret...but as I showed everyone at the iPPV, it wasn't.

I spent 6 long months trying to get rid of that feeling...the feeling of undeniable rage and betrayal that festered inside of me ever since that phone call. Remember that call Jimmy? The one where you told me back in October that if Generico and I didn't stop this war immediately, one of us would have to go? I told you there was no way you'd have the guts to get rid of one of us and the next week, I decided to call your bluff and lay out the challenge for Final Battle.

I expected you to lose your fucking mind after I did it and I was right. You did. What I wasn't right about is the fact that you'd beg me to reconsider. I'll admit it, on that one, I was way off. I realized pretty quickly that you weren't going to be manipulated like everyone else I dealt with. You made the match official and it got quite clear quite quickly who you and every other ROH ''official'' were rooting for.

The match was 2 months away and I could already see all of you plan for ROH without Kevin Steen. It made me sick. I knew there was no way I could win this thing. Regardless of how the match went you'd just screw me over if you had to. You couldn't have me running around beating the shit out of everyone and licking people's blood when you were negociating with that nice big corporation that wanted to buy the company, which would ensure that the almighty Jim Cornette would always have a job in ROH and still matter in the wrestling world.

I really tried to let go of that anger but nothing I did helped. The closest thing to relief was when I got to compete in a PWG ring. But even that was bittersweet because after every match, people would come up to me and say ''How are you not in ROH anymore?''

Then I saw what they made Steve do...and that was the straw that broke the camel's back. Steve Corino is the best. My idol. He is an exemple for everyone that wants to leave a mark on this industry. He's one of the guys I watched as an aspiring wrestler that made me say ''I want to be like that guy!''

Of course, that was before he sold his soul for that company. That was before Steve Corino made the decision to cut his own balls off so that he could stay in ROH.

Steve Corino is a fucking legend and instead of embracing that, he turned himself into a apologetic, self-deprecating, pathetic shell of what he really is.

Steve used to come to the ring and beat the shit out of people. He used to come to the ring, bleed buckets and make people bleed. Now he comes to the ring wearing hockey jerseys and says he's sorry so that fans applaud him. He wants to help the younger generation. He tries to make buddy-buddy with a fucking lumberjack. What kind of bullshit is that?

Where's the Steve Corino that would take a fork and cut people open? Where's the Steve Corino who pushed me to get more sadistic and evil than I ever even knew I could? Where's Steve Corino, King of Old School?

I don't know whether he genuinely believes this shit or whether he's doing it to kiss ROH's ass but I'll say this, FUCK him for demeaning himself and FUCK ROH for either LETTING him or FORCING him to do it! And as far as Jimmy Jacobs is concerned, I don't know him as well as I know Steve but it seems to me he got brainwashed into ripping his own balls off too. The unfortunate part is Steve made the mistake of thinking that he could change me as well. I actually can't believe that possibility even occured to him. Maybe Jacobs put that in his head?

All I know is this: Steve, you need to understand that I don't hate you. It's quite the opposite. You are still my idol. I still respect you more than anyone I've ever met in the wrestling business. I still think of you and Colby as family.

But I will never castrate myself in order to make ROH, Cary Silkin, Jim Cornette or you, happy. I am the monster I am and I will never change. My name is Kevin Steen and I am the Antichrist of pro wrestling. I don't need to drink or do drugs to be who I am. I am here to beat the fuck out of people and create as much chaos, pain and mayhem as I can and that's always going to be my purpose.

I waited for 6 months to get a chance to come out, stand in the middle of an ROH ring and scream to the world what I've been feeling and I finally got to do it at Best In The World. But I didn't do it just for me. I did it for a lot of people. I did it for the guys that gave years of their careers to ROH and got discared with no explanation like Necro Butcher, Austin Aries and Jimmy Rave. I did it for Gabe Sapolsky. I did it for my buddy Adam Pearce who poured his soul into that company before being thrown out like grabage. But most of all I did for myself, my wife and son, and for the old Steve Corino... the one that died in December when I got kicked out of the company.

There's so much more I want to write about here but I feel this has been long enough already so let me close this off with one last thing.

Jim Cornette, please remember this:

You cannot keep me out of ROH. You can swear on your mother's grave all you want...your mother's grave doesn't mean shit to me.

I will show up in ROH again, sooner or later. And when I do, it'll be with one goal in mind...

To bring the whole fucking company down, for good.

See you soon..

Love,

Kev

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In less than 48 hours, I'll be looking across the ring at someone I've admired for over a decade now, as we get ready to wage war on each other. I'll be looking at someone who I always considered a friend as he gets ready to referee the most important match of my life. I'll be looking ringside at someone who, as a kid, I used to watch on TV manage my favorite wrestlers like Davey Boy Smith and Owen Hart, never guessing that he'd one day try to ruin my career.

To say that the odds are against me is an understatement. But you know what? The odds have been stacked against me since the very beginning of my career. I never looked like someone who should be a wrestler. I never looked like an athlete. Yet I managed to work through those obstacles to become one of the most entertaining, unpredictable and appreciated wrestlers on the independent scene today. I have wrestled all over the world for many, many great promotions. What I am is a MUST-SEE attraction for any promotion I work for.

I thrive on being seen as an outcast and a nutcase. I thrive on having people try to sabotage my career because of how big of a threat I've become. I feed on all of that. So you can bet your ass I am absolutely thrilled about the way everything is shaping up for Final Battle.
Some of you might think, judging from my comments here and the comments I made in the last ROH Video Wire while hanging out in a kid's playground, that I am taking Friday night's battle lightly. Let me assure you, nothing is further from the truth.

''The most dangerous creation of any society is the man who has nothing to lose.''
- James Arthur Baldwin

I am confident. Not in my victory but in the fact that I will lay waste to several people, cause mayhem and chaos as only I can and finally bring back to ROH an aura of danger and imminent disaster that has been missing for too long now.

I do hope to walk out victorious. But I'm not going to be the guy that walks around saying ''when, not if, I win'' because the man I'm facing on Friday is Steve Fucking Corino. And until recently, I thought that man I was facing was nothing but a shell of the one I looked up to as I came up in the wrestling world. But last month in Chicago, and ever since then, I've noticed something in Steve's eye that had been missing since last year's Final Battle. I see glimmers of fear. I see glimmers of hate. I see glimmers of Evil.

Steve has been claiming that it will be the Corino of old fighting me in NYC. The one who bled buckets, sold out the Hammerstein Ballroom and fought as dirty as he could until he had nothing left to give. If that's true...if that's really the Corino that shows up in NYC -and I hope it is- then I can't be sure of my victory. But you can all be sure of one thing...

Violence is coming back to ROH in a huge way at Final Battle.

Let me end with this...

Steve, you wrote that 10 years ago, you were walking into the Hammerstein as the 27 year old ECW World Heavyweight Champion. And 10 years ago, I was sitting at home watching you do it with admiration in my eyes.

This time, however, I'm the one walking into Hammerstein at 27 years old. But I don't have a title to defend...yet. No. After everything I have been through with this company. I'm actually walking in with absolutely nothing to lose anymore.

And you know what they say about a man who's got nothing to lose...

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Gabe, one thing you should know about me is I don't like talking on the phone. So that ''talk'' you want to have is going to have to wait until July 26th when I get to the building.

Also, you say you spoke to some of my friends and they told you I wasn't ''in the right frame of mind.'' That in itself is comical since I only have one friend left and I highly doubt you had a chat with Franky The Mobster. As far as my frame of mind goes...people have been calling me crazy for a year and a half, yet I feel nothing but complete and absolute serenity. I am of sound mind, body and soul and pro wrestling is my therapy.

The last 6 months have been torture for me. But that all ended on June 26th when I stood in an ROH ring and told them to go fuck themselves. And Gabe, it occured to me when I read your ''invitation'' that I had so much fun the last time I was in NYC that I was due for another trip there. And what better time than exactly one month later, July 26th? And what better place than EVOLVE?

I realize that you didn't mean what you said when you invited me to the show, my friend, I do. But you should have known better. What you did put an idea in my head and now that idea has been consuming me for days and now there is no denying it. I have to do this... By showing up at EVOLVE I get to achieve two things: I get to help one of ROH's rivals make some money and get more attention. I get to piss off those lovely ROH officials by helping a promotion they never thought I'd show up in. I get to make the EVOLVE show on July 26th a MUST-SEE event!

And almost as good as all that, I get to walk up to you, Gabester, and say ''Be careful what you wish for!'' Did you really think you could call me out like you did and get away with it?! Gabe, you really should have known better bud! Now you got Kevin Steen...the Antichrist of pro wrestling.

Oh and Gabe, one last thing. You know, all of those nice rules EVOLVE has? All that stuff about terms and regulations and missions...that's really cute...but it's not really for me... See you on the 26th.

 Kevin

Kevin Owens Celebrates his 34th Birthday at RAW, His Second Home!

by Pat Laprade, original here.

May 7th is an important date for Kevin Owens. He was born on May 7, 1984. His idol Owen Hart, the inspiration behind his son's name and his wrestling name, was born on May 7th. He made his professional wrestling debut on May 7, 2000. And tonight, May 7, 2018, he will be at Monday Night Raw for the first time on his birthday.

"Every year, around May 7, something special happens," Owens said when I met him last Monday. "I won the Ring of Honor championship on May 12th. Two years later, again on May 12, I received my official offer from WWE. I made my Raw debut on May 18th. I made my first TV recording in Montreal a week before. It really looks like something is going on around that date all the time."

Kevin Owens, born Steen, had a big day last Monday during his visit to Montreal.

First, he flew more than 30 hours to and from Jeddah, Saudi Arabia by the end of the week leading up to Raw in Montreal. Contrary to all the controversy surrounding this event, it is an experience he will remember for a long time for the right reasons.

"I did not feel different than when I do a show somewhere else," said Marieville's athlete. "The crowd was excited. You looked in the stands and the fans had Braun Strowman, John Cena and Roman Reigns sweaters like when you're in the States. The only difference is that ringside it was people in traditional dress of Saudi Arabia. But with the stage and the stadium it was a production worthy of WrestleMania. It's a show, the whole gang, we'll remember for a while. "

Then, after returning late Saturday night to his home in Florida and spending some time with his family, he arrived in Montreal in the early hours of the morning Monday, where his flight was three hours late. Nevertheless, after only a few hours of sleep, he was in TVA studios to do not one, not two, but five interviews. Despite all this, he took 10 minutes of his time to meet a little boy with Down syndrome whose father's friend had contacted me. A fan of wrestling and Kevin in particular, he had a replica of the Universal title and a figurine to make him sign. I will never forget the smile of this little boy when he left the studios. A magical moment that he will not forget anytime soon.

In line with Robert, Rougeau and Bravo

After resting a bit, he did another interview before going to the Bell Center for 14h, the check-in time for wrestlers*. Even though he had been up since 6am, that's when his work day really started. He was asked for promos and interviews with business partners. He had to take notice of what he had to do that night, settle situations, give his opinion. He ran left and right for hours, took the time to eat a little and got ready for the big moment. He knew that a few minutes after 8 pm, he would cross the curtains and be welcomed as a hero by the crowd that had been waiting for this moment for three years. He had lived it during non-televised events, the reaction should be even stronger this time around.

He made the front page of the Journal de Montréal the day before, shoveled interviews on the morning of the event, he puts a lot on his shoulders.

"I feel like it's my show. Attendance has been increasing since my first time at the Bell Center. To see the crowd growing up to the point where they brought Raw and SmackDown to Montreal is special. "

And the crowd did it well. Owens had the biggest ovation of the evening. It was electrifying! For someone who saw him fight in front of less than 100 people 20 minutes from the Bell Center, I had goose bumps. I really feel that once his career is over, we will talk about him as one of the most popular wrestlers in Quebec history, in the tradition of Yvon Robert, Johnny Rougeau and Dino Bravo.

"It was really special. I had been waiting for a TV show at the Bell Center for a long time," Owens said in an interview with colleague Raymond Rougeau on Sunday behind the scenes of the Backlash event. "It was not just for me, it was for Sami too. What was even cooler was that yes, I had a fantastic reaction, and Sami too, but the crowd was fantastic for everyone. The Montreal crowd has really shown that we have the best fans in the world. I knew it already, I'm glad the WWE knows it now. "

Speaking of Backlash, we have seen once again that the relationship between Kevin and Sami is still not good. Although they had been polar opposites** since Owens' arrival at the WWE, the end of 2017 marked a change in attitude at Zayn, uniting his destiny with that of his long-time friend.

Friends. Enemies. Friends. Enemies. Raw and SmackDown. It's almost as bad as Axl and Slash***!

"It will never end!" exclaimed Owens.

"There are many people who see Sami like this for the first time, I've been seeing it for 15 years," he added, laughing. "I'm just glad the others see what I've been through all that time!"

A guy from Raw at SmackDown

At the same time last year, Owens debuted at SmackDown Live. A busy year for Owens, a year he never felt at home. The way he explains his return to Raw, it's like he's coming home.

"It's been a guy from Raw who's been to SmackDown for a year," he said. "I have never been a guy from SmackDown. I never felt at home at SmackDown. I'm happy to be back at Raw. I have a sense of belonging with Raw. When the "brand split" came, it was with Raw that I found myself so I think my feeling comes from there. I made my Raw debut with John Cena. I watched Raw when I watched wrestling as a kid****. It felt like I was out of town at SmackDown and I was never able to recover from it. There are guys we associate more with Raw or more with SmackDown. I'm with Raw. "

Owens linked to WWE for another five years

If some see his defeat in Montreal or Backlash as a sign of disavowal to the Quebecois, do not be fooled, the place of KO is very solid in the world of WWE. Of all Raw, he was one of the few chosen for a match at Sunday's pay per view, he is part of the tour in Europe and we even saw him in an advertisement for WWE action figures.

"Hopefully, I don't see why I won't finish my career with WWE," said the former World Champion. "I just recently signed a new five-year contract with them. I don't intend to go anywhere. If the WWE wants to continue, if I want to continue and my family is ready for me to continue, I do not see why it wouldn't happen. "

Married and father of two, he will be at the dawn of his forties when this contract is over. If he decided to stop his active career, Owens would have all the assets required to be a commentator or agent, he is excellent on the microphone and is one of the best wrestling minds that I've had the chance to meet. But on this day of his 34th birthday and after 18 years of career, when he takes the time to think about what he has accomplished, Owens comes out proud and happy.

"If it ends tomorrow, I would be very satisfied with the career I had as a professional wrestler."

A PPV in Montreal?

Many ask me if, with the success of the two events in Montreal last Monday and Tuesday, we can expect WWE to produce a PPV at the Bell Center.

Quite honestly, the chances are slim.

It's important to understand that while the audience of 13,500 for Raw and 8900 for SmackDown Live is larger than the average of what WWE usually does, revenue is the bottom line. And at this level, since ticket prices are not increased accordingly, the WWE, because of the exchange rate, loses about 30% when it occurs in Canada. In addition, the number of special events has reduced and until WrestleMania 35, the locations of these events are already selected.

Historically, including Sunday's, the WWE has featured 353 special events. Of these, only 14 were shown in Canada or 4% of the total. Of these 14, five were held in Toronto, three in Montreal: Survivor Series in 1997, No Way Out in 2003 and Breaking Point in 2009. Since Breaking Point, Canada has hosted only one other event of its kind. Survivor Series in Toronto in 2016. So we can still hope, but it would not be until the second half of 2019. In the meantime, it is much more likely we'll see the return of Raw to Montreal by the end of the year.

*Huzzah for non gendered English professions! This was (male) wrestlers and (female) wrestlers in the original.
**Original has antipodes, I felt this the best English rendering.
***This is admittedly a big stretch. The original reference, to an actress and a playwright/director, would be damn opaque. It basically means an on again, off again friendship, I racked my brain, and figured, eh, it's his birthday, go with the man's favorite band. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
****Joint effort with the patient and kind @FightForeverMTL!

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