Last night in Helsinki we almost had a tragedy take place. FCF Wrestling held it’s 10th anniversary of Finland’s equivalent of Wrestlemania, Talvisota X (Winter War 10). With 500 frantic fans showing up to our mega-show, we had nine matches slated on the card, with the FCF title bout between champion Valentine and challenger King Kong Karhula in the main event.
However, earlier yesterday, we got word that my opponent for the evening, Chaos of Denmark, had been delayed in Copenhagen. His SAS flight had left for Helsinki and had been turned back after take-off due to a fuel shortage. SAS rerouted him through Prague later in the day, only to make it to Helsinki airport for 22:30!
Now just me personally, talking not only for myself but for the fans on hand, and in light of the significance of my imprint on the Finnish pro wrestling scene in general, as the pioneer of the sport in our country, for my match to have been left off the card of this 10th anniversary show would have been an all-time low.
Back in 2006, when the first, inaugural Winter War took place in Vantaa, Finland, I was the main event against Bernard Vandamme of Belgium for the Eurostars European championship. At that event, I won the European title for the first time in my storied career, putting Finnish pro wrestling and FCF as a company on the continental wrestling industry map.
The night I took the European title off of Bernard Vandamme in 2006
Now, 10 years later, the boys that were in the opening match of the very first Winter War in 2006 found themselves at the top of the card, in the advertised main event of Winter War / Talvisota X this year, a decade later. Valentine and King Kong Karhula had one hell of a match last night, which stands to be applauded on all levels, and I was amazed at the public reaction to the newly-turned Karhula as a babyface. It seems that the Finnish fans really vouched for him and have taken him as a fan favorite fore-runner. Pitted against one of the greatest heels ever – if not THE greatest heel ever – out of the Nordics, Valentine, both challenger and champion tore the house down with a multi-faceted, highly intricate and masterful match. Valentine retained his strap, but Karhula won over the entire audience with a moral victory.
About half-way through Valentine’s match with Karhula, Chaos arrived at the Töölö Sports Hall, rushed to the venue via taxi to make it for our advertised match. He had changed into his wrestling gear during the ride to town, and he was primed and ready to go 15 minutes before our match went on. Talk about a near-miss!
My Eye of the Tiger theme music began to play and I wondered if Chaos and I could follow the stellar main event match set by Valentine and Karhula. Still, as a 22-year veteran, I knew I could be certain of what I could produce. I was also dead-certain of what my opponent could produce. We had an issue to attend to, a rivalry that crossed national boundaries. I wasn’t expecting a high-flying match or a technical showcase. No, what I was expecting was a WAR. And a war I got!
Chaos lambasted me from behind with a steel chair from the blindside as I made my ring entrance, beating me six shades of senseless before I even knew what was going on! The man tore into me, literally like a pit bull, unrelenting and vicious in his assault. I found myself literally fighting for my life in there. There was no surcease, no slowing down, as Chaos just kept the pressure and heat on me.
Yet, I wasn’t succumbing. I wasn’t laying down or staying down. This was Winter War 10, dammit! Winter War, my personal brainchild and concept, which has since been branded and recognized as the most important pro wrestling event annually in the country of Finland!
Chaos blasts me with a mean uppercut! (photo: Timo Muilu)
My adrenaline started kicking in. I struggled hard to clear my head of the cobwebs of Chaos’ vicious assault. I got in one punch… then another… and another. I rallied hard, fighting back with the intestinal fortitude of a dozen Finnish war veterans that fought hard to retain Finland’s independence in 1940. I wasn’t just fighting for my professional wrestling heritage in this country, I was fighting for every person at the Töölö Sports Hall that rallied with me. Every punch and blow that I could land was delivered with the force and emotional investment of the people that believed in me and my personal contribution to pro wrestling in Finland since 2003. All of a sudden, my fight became larger than life itself in that moment.
A brief rally that didn’t last too long, but did the damage intended! (photo: Timo Muilu)
I finished the first Winter War with my head held high back in 2006, and I wasn’t willing to leave the ring last night with anything less than that same feeling and raw emotion. I finally nailed Chaos in the face with a boot as he charged me in the corner. With the Dane stung, I blasted him with a second rope clothesline that would have done former WWF world champion Bret “Hitman” Hart proud.
After a spirited last-ditch, desperation comeback, I got caught out on the outside of the ring by Chaos, as he ran my kidneys hard into the ring apron. Rolling me back into the ring, Chaos hit his trademark moonsault and damn near crushed my legs on the landing. It would be hard to kick out, with my thighs knotted up, but kick out I did!
Chaos hits a mean moonsault on my fallen corpus (photo: Xeniya Balsara)
Chaos picked me up for a side back breaker and then ascended the ropes for another huge moonsault, which he hit perfectly across my chest cavity, knocking the wind out of me. He went for the cover, but just barely, I managed to kick out once again.
At this point, Chaos seemed to be scrambling for ideas, so he went after the steel chair that he used before the start of the match to beat me senseless. Bringing the chair to the ring, he prepared to blast me with it, but I hit a superkick into the chair, sending the steel into Chaos’ face and knocking him senseless for a change.
Now was my time. It was now or never. I hoisted Chaos for my trademark spike piledriver and dropped him with the very maneuver that has put away competition all over the world during my wrestling travels in 20 countries worldwide. But… he kicked out!!!
My piledriver has a match-ending odds on favorite rate of about 98% (photo: Xeniya Balsara)
I was stunned. Hardly ever had anyone… anyone at all… kicked out of my spike piledriver. In Japan, “The Japanese Buzzsaw” Tajiri managed to kick out of my piledriver once, and once only. On that night, Tajiri became the FCF champion back in 2010. But such are so scarce occasions, that they only happen once in a blue moon, or perhaps, as with most, only once in a lifetime.
I blasted Chaos with yet another spike piledriver and that was finally enough to put away the tough bastard at Winter War 10, as the audience counted with every slap of the referee’s hand against the mat, as Chaos’ shoulders were pinned for the 1-2-3. And my goodness, the sound of the pop that the live audience emitted at that point could have been registered on the Richter Scale!
What could have been a disastrous night on many levels turned into one of the most satisfying and memorable matches of my 22+ year pro wrestling career. Thanks to everyone who was on hand, and for those who weren’t, there is a DVD of this event in the works, which will be out in the coming months for sale!
The FCF Wrestling veteran crew that has taken part in every single Talvisota / Winter War to 2006 -2016: (left to right) King Kong Karhula, StarBuck, Valentine, Stark Adder (photo: Satu Tapaturma)
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