Posts Tagged ‘blood’

What a bloodbath this past weekend in Stockholm, Sweden!  STHLM Wrestling’s resident bad boy Ken Malmsteen and I had a vicious Last Man Standing match on Saturday night, in front of about 350 rabid fans at an event dubbed There Will Be Blood III.

Looking to crack Malmsteen in the head but good! (photo: Noomie Hector)

Looking to crack Malmsteen in the head but good! (photo: Noomie Hector)

Malmsteen is the clear favorite of STHLM Wrestling’s vice-president Anita, who conned a wrestler named TNT out of the STHLM Wrestling championship in a major swerve prior to my Last Man Standing match.  Malmsteen interfered in a title bout between TNT and his adversary Hardcore Hampus, the details of which were lost on me, but in the end, Malmsteen ended up with the title as new champ without even being involved as a competitor in the match.  It was obvious to me that Anita had stacked the deck and that I should be prepared for anything as my match with Malmsteen went on as the main event of the card.

Malmsteen chokes me on the ropes (photo: Noomie Hector)

Malmsteen chokes me on the ropes (photo: Noomie Hector)

As this was a Last Man Standing match, there were no disqualifications, and that meant that everything was permissible.  An old fox like me ain’t gonna be outdone easily, and I more than hammered the cowardly Malmsteen for the majority of the fight.  It was a donnybrook all over downtown Stockholm, and the referee just let us go like wild dogs, serving only to administer a 10-count, should one of us not be able to rise to our feet in time.

It was a bloody affair at Göta Källare in Stockholm (photo: Noomie Hector)

It was a bloody affair at Göta Källare in Stockholm (photo: Noomie Hector)

I managed to nail Malmsteen with my trademark spike piledriver after I was hit with the title belt, cracking open the epidermis on my forehead.  The blood flowed like wine into my eyes and I was loopy, not registering the fact that there were no pinfalls in this match.  I was told that Anita threw a cold cup of water into Malmsteen’s face to help revive him, allowing him to blast me in the face a second time with his newly-acquired title belt.  I didn’t make it to my feet in time for the 10-count and at that point it was too little too late and Malmsteen was able to gain another tainted victory.

Miss Agathe of Wrestling Stars, France

Miss Agathe of Wrestling Stars, France

This coming weekend, I wrestle in France for the first time in five and a half years for the country’s biggest promotion, Wrestling Stars.  From what I am told, my match will be a mixed tag, where I team with the sultry Miss Agathe against French ladies’ favorite, Jimmy Gavroche, and his rookie newcomer partner, Sara.  This should prove to be an interesting bout, as the last mixed tag that I competed in was in the summer of 2012 in Japan alongside my Synapse teammate Syuri, where were kicked ass and took down names.

Jimmy Gavroche is a main player in French pro wrestling today.

Jimmy Gavroche is a main player in French pro wrestling today.

So get ready Dreux, France, because “The Rebel” StarBuck is back to make an impact on Friday, November 7!

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This past weekend, our Finnish FCF Wrestling contingent descended on Gothenburg, Sweden and kicked some major posterior in front of a sold-out 600-strong, screaming audience of grappling fans.  Putting personal differences aside for one night, for the sake of representing the top promotion in Northern Europe today, our faction – comprised of FCF champion King Kong Karhula, “Wildman” Heimo Ukonselkä, Valentine, Jessica Love and myself – made an indelible imprint on the Swedish that will not be soon forgotten.  Indeed, we marked new territory and took names in the process!

Me laying down the smack on GBG boss Lady Delores (photo by Trygve Finkelsen)

Me laying down the smack on GBG boss Lady Delores (photo by Trygve Finkelsen)

For me personally, it was a sweet occasion on the night of September 7, as I was able to exact a measure of personal revenge on GBG’s Conny Mejsel, for the way that he and Valentine left me laying in Helsinki back on June 8 this year.  Truth be told, it was not easy to stand in the same ring alongside Valentine, representing FCF Wrestling, after the way that he has attacked both me and my wife over this past year.  At least we were able to have separate dressing rooms, to keep any possible altercation from happening between our parties backstage.  That said, I can be professional and do business for the sake of the business itself, but as soon as we have our rematch, I will make sure that Valentine is stretchered out of the building.

Aguila Roja is in dire straits at the hands of StarBuck

Aguila Roja is in dire straits at the hands of StarBuck

I was initially scheduled to face Conny Mejsel, but truth be told, since I am still nursing my C6-C7 vertebrae back to health and full function, I was not willing to risk my health at the hands of such a ruthless bastard like Mejsel.  I know that the man will give me a ferocious fight, so I told GBG Wrestlings president Lady Delores, that I would not wrestle Conny Mejsel on September 7 in Gothenburg, and my replacement would be FCF champion King Kong Karhula.  My words fell on deaf ears, as Delores demanded that I face masked man Aguila Roja, and that I would not be getting out of Gothenburg without a fight.  Well, they wanted blood so I gave them blood.  Not only did I put down Roja and beat him unmercilessly, I also floored Conny Mejsel, who felt like he had a bone to pick with me over my decision of not facing him.

Conny Mejsel tastes the wrath of The Rebel!

Conny Mejsel tastes the wrath of The Rebel!

Bad Buddha and Scandinavian Shiva (Masters of the Mystical Arts) assist Mesjel after I left him plastered with my spike piledriver

Bad Buddha and Scandinavian Shiva (Masters of the Mystical Arts) assist Mesjel after I left him plastered with my spike piledriver

Right now, Conny Mejsel is locally on the level of a “Stone Cold” Steve Austin in terms of popularity in Gothenburg.  His hometown cheers him on like the second coming of The Beatles.  I was told after I left Mejsel laid out in the center of the ring following a rambunctious spike piledriver, that I would not be safe walking the streets of the city any longer.  That, folks, is what we call HEAT!

Personally, as soon as my neck injury is rehabilitated and I am back in full fighting form, I will be more than glad to give Conny Mejsel any kind of match that he wants!

Prepare for the inevitable, Mr. Mejsel…