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!

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.

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.

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…