Luis Dubuc (The Secret Handshake) wilt worstelaar worden
Luis Dubuc, de man achter The Secret Handshake heeft laten weten dat hij worstelaar wilt worden. Hoewel hij volgende maand met zijn band op tour gaat wilt hij zijn nieuwe hobby zeker niet kwijt raken. Klik op meer om te lezen wat hij op zijn blog heeft geplaatst.
“This whole thing started a few months ago when a friend of mine told me about a local Lucha Libre wrestling league here in Dallas in the back of an old flea market on the east side of town. A quick google of the location and I was set to go. My friend Zac and I showed up after LARPing (Yes. We went Live-Action-Role-Playing. But that’s another story for another blog entry). Instantly it was obvious that this was not Lucha. Instead, I found myself watching Doink (Matt Osborne, the original Doink the Clown from the 90s era WWF) – wrestle some random guy. I knew right then I had stumbled upon gold, the kind of gold that comes in the smell of sweat, bad entrance music, shitty costumes and heckling – all for a $5 admission fee. Welcome to Wrecking Ball Wrestling.
After the event – which was an Ultra Violent Royal Rumble complete with bats, clubs, stop signs, chairs and even a box fan – I made my way over to Doink. He was selling 8×10 pictures of himself which he had printed out on a computer. It was basically a scene out of the movie The Wrestler. But this dude looked as bad as ever, looking like his makeup had been applied to leather. Seeing all of this I knew right then I wanted to try my hand at amateur wrestling.
So a few weeks later, I got in touch with one of the wrestlers I met and he agreed to train me. I found myself buying knee pads and compression shorts to keep the boys in place. Soon I was back at that shady flea market, where I’d witnessed several of the most over the top matches I’d ever seen. To say I was scared out of my mind would have been an under statement. I felt like it might end badly – you know, broken neck badly. To make matters worse my friend whom I had conspired with this whole time was MIA and not answering his phone. I was alone on this adventure.
I got in the ring after some stretches and it really hit me that I was actually doing this. This was nothing at all like sitting on the couch. I was used to watching wrestling on television or playing the WWE video gamesm but this was real and things were about to get physical!
We began with the simple steps of the lock up, which if you have ever seen it on television, this move starts off every match. Not hard to understand, but a bit tricky to remember all the steps to it. Much of what I was learning felt like an elaborate dance. A lot of hand signals guide the whole thing.
Next came “bumping” – or as most people know it, falling straight on your back. This was one of the hardest parts for me. I had to muster the courage to fall straight back. What my trainer forgot to tell me was that when you fall, you’re supposed to breathe out as to refrain from knocking the wind out of yourself. About 20 bumps later, everything was aching and I’m pretty sure I had a mild concussion from the one time I forgot to hold my chin down while falling. It was the end of the practice for Day 1 and I can honestly say I felt amazing. Well actually, it felt sore, dizzy and groggy. But ready to go again!
One of the funniest things we talked about after practice was what my character might be once I’m ready to jump in the ring. I think I’ve always thought of myself as a villain, or at least I’ve always wanted to be a villian. Unfortunately this idea was shot down because I “don’t look ugly enough.” I guess he’s right. I’m not pushing 40 and I don’t have an undercut or even a Juggalo tattoo. Guess there’s still time to work on that…
Last weekend was my second practice. I was told we were going to be “ramping it up” so I made my way up there early for some extra stretching, anxious as ever. Within a few minutes of being there, we were already catching up on last weeks work and doing bumps again just to get into it. The next move to learn was the shoulder tackle and it was unreal how even when I was the one giving the tackle I could barely keep standing. Then came the hip toss which is a pretty standard move, even in collegiate wrestling and that was amazing. To give someone a hip toss felt made me feel 10 ft tall. Even a body slam was fun to get. None of it hurts that much if at all. After the initial shock of realizing that you are going to be thrown around everything else comes easily.
The upsetting part of this story is that my band is going on tour this week and so I’ll be out of commission. I’ll get to visit the Мишка store again, but I won’t be training for about a month. Until then…”