The Disgruntled's Real Championship Wrestling

I, "The Student of the Game" Russ Stevens, will be giving my opinions about pro wrestling as someone who the Downstate Illinois scene did away with when I was tired of playing "wrestler" and was locked out for calling out the socially unacceptable behavior. While pursuing the dream, I missed Ruthless Aggression. Thus, my indie tape/DVD library and indie attendance became the basis of what I like in. This blogger hopes to educate/correct you about what you should expect from wrestling today.

Wednesday, April 6, 2022

Pick Your Smith's Song and the Current Disgruntled's Undisputed Champions

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   *This blog post was started on April 6, 2022. I think I am to the point that to determine that it was not the Grassroots "Devil Pupi...
Tuesday, March 15, 2022

Foolin: My Life and a Summation of Tag Team Wrestling?

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   *This blog post was started on March 15, 2022. It does not seem to have the power some of the more silly Def Leppard tracks ("Rocket...
Sunday, March 6, 2022

Time Won't Give Me Time: But Men's Wrestling to Rate

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   *This blog post was started on March 6, 2022. Time Won't Give Me Time: But Men's Wrestling to Rate. I am currently a month ahead ...
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Professional Wrestling's Premier Cubs Fan. At least that's a title I can be proud of.

Despite all the guilt, grief, and other such garbage (yes I am a fan of alliteration), I think I am a pretty likable guy. Most of my friends will agree with that statement. It is like being the "All Employees" sign in a restaurant's restroom. People are glad I am there as they assume everything is right with the world.

Until I accidentally met the coolest person I'll ever meet, Stacia Hardin (hey, I prayed all the time, but haven't shaken Jesus's hand), I kept to myself to focus on my goals. When I lost touch with her, I was lost, so my buddies decided to pull me out of my little world and into Downtown Peoria.

So, I was introduced to adulthood (beyond that responsibility shit I've been faking since I finished Jr. College). And what can I say...

If I have the money I drink too much; buy 80's uberviolent action movies and extremely dark comedies; get tattoos of the works of my lowbrow icons; and curse the insignificance that leaves me as a aging shell of my aspirations, adrift in a shallow ignorant world.
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