The story of Psycohol can be summed up in just a few words… madness, rage, chaos, mayhem, anarchy…. But I believe it's time to take a deeper look into the illustrious career of one of Backyard Wrestling's most legendary competitors!
Well… this is me Psycohol writing my relatively short, weeeeelllll….. maybe not too short Autobiography of my backyard wrestling days… Wolfman X just made a webpage (which you should all check out sometime), and he had an autobiography of himself on there… and don't believe a word he says about this supposed Psychohol guy… Oh wait….. he's changed that, thank god, but he did have a lot to say about some PsycHohol guy…. And I don't know this PsycHohol, but it sounds like he's infringing on my name, Psycohol! Just kidding, WMX, just like everyone spells my name wrong with the extra "H"… but that's ok, I'm trying to get over it… Nah, it pisses me OFF!!!! But after reading his story, I'll admit I got quite jealous, wondering why the mighty Psycohol doesn't have his story online and Wolfman does… well it's time for you to hear it from my own mouth… now we delve into the mind, and into the career of the legend, Psycohol, holder of several Championship Belts and thousands of timeless, sometimes painful memories… let's go!
It all started back in the Spring of '97… I was a Senior in High School. In English class, I knew it was coming… the Senior Project! The dreaded paper/presentation which most everyone feared with their life, for it could make or break them! I was nervous, but I knew exactly what topic I wanted to do… Professional Wrestling! I've always loved Pro Wrestling, ever since I was a kid… I was one of the only kids in the school watching it and bragging about it… I started the trend to wear Wrestler T-Shirts to school, like my Ultimate Warrior one! He is my idol!!! The Warrior is the best of all time in my book… so my friend, the Mighty Sledgehammer, was my obvious partner of choice… and even Marvelous Jevon Hill tagged along as a third man on the team… we would have to have a 15 page paper or so, and a 60 minute presentation… you seriously don't know how hard it was to find information on Professional Wrestling at that time, right before the big boom in the popularity of the sport… so I went out, looking in I don't even remember what books, but they all had very little information, and it was pretty much outdated… but we collected as much as we could… I went home, and I really don't want to say that this was a one sided project, but I wrote all 15+ pages in one night up in my room on my own… we decided to read our paper aloud for the presentation, followed by a staged wrestling match… we got the wrestling room reserved, the day came, and our class sat around the mats with anticipation! The most anticipated Senior Project of the year! When they heard about the wrestling match, many wanted to skip class to see it, but my class was basically the privileged ones, not to mention the Gym Class next door peeking through the window! We had two teachers in the room watching, since some of us were in different English classes…
We started with the long boring reading of our paper… the class practically fell asleep, as did us three… finally after all the boredom, the show was ready to begin! We got the weapons out, we got in our wrestling gear, the butterflies were flying all over my face…. I mean in my stomach! Yeah! In my stomach is what I meant! So then we exited the room to make our entrances…. "Gave Up" by Nine Inch Nails played loudly as Psycho Icedog (Now Psycohol) made his debut in the sport of Underground Wrestling!!! Being voted the shyest in his class, my classmates were caught off guard as I moshed around like a madman! They've never seen this side of me before! I had the bald head, Psycohol's most known trademark for a long time… then as I waited, "Sweet Child of Mine" by Guns n' Roses played as The Mighty Sledgehammer (Now Wolfman X) made his smashing debut! He came in with a baseball bat and his now trademark Leather Jacket! The referee for the match… Notorious Jevon Hill! As Sledge disrobed and took some pointers from the ref, he was attacked from behind by Psycho and the first match ever in these parts was officially underway! Sledge was dubbed the NWF World Champion when he came in, and today he was putting his title on the line against the much smaller man, Psycho Icedog! Where Psycho weighed only about 130 lbs. at the time, Sledge was nearly 210 lbs.! Psycho started out with the early advantage, but Sledge quickly turned it around with some power moves! He eventually impressed and shocked the crowd with a giant Chokeslam on his opponent, crashing him down into the floor! Weapons were brought in, and the crowd roared with every move… it was awesome! They obviously were rooting for me… since I was the Underdog… so I HAD to win! Well, I was gonna, cuz this match was scripted… our first match to be scripted entirely, and our last! In the end, when the future Psykadelik distracted Jevon, Sledge hit a Powerbomb and took the cover… but there was no luck, since the ref wasn't watching… as he went to get the ref, Psycho snuck over, picked up a chain, and clocked Sledge with it! Elbowdrop, pin, 1..2..3! Psycho Icedog won the 1st epic battle between these two, the rivalry that still goes to this day… I became the NWF World Champion! My first Title!!! As I stood in glory, doing an interview with Jevon, Sledge attacked me from behind with a chair and Powerbombed me on it! The End…
Afterwards we did a few moves for the crowd that they wanted to see… we answered a bunch of questions, and it was over! A few weeks later, we got our grade on the project… 100!!!! My teacher told me that we were the first to get 100% in over 5 years! My God!!!!! Me, Jevon, and Sledge agreed that we were going to give more credit to me, since I wrote it and all when we got our grade, but since we got 100%, it didn't matter! We all walked away happy! I guess my teacher really loved something different… and my paper was great!
So for the next month or so, I brought that tape into school everyday, showing it to all my teachers and friends… I loved watching their reactions to all of our moves… I coulda lived off that match for fifteen years probably… I figured that would the only time I could do anything like that… I didn't even realize that I had a wrestling career ahead of me! Well not a real one, but you know… anyways…. That was it for awhile!
I guess my friends started their own little backyard Fed… Sledge got some of his friends and they continued the NWF… and soon the EWA! The Extreme Wrestling Association! But I had just started college, so I knew I couldn't be a part of that… already too much work in my face… anyways, as the first summer off from college rolled around, I still had no thoughts about joining them, since I really didn't know anyone but Wolfman X (formerly Sledge)… With Ground Zero, Natas, Chainz, Mad Dog, "Notorious" Jevon Hill, and Man Mountain Bumpkin, I was quite intimidated… I told myself they were too hardcore for me, so I hung out with my friends as the EWA's 1st Revolution enjoyed it's prime, it's Golden Age… but I got a call one day from Wolfman, he told me that he wanted me to come in for one match… the rematch! He was still bitter about his loss to me from over a year back, and wanted to even the score! So I gladly accepted, curious on what I was getting into!
At the only show of EWA1 that I went to, there were tons of guys at the sidelines, doing commentary… very cool atmosphere… now looking back, I wish I had participated more then, because it's never been like that since, except for a few special shows… well Wolfman X made his entrance, challenging anyone from the back… Mad Dog and Jevon made their way out and said they had someone that WMX had never beaten before… out ran the maniacal bald maniac, Psycohol (formerly Psycho Icedog)! WMX showed some fear, realizing what he got himself into, but then got ready for some revenge! I started dominating Wolfman for awhile with a bunch of unorthodox maneuvers… I have no clue what they were… this was my first match off the script, so I was just throwing in random stuff that looked terrible when rewatching it! Not one of my best matches… the most embarassing part came when I jumped on a bench to vault off of, but the bench fell over and I looked like a moron! As I fell off the bench WMX landed a stiff fist to my face! Everyone laughed as he chokeslammed me, Blitzkrieg Powerbombed me, and took the pin, and revenge! My first high impact falls onto hard grassy ground! Ouch... it hurt, but not bad enough to quit... After the match Natas came out and helped him beat me down! Another Blitzkrieg, and some overhead drop forward! I hit hard… and it seems like everytime they got me with one of those big moves, I reversed the tides, got up, and beat the two men down! After the huge beating I took, I managed to knock them down and run away saving face… but also creating the biggest no-sell of all-time! I learned that day about selling moves… I thought I knew it all, but talking to some of the guys, and then after watching the tape… it was just a pain on my eyes to see how bad I no-sold it!!! I haven't done it since… and the lesson was learned… anyways, after that card I took the rest of the summer off, with that little bit of backyard knowledge now under my wings… I went back to college, and didn't think about wrestling for another 5 months… They continued EWA1 until the end of the summer…
Around the time the New Year rolled around, 1999, the wrestling spirits were coming back… and not just in me, but within my group of friends… so near the middle of January, at the end of my Winter Break from college, we started our own Backyard Federation the PXW! Psycho Xtreme Wrestling! It was founded by Psycohol and Psykadelik… and respectively the first card was only a one-match card between Psycohol and Psykadelik in a huge brawl!
I came in training, ready for the match… I was being silly, lifting a small straw basket as if it were a heavy dumbell… but that was basically Psycohol's PXW gimmick anyway… PXW was completely different from the EWA… so much more intended humor in the storylines… more backstage stuff in my house, where EWA was always out in the yard, no backstage stuff at all… and as with the fighting, PXW basically relied on weapons and brawling, with only a few wrestling moves, while EWA kept the weapons (not as many), kept the brawling, and had a lot more impressive wrestling moves (well at least now it does, not sure about EWA1)…. And in PXW, basically everyone's name started with Psyc or something along those line, since it was Psycho Xtreme Wrestling!
This match was Chaos… the way I like it! Using every weapon I could possibly find in my shed and garage! We had hard plastic tubing, a folding chair, a metal bucket, a basket, a shovel handle, boxes, tin lids…. It was awesome…. we had Johnny Rogers (future Lumberjack) and Robert Lane both reffing the match… it was an Armageddon match, where we both had to be counted down to ten… we brawled through my backyard… Psyk, not very big, chokeslammed me, and it hurt a bit, since he dropped me, not having control… but I kept going…. Think I hurt him with a Pedigree a bit later… then we fought out onto the parking lot, into a grass field, and through a hole in a chain-link fence, down to the railroad tracks! Unlike EWA, the PXW camera was NOT plugged into a wall, and we could have it follow all the action no matter where it went! That was one of the better things about it…. So we could basically go anywhere here…. More up close and personal…. Unfortunately the cameramen (usually our wrestlers) liked to zoom in a lot, and missed some good moves on tape…. Anyways, we brawled on the tracks for a bit, then came back up through the fence to a wooded area! I saw Psykadelik pull out a shopping cart from nowhere… I was like "What the ****?!" He through me inside and tipped me over…. Then he picked me up, and ripped off my shirt! And when it's like 30 degrees outside, and your wrestling on pinecones and needles, it ain't fun to have your shirt torn off, and brawling on rough stuff! After a little bit longer, we both knocked each other down with a pathetic looking double clothesline and were both counted down! Not the greatest ending, but the rest of the match made up for it…. Giving start to the PXW, which would thrive immensely for the next 2 or 3 months!
The next week, we held another card… we introduced the soon to be legendary masked Jobber, Mr. Splooge! Supposedly a Ninja from Japan or China (I dunno, he always changes the story), he was a yellow belt in karate, and liked to perform his katas at the beginnings of matches to display his minimal skills, and also had a very cheesy oriental accent…. Anyways, another new masked man, Psycometer also made his debut! He wasn't such a loser though…. He also displayed karate skills, but they were obviously much more advanced than Splooge's…. and he also spoke some strange language, which was both hilarious and scary at the same time!!!! His main word was "Fafura" or something like that…. So this second card put the newcomer, Mr. Splooge in a Gauntlet against first Psycometer, then Psykadelik, them me Psycohol! All of us slaughtered him, no problem! He was the biggest joke ever! After the matches, Psykadelik confronted me and it looked as if we were gonna go at it, but we swerved em all, and formed the legendary stable of the Cool Pac! Don't turn your back on the Cool Pac! We were sitting around inside later, and Psycometer rushed in to attack… but eventually we beat him down only the way the Cool Pac could! On to the next show!
The next week, I stayed up at college, so my friends decided to have a show on their own…. A few debuts, like Lumberjack, Psicon, Hunter, and the Blob… unfortunately it was the Blob's first and last show… I remember running into my Robert Lane and Psyk in Circuit City, and they told me I had to see the powerbomb that happened…. Guess it was bad… so the next week I went home and checked out the footage…. I guess Blob was being careless, and picked up the helpless Psicon and powerbombed him almost headfirst into the ground on a can! Psicon was out of action because of his neck, and we agreed that Blob cannot wrestle for us because of the danger he presented…
That weekend we held Hell in the Snow… an awesome card in the middle of a huge snowstorm! I fought Lumberjack in a great match, and somehow pulled off the victory! It went on for the next few weeks… I fought the big man Hunter, and managed to sneak out a win…. A few more debuts happened, like the new Cool Paccer PsychoRuff and the evil Mr. Execution… Then was the PXW World Title Tourney…. In the first Round I took on my fellow Cool Paccer, Psicon… it turned out to be a joke match…. Before the match, me and Psi agreed to play this thing as a joke, since we didn't want to have corruption amongst the Cool Pac…. We threw a bunch of weak, fake punches, and he practically layed down so I could advance to the finals….
A couple days later, we held the finals…. Psykadelik managed to make it by the 1st Round, and now it was a Rematch between the two founders of the PXW, the two founders of the Cool Pac… at first it started out like the match between Psicon and me, a joke, both performing poorly, but the Commish made it specific that we couldn't do this… anyways, soon the fun turned into a real brawl and we were at each other's throats! We both wanted to be the 1st PXW World Champion! In the end, I pulled out the huge victory to become the PXW Champ! I'm still proud of that moment… overcoming the odds, to wear the storebought plastic WWF Title, with masking tape over it, spelling PXW! Haha… it's funny, but oh well… after the match though Psyk took it personally I guess, and attacked me, kicking me out of the Cool Pac…. I was pissed, and vowed that a whole new Psycohol would debut the next week!
The next show happened to be the end of the PXW's Golden Age… after this next show, it'd be months before the PXW returned… anyway, I came out with an X burned into my forehead, dark circles under my eyes, and a long brown robe… and it wasn't just any show…. Wolfman X from the EWA was invading MY Federation!!! Wolfman X had invaded the PXW, and I wasn't going to let him make us look bad, especially since I was the champ! He made the challenge, I accepted, and it was on… my first Title defense!
I fought the man who had to be twice my size, he beat on me most of the match, even clipping my piece with his knee at one point! God that hurt for the rest of the match, but the dark new me wasn't gonna let him win! All his high impact power moves seemed to be leading towards his imminent victory… but somehow I turned it around, my garbage still hurting like a biatch, and hit the Handspring Clothesline followed by my Flipping Senton onto him with a chair on him, followed by the pin! That was enough of that in my Fed! Psycho Thug debuted for his only match in this show on a tag team with his near lookalike Psycometer! But that was the end of the PXW for awhile… sadly none of those friends could ever get together at the same time again, but I know that they just got tired of it, and weren't too into it anymore… we'll get back to a couple resurgences of the PXW later… because now, it was time to go test the EWA out…
The EWA2 had already started and had a few shows before I showed up… it was kind of on a low since losing so many of it's EWA1 members… only Natas, Wolfman, Drakon (formerly Chainz), and Drixon remained, not to mention the jobbers… they needed a savior, something new, something awesome! They needed Psycohol! And following WMX's brief invasion of the PXW, I decided to do the same to him… but I brought Mr. Execution and Splooge with me! We invaded on of their shows full force! I challenged Wolfman for his EWA World Title, and Ex and Splooge found some challengers… I was first booked in a match in the EWA North American Title Tourney against some huge hockey masked guy called Face! All he said was "Stab!" and he's really quite a scary guy in person…. He reminds me of Jason Voorhees with Kane's attitude… well I beat his arse and advanced to the next round… but before that, I fought WMX for his Title! It was a hard fought match, and yet another classic battle between us, but this time he pulled off the win! I ain't gonna gripe, hell I beat him a week earlier… it was even now…. Then on the third exhausting match of the night, I fought the huge monster, Drixon Webb! He pretty much slaughtered me to win the NA Title, but it was only because I already had two difficult match before… he wouldn't have been so lucky if not for that! Anyways, I believe he was let go from the EWA, due to his unorthodox style, and causing too many injuries… and the PXW's invasion of the EWA that day was only the beginning! I didn't expect it to last more than one show, but I ended up showing for every card following even up until today! PXW was behind me, I was full-fledged EWA, despite the fact that they introduced me, claiming I was from the PXW…
Actually looking back on it, I was quite an arsehole… man I hate watching myself commentate back then, I was so self-centered and egotistical… all I would talk about is how the PXW rules, comparing EWA moves with PXW moves and tactics, talking about how I could sell stuff better than anyone there… what a moron I was… and hell, I really didn’t sell stuff too well, I always got up and pretended things didn’t hurt… and while commentating, I never really gave any credit to anyone’s skills, I just talked about how PXW guys can do it better… I’m glad I have changed, but it’s embarassing to watch me in such a cocky state, being a rookie and all still…. But hell rookies are sometimes cocky I guess, and they’ve gotta be…
Well, I came in for the next few shows, beat down Face and the Ninja, the EWA's local Jobbers…. Splooge and Execution joined them to make the EWA Jobber-filled… In a match with the Ninja, after I won, WMX and Natas both came out and attacked me… they lifted me up for a Double Suplex, and as they dropped me, my leg somehow curled under me, and I seriously twisted my ankle! I limped away and finished the show…. I even rode my bike back home somehow… I went back to college with an ankle brace and a huge gimp! I never went to the doctors to check it out, despite the immense pain, which lasted for months…. The ankle was still swollen more than six months later… it was probably the injury that hurt the most over long-term…. I limped the rest of the semester across campus, hurting, but feeling really cool…. But once school was out, despite my ankle still feeling the effects, I had to return!
I fought and lost to Natas in one show, and then in my first EWA gold, I beat Face for the EWA NA Title! I would hold this belt for the rest of EWA2, which lasted quite awhile… then in the WWF on TV, a wrestler I very much respected and loved, Owen Hart passed away... it was tragic and shocked me to death! I was lost in confusion at that point, as I had when Brian Pillman died over a year earlier... so the EWA had an Owen Hart Memorial Show after Owen's passing where we pulled off some of Owen's moves in dedication to him… that show, I had a Wolfman's Lair match with WMX (equivalent to an Armageddon Match), where he beat my arse! On the same show I fought Natas again, and beat him… which for the record is the first time I ever beat Natas...
The June 9th card was another busy one for me… I started out with a 3 Fall Tree Match against Wolfman X… you had to climb onto the picnic table, then grab the belt out of the tree! Well, we each had a belt, mine was the NA which would be decided in the second fall, WMX's was the US which would be decided in the first fall…. The last fall would determine the winner…. WMX won the first fall with ease, retaining his title, then I won the second fall with relative ease too, retaining my title….. guess it was quite pointless putting them on the line like this, when no changes happen, oh well… the final fall was another classic between the two of us showstoppaz… and triumphantly in my mind, I came out on top with the victory! The next match that day was my first Triple Threat Match! Natas vs. WMX vs. Psycohol! I didn't know how it would go… never been in a Triple Threat match before… and this one had the stips that the first person to make two pinfalls would be the winner… and I loved this match! I wish I could have more Triple Threat matches, because the possibilities are endless! So many Double Team things, combos, and double-crossings…. I loved it… I got the first pinfall on both WMX and Natas! They were going for the double suplex that sprained my ankle a few months earlier, but I reversed it into a Double DDT! I took the pin and won…. Then Natas and WMX both got a pin I believe…. And in the end, WMX took out Natas, Blitzkrieged me, and won the match…. After that, I had a First Blood match with Natas for the EWA World Title! Near the end of the match I did a stupid thing… I put Natas in some serious danger… I guess, hehe…. Well I went around and collected every backyard weapon I could find and stacked them all into a huge pile on Natas' chest! I jumped up for the Double Footstomp, and when I hit, my right foot slipped to the side kicking Natas hard in the mouth!!! I was like "Aww sh**!" So I stepped back and…. Laughed at him! There's no room for sympathy in this business! Anyways, I could clearly see that he was bleeding in the mouth, but he did a good job covering it up, so the ref couldn't see…. And he immediately jumped on the situation, grabbed a little hand-fan, and chopped up my forehead with it, cutting me right open! The ref called the match, and he took away one of the cheapest victories ever! After the match he even flashed his bloody mouth proudly at the camera, admitting that he bled first, and I was robbed of that Title…
The next show I fought the Ninja in a Submission match… too fun to fight that guy… I mean, I beat him and all which is expected with a Cross-face Chickenwing I believe… but just to have fun, I usually let him try a couple moves on me to see what silly ideas he's got… can never get enough of the Ninja… then I fought Drakon for the first time ever…. At the time he was the US Champion or something like that, and I still wanted that schist! I pretty much beat his arse pillar to post, with a buncha weapon shots to the head, but somehow he got lucky and hit a tombstonish piledriver onto a chair, and I was toast! That day, June 21st, we filmed two shows, so I had four matches, it was a busy day…. After those first two matches I went on to face Mr. Splooge…. The weird thing was that Mr. Splooge was all of a sudden huge, and obviously well over 200 pounds and taller than me! How the hell could the skinniest and stupidest weakling in the PXW/EWA have grown this much in a couple weeks? He couldn't have! Therefore, I do not believe this was the real Mr. Splooge… personally I think it was that bastitch Wolfman X playing the imbecile, but I ain't gonna make any false accusations without proof! Anyways, I beat his arse as if he were the regular Splooge… if it were WMX, he probably wouldn't have let me win…. Maybe it was Ninja or Face under the mask… who knows if we'll ever find out… in my last match I once again faced Drake the Snake, this time it was for my NA Title though… I don't remember exactly what happened, I just know I beat his sorry arse in revenge for the last match we had…. And that was the end of another chapter! Following that show, Wolfman X announced that he was vacating his World Title since he was moving away for college…. And we all put our pasts aside and said goodbye… As far as we knew, the EWA was over! Later, we would find that to be wrong….
For months and months, during the EWA 2nd Revolution's reign, and even after that, I had been on a non-stop crusade to bring back the PXW! I didn't want to be a paper champion, who never defended the belt! But for months and months, my other friends just never felt like wrestling! They lost the passion which Psycohol still had… when some thought they could make it and wrestle, others couldn't, so we didn't have any shows….. this was basically the Story of the PXW from that point on to present…. But in July, after the EWA had finished, somehow we got a bunch of guys together…. I guess they all missed wrestling a little bit and we put out a decent show…. I got to defend my PXW World Championship again! But my first defense since March was from a newcomer by the name of The Janitor! I really didn't know what to expect… but we brawled it out, and he was definitely quite unorthodox, and purely mad and insane in the head! At one point he even pulled a janitors broom out of midair and began beating and sweeping me with it! I don't know what kind of black magic he was using! But I proved why I was the Champ and beat the mysterious High School janitor! He became the 3rd PXW Jobber, yet possibly more feared that both Splooge and Ex…. After the Janitor, I also defended my title against the even more maniacal and mysterious Psycometer! I have never actually fought the man until this point, and I didn't know what to expect! I'll tell you this, he is a fierce competitor and doesn't just sell moves like the little b*tches that the rest of us Pro Wrestlers are! He gave me a damn good match, and in fact, I could not beat him! I believe that moron Psykadelik jumped in and made this a no-contest before I could finish it! So despite not getting the win, I was still Undefeated in the PXW! Mwahahahaha, OH YEAH! Nobody could compared to the greatest… that being me! Following the match as Psyk attacked me, Psycometer grabbed my Belt and walked away! That bastard stole my belt, and I had to get it back!
It took another month, but once again, the PXW returned for Psycho X-Treme Summer Madness! To begin the show, I got revenge, attacking Psycometer and taking my Belt back so I could defend it... Psycometer wasn't able to compete following the brutal attack, what a puss! In my first match, I fought Mr. Execution for the first time, successfully defending my World Title against the masked demon! I thought my day was over, but that piece of donkey sh** Psykadelik challenged me for my World Title…. And being the Champion I was, I gladly accepted! We brawled another classic match, and he hit a classic styrofoam shot on me, busting the styrofoam all over in a dramatic fashion, and since it looked so damned good, I sold it…. Because anybody in their right mind knows that styrofoam does NOT hurt! So I'm not gonna try to sound all cheesy saying that this was a deadly shot or anything, but it looked damn cool! Shortly after, Psyk kicked me in the stomach, gave me a Stunner and pinned me, beginning his year-long defenseless Title reign… I pushed for more PXW shows for a long time… I kept suggesting that we should have one, but it was always the same case, that they couldn't all make it at the same time… so it never happened, at least for a LONG time!
Well it was time to go back to college again…. The EWA was over now that WMX was gone, the PXW was over with a bunch of lazy superstars… and I was in college anyway, so it looked like there wouldn't be any wrestling for a while… College wasn't a good place for Backyard wrestling… or was it? Well not exactly, but for the rest of my Junior year at college, we had a series of infamous Studio Brawls! No Psykadelik, no Wolfman X… it was a new cast of characters… it became the BTVW!
I was settling back into college life, with two fun years left to go… on like the 3rd day or so back, I was heading down to the dining hall for what I thought would be a regular dinner… but what happened radically changed my boring college life! As I walked out with my food, a dude from the local campus channel, BTV, was interviewing random people with his headcam and mic for a show he was putting together… he happened to be talking to some girls I knew…. They wanted him to stop bugging them, so they called me over and told the guy I liked Pro Wrestling…. Immediately he turned his attention to me, and of course I'm not afraid of the spotlight… I actually love it… this happened to turn out to be the man I faced on several occasions through the schoolyear… he went by the name of Ponch the Wonder Panda! Where I had Psykadelik for the PXW, and Wolfman X for the EWA, Ponch was the equivalent of the soon-to-be BTVW! He asked me a bunch of questions about my fixation with wrestling, obviously mocking wrestling fans, but I didn't mind… then he asked if I could do a few moves on him…. Of course I accepted, but it turned out to be more than a couple of moves, it turned into the one and only Dining Hall Brawl!!! His friend took his headcam and taped as Psycohol and Ponch squared off for the first time! It definitely wasn't the greatest fight I've had, but it didn't matter… wrestling in front of a bunch of people I didn't know was fun… it was basically more about fun than trying to inflict harm like back home… in the end though, of course Psycohol won! I had to! I hit the Handspring Clothesline and it was all over! Psycohol over Ponch!
But that wasn't the end of the feud! Ponch aired the segment the next week on his call-in show… while it aired, I called in, and Ponch and I did our own commentary over the footage… it was awesome seeing myself on TV, even though it was only an on-campus station… I then took the initiative to go to the BTV general interest meeting… there I landed a spot on Ponch's show, "Technical Difficulties," a show for beginners to learn about the basics of running a show, from the editing to the soundboards to the cameras and many other duties… I did all eventually, but I started with what I wanted, the spotlight, as the host! I used my wrestling name, Psycohol obviously, and soon everybody at BTV referred to me as Psycohol… just what I wanted, heh… on the first couple shows, I gathered a bunch of old clips from my past backyard wrestling, the highlights, and aired them so everyone on campus could see I really meant business… I got a bunch of calls with praise, and Ponch was also significantly impressed… but it was obvious that there was still some fire in his blood from his humiliating loss to me at the Dining Hall on his own show…
Well it wasn't long until Ponch finally asked for his rematch, and it was on live TV as we were doing one of our shows. I gladly accepted, and suddenly it was on! We went back into the Studio area of BTV and cleared it out… we brawled around the back, using stools, chairs, and traffic cones as we fought for our pride! We had Kyoko back there watching and lending assistance to us… she was a cool pink-haired Japanese girl, I dunno whatever happened to her… anyway, the huge plastic garbage pail took a big part in the match as we put each other in it and banged on it…. I don't remember how it ended off the top of my head, but I know that Ponch took the win, evening the score… also, this match was broadcasted live on BTV across campus! It was my first live-telecasted match… oh yeah! It only picked up after this, we were wrestling almost regularly for a couple months…
And let me mention that the BTVW (actually their unofficial name which I gave to it when we were done) was more about fun than serious Hardcore wrestling… The matches were kind of goofy and somewhat lacked in wrestling moves, but it was fun to watch, and even more fun to do! We had to be a little more careful wrestling on a concrete floor ya know! The next show, me and Ponch once again decided to go at it! It was a great hardcore brawl, once again using the full resources of the Studio and it's equipment, but as it was just getting interesting, a mystery man ran out and attack both me and Ponch! He beat us down, but we began fighting back in teamwork, but this guy obviously showed his inexperience in the use of no-selling! He was damn good at not selling our schist… so I guess the match came out a no-contest as we sold to his no-selling arse! We should have just beat him down for real…
Anyway, the next week, he challenged me to a Brawl in the Studio… he claimed to be called Red Dog…. Soon he changed it to Ghetto @$$, then back to Red Dog, then I don't know and I DON'T CARE! We'll just call him Red Dog. We had a match where he basically used the short-arm clothesline repeatedly as basically his only move, where I think I actually used a few wrestling moves… in the end, the hosts called the camera away as we brawled, and it was called a no-contest… but forget about that crappy match…. Let's talk about Red Dog… the opponent I despise most, and I'm not talking storylines, I'm talking real-life…. First of all the small baboon-faced Russian thought he was the best… he claimed to be the champion of his Dorm because he won a video game or something over them… and I guess that makes him a real-life Superstar… His Ego was way out of control…. He was the ugliest kid I've ever seen, and with his only move being the short-arm clothesline, he has proved to be the least skilled bastard of all-time…. Not to mention how gay he was…. Why you ask that I claim this? Well at the time, Britney Spears and the Backstreet F@g$ were all becoming popular…. And he liked them all… he couldn't stand my heavy metal music, and NOBODY could stand his f@ggy Pop…. And I even made fun of the Backstreet F@g$ in front of him, and he got all defensive and threatened me to take it back…. What a little b*tch! Ponch truly hated him too, as did everyone he worked with in BTV, and he eventually got kicked out indefinitely thank god! Enough of him…. After that match, we didn't wrestle for another month or so….
With the 1st semester coming to an end, me and Ponch decided to hold one final match… the Final Battle to end all battles…. The First Blood Match! We brawled around, using the usual weapons, trying to bust each other open…. After a while, I hit Ponch with I don't even remember what, and he went down hard…. As he crawled back to his feet, blood was seen streaming out of his forehead! I won, the match was over…. Or was it? He jumped up attacking me…. Soon he had me busted open too, and even though the match was already over, he kept beating me down! He even found some styrofoam peanuts and stuck them into my would having them hang off my head…. It pissed me off of course, so I beat the hell back into him, and even had Binghamton University's Student President come on to beat on Ponch, but as soon as Ponch saw him, he came alive like an animal, and took down the Prez…. And hell, I even helped beat him down! Me and Ponch had a mutual understanding suddenly…. After all these furious battles, it was time to call a truce and be friends…. We shook hands, and the feud was over…. Well at least for a few months…. The next battle was the biggest of my life so far! The most anticipated and most hyped… it was MY TIME!!! Next>>>
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