The Corino Chronicles XXVIII: A Christmas Chronicle
The Corino Chronicles XXVIII: A Christmas Chronicle
Well not really, just posted on Christmas
December 20-Am I really flying home to a blizzard?
It’s about an hour into my return flight from Tokyo to Newark and like most of my long flights I got the urge to write.
Note: Some of the stuff I wrote on the plane and the rest I have written on the morning of December 25 at my home computer so I apologize if it bounces a round a bit.
I have a ton to cover in this edition of The Corino Chronicles but my thoughts are on this freaking snow storm waiting for me. I can’t even imagine how bad my porch is right now. But I am excited to get home because I miss Colby and my dog Sandy tons.
Christmas is right around the corner and besides a few gifts for family and friends; I am way behind but will play catch up. Most people I won’t see until after Christmas so I can shop the day after Christmas and save some money! (shhhh, I hope those people don’t read this column!)
Like most of my Chronicles, I usually write a ton of notes that range from thoughts on stuff that I have done or just random shit. Finally, I sit down with a pot of coffee and write it down. I wish I had the discipline (and time) to write once a week and post it on CorinoWrestling.com. Maybe that will be one of my New Years resolutions for 2010: Write the Corino Chronicles at least twice a month.
2010 will actually be the first time in years that I am going to be making resolutions. 2009 (well, the first eight months) was a total nightmare for me. If it wasn’t for Chuck, I would have driven myself insane in Puerto Rico. But after my Australia tour in late July I decided that my luck would only change if I did it. I am lucky that I had some great family and real friends that helped me become me again. Thank you to all of you.
12/25-Sitting at my computer reading over my notes I have realized that this Chronicle is going to be WAY too long. Long but hopefully entertaining as I cover issues like: The craziness of the train ride home, the November WORLD-1 shows, my Thanksgiving trip to Finland, a deer chasing my dog and I, news on my ACE appearance, the TWA event on December 5, my trip to Japan, ROH’s Final Battle, and general thoughts including taking new trainees.
I should have known that my trip home would have its bumps and bruises. It always does. With 12 inches of snow waiting for me in Philadelphia I figured my flight would either be canceled or really, really delayed. Neither. Flight was going to Newark AND on time. Something’s up.
After a long 14 hour flight, where nothing went wrong. No one bumped my elbow. The dude in front of me didn’t recline his seat into my lap. The food was OK. The movies were good. How is it that nothing has gone wrong yet? Oh, but wait.
Customs and immigration was easy. So I figured it out. Something will have to go wrong on the train ride and I was right!
Because I flew from Newark and live outside Philadelphia, I had to take a train from the airport to Trenton, where certified genius Rob Dimension would be waiting for me in my car (Or his). So as I am paying for my train ticket, a guy walks up to me and asks me how to get a ticket for New York Penn Station. So I show him what to do and he goes on his merry way.
Somehow I looked like I worked there because this little old Latino lady walks up to me and tells me she has no idea to get to Trenton. Being a nice guy (not the Christmas spirit, which is total bullshit. Be nice to people all the time. Unless his name is Rob Dimension) I told her to follow me because I was going to Trenton. She is probably thinking “What a nice young man. There is no way he can screw this up.” Well I did. This poor woman.
I see on the screen that the next train to Trenton is 5:36pm. Its 5:37. Shit, we missed it. Gotta wait. 6:17 is the next one. 40 minutes isn’t so bad. But five minutes into waiting I see a train. I figure that maybe the 5:36 was late due to the weather and this was it. Someone in the waiting room said it was going to Trenton so we jump on. Remember this Latino lady is following me like I know where I am going. I don’t.
After being on the train for a moment or two, I hear (and other did too) the conductor or whoever makes those miserable sounding announcements, say that this train is going to New York Penn Station and the next stop is North Elizabeth. I think “shit” and that we are going north on the wrong train. Smart guy Steve thinks that we can get off at North Elizabeth and just get on the next train going south. That is what the normal person would think is correct right? At least I thought so too.
I was wrong.
As six people including me and my new BFF get off at North Elizabeth, I quickly realize that North Elizabeth is the first stop SOUTH. Dammit, I was on the right train. And I am guiding this poor old woman around.
OK, once again, a normal person would just assume that the 6:17pm train to Trenton from Newark would just stop in North Elizabeth. So I am thinking this is not a problem at all and I (and my lady friend) will just wait 30 minutes or so.
I was wrong again.
6:19 comes and here I see the train. I am so smart. Wait, there goes the train. WTF?
No way that this thing could have just passed us. Well, something was up, and I can wait another 30 minutes before the next one would be by. Now here is the scene: It’s deserted at North Elizabeth except for the lights of the train station, me, and my new friend. Let’s call her Rosario.
So “Rosario” and I are sitting there, alone, as we watch two Amtrak trains fly by kicking up snow onto an already freezing Steven Corino.
6:52 now and I see our train. There is a God. I am imagining how nice and warm it is going to be on the train to Trenton. How good it is going to be to get home. And then this train goes right by us AGAIN. WTFlyingF?
Now I am totally confused. How in the piss is this train going to not stop at North Elizabeth two times in a row? There has to be a map around here. Ahhh, here you are. And the last stop at North Elizabeth is 5:51pm. As I look at my phone I notice that it is now around 6:57pm. I, and now “Rosario”, are screwed.
Ok, ok, what to do…what to do. I think that I can just us back on track, no pun intended, if I find a taxi to take us either to Elizabeth station (south) or back to Newark Airport (north). Easier said then done. Ever try to get a taxi in North Elizabeth? Not very easy. I called seven, yes 7, different taxi companies and got told no at each one. Only on the eighth, yep 8th, attempt I get a taxi. She has in her bitchy style, 15 minutes. And hangs up.
Are they coming or not? And how do I explain this to this poor woman, who just an hour ago thought I was going to get her to Trenton safely, that a taxi may or may not come in the next 15 minutes? And this wrestling fans, is the life of Steve Corino…
I take “Rosario” and I wait near the opening of the North Elizabeth Shop & Save. Ever gone there? Don’t. Two people sitting there ask me “Do you know where to get a taxi?” and I thought, “Why would you ask me? Jeez, today I am the train ticket operator and now, obviously being way out of place in North Elizabeth, I know the local taxi system.”
Of course I don’t say that and say “Well, actually I do. Here is the number.” They thank me, call, get the same sweet lady I got, and then it comes to me: What if they want to steal my cab? Me and “Rosario’s” cab I mean.
20-25 cold minutes go by and I am not thinking “I have my Japan fight money in my pocket. What if I get robbed?” Come on now, sympathize with me here. I just wrestled, drove 8 hours, flew 14, took the wrong train, and have an old woman following me because she has no idea how to get to Trenton. I think a bit of paranoia is understandable.
The taxi finally comes and the driver is a total worker. I ask him “Kind sir, what is closer? Elizabeth or Newark?” and he says, without missing a beat, “Hey man, it’s all money to me.” What does that even mean? This guy is out to work me.
The Wile E. Coyote in me thinks for a second and then asks the couple who also called a taxi, “Where are you going? Anywhere close to Elizabeth?” They say yes and now I am thinking to myself “there is no way he can work four of us!” And for the first time tonight, I am right.
I give the cab guy $20 for the four of us and “Rosario” and I are off to Elizabeth Station. Now I figure that I just have to catch the south train but I was no longer taking chances. “Rosario” is about 10 minutes from stabbing me if I screw up one more time.
The next train, that says Long Branch on it, pulls up. Like I said, I am not taking any more chances, so I ask the conductor or whatever the piss he is, “Hi, is this going to Trenton?” and he looks at me like I’m the dick and says “Does it say Trenton? No, it says Long Branch?” Yes, of course I wanted to punch him right in the teeth but what would have “Rosario” thought? And I think it’s against the law or something.
So I say “Does it make stops before Long Branch?” and once again, I’m the dick, he says “Yeah” and I stop him and say “well then how the piss am I supposed to know that? You could just say Trenton is the next train. Geez.”
Finally after a switch of trains, “Rosario” and I get to Trenton. Late but healthy. Now before we said our goodbyes, I ask her if she needs help getting to the River Line. She smiles and says “No. I think you have done enough tonight.” Is that good?
Nothing is easy in the life of Steve Corino.
This past Japan tour was one that was fun and very different. I will get into it in a little bit but I will actually go in order from November 22 to December 25 to make it easier to follow.
November 22 was our first WORLD-1 doubleheader in years from Neptune, NJ. Now these were not our normal W-1 show, this one was attended by ZERO1 official Hiroki Asai to look at talent for future tours.
The shows were really good for the most part. Asai saw a bunch of things he liked, some things he didn’t, and things we could do to get better. All stuff that we are going to work on for 2010. Plus in 2010 you will see us at W-1 bring some Japanese talent in. It is really a fun place to watch a pro-wrestling show. Visit www.WORLD1Online.com.
On the opening show I defended the W-1 heavyweight title against my old friend Ace Darling. I have known Ace for almost 15 years now. When I was training to be a wrestler in ’94 guys like Ace, Devon Storm (Crowbar), Terminator Crash (Hugh Morris), and Johnny Gunn (Tom Brandi/Sal Sincere/Patriot) were the young indy standouts. Crash and Tom were heavyweights so there was no real chance I would be wrestling them, but Ace and Devon were jr. heavyweights and that meant that I had to wrestle them.
I was totally intimidated by Ace and Devon. To me, they were the future of wrestling, and in the fall of 1995 I found myself intertwined in a story line with them, the future Billy Kidman, and Simon Diamond.
In 1995 I was still in my rookie year. I barely had 20 matches in when I went to Jim Kettner’s ECWA in Wilmington. If there is one guy that all young guys need to work for to really get it when it comes to wrestling, is Jim Kettner. Jim gave me the opportunity to work in his company when I am sure he knew I didn’t belong. I was so green and knew it. But Jimmy believed in me and to this day I don’t know why, but appreciate it so much.
I am an opening card wrestler for the ECWA my first few months and then it happened. During the ECWA tag team title program between Ace Darling and Kid Flash (Billy Kidman) vs. Lance (Simon) Diamond and Devon Storm, Devon either got hurt or signed with WCW. I never really remember this part. You can watch my first or second shoot with RFVideo to see me debate that very same question. But it was Ace and Simon that went to Jim and recommended that I should take Devon’s part while he was recovering (or appearing on Nitro. Either or.) and it was a position that a 1995 Steve Corino had no business being in.
So the stage has been set for Steve Corino and Lance Diamond to take the ECWA tag team titles from Ace Darling and Kid Flash, as they split up as a team afterward. The only problem is that I messed up every little thing with Ace. If there were five things to remember I screwed up seven of them. And I could tell that Ace was hot that I was making him look bad but what I always remembered that he never yelled at me or took a shot at me. He sat down afterward and told me what I did wrong and what I needed to do to get better. That always meant a lot to me. Of course the next three times I wrestle Ace I just screw up. Again. And again. I have to be the worst wrestler ever to face him. I mean, I just screwed up looking at him. But each time he never got hot at me and always tried with me the next time. Then one of my greatest fears happens…he wants to come to wrestle in W-1!
Being one of the people in charge I can usually make sure I wrestle who I want to wrestle but Ace made it perfectly clear that if he was coming to W-1 he wanted to wrestle me. Ah shit. What made it even worse is that Ace has gotten in amazing shape over the last few months and I had to not only worry about screwing up 14 years later, but trying to keep up with him in the ring.
Luckily the match was really good. A totally old school style match and I don’t think I screwed up once. I was really happy with it and I hope Ace was too. Well that was my Ace story. He has a Steve Corino story. You should ask him about it!
The second show I wrestled a totally different style against Ricky Reyes. I never can understand the “internet hate” that Reyes has from some of the smart marks. The guy is put together great, his work is excellent, and loves our sport. You would think that the internet fans would be all over him in a good way.
The match was as strong style as you can get. What I love about Reyes is that he doesn’t care if there are 50 people in the house, 500, or even zero. Once he gets in there it is all business and he has something to prove. This was the first time we have wrestled one on one. I think we had a tag match against each other once in ROH a few years ago, but this was our first singles match together and I can’t wait for the next one.
Thanksgiving weekend I was off from wrestling so I took a quick trip to Finland to take care of some business. It was nice to get away for a few days and it was also a good time to make things right.
I survived the Finn Air strike long enough to get home and return back to the normal world of Steve Corino. Of course “normal” really doesn’t apply in my world.
The day after I returned I had a scary, yet funny in a sick way, experience. After a 4am workout session I came home at about 6:30. It was cold but beautiful out. I live near a big creek and with all the leaves gone and the creek so calm; it was just the perfect morning to take Sandy (my dog) for a walk.
I grabbed my cup of Wawa coffee and my girl and I head out to the trail. Usually the walking trail is about 50 meters from the water but with no leaves there was a little opening to where the dog and I could walk near the creek.
Now here I am walking and thinking to myself “This is the life” and how nothing could ruin this moment.
I was wrong.
With Sandy by my side I hear ruffling ahead of us. We both stopped. About 100 meters in front of us is a deer. A phucking deer. And like a old western this thing has stopped and is just staring at us. Both the dog and I look at each other in amazement and then look at the deer. It’s a standoff…but not for long.
All of a sudden this deer starts running towards Sandy and I. We both look at each other for a split second and take off. Yep, the dog and I were on the same wave length and neither of us wanted to be raped by this deer. I think it saw a white guy with a beard and thought “HUNTER without a gun. I am going to get him.”
Lucky for us we made it to the house before this Moose-like deer caught us and tore us limb from limb. I don’t think I ever ran so fast in my entire life. Thank God I lost a bunch of weight or that deer would have been eating my man fat. For the next hour besides trying to catch my breath, the dog and I went back to the window to see if the deer was waiting for us!
The reality of the situation is that the deer probably ran the opposite direction when we did but it makes for a more fun story if the deer chased us. Shit I was scared!
The next weekend was the Tri-State Wrestling Alliance show in New Jersey. Before I get into the TWA, I want to apologize to the ACE promoters and fans. I totally F’d up and literally wrote the ACE date down as December 4 and not 5. It was my screw up. When Mike Morgan, the promoter, informed me about it, I attempted to see it was possible to do a double shot but I had to wrestle a Battle Royal early, then a singles match, and then the main event for TWA. I am usually more responsible then this and apologize to the ACE promotion.
TWA is a lot of fun. Like I said in the last edition of The Corino Chronicles, I was a huge TWA fan so wrestling for the new TWA is a dream come true. It was also a rare night when I had to wrestle three times on one show. Three times at my age? Well I was pumped because I was getting to wrestle one of my heroes, Tony HITMAN Stetson, in the main event. The first match I was in a battle royal where the winner would be the number one contender to Glen Osbourne’s TWA heavyweight title. In over 15 years in pro-wrestling I have NEVER won a battle royal. Can you believe that? I have won over 60 titles, wrestled all over the world, been in the ring with most of my heroes, but never won a battle royal! Well I was the co-winner of this one! Does that count as a win or half a win?
The second match I wrestled in was against young Shane Harris. Harris is a heckuva talent that Mike Kehner just brought to W-1 and he is going to do well with both TWA and W-1. Big, strong, and a great attitude. Then it was onto the main with Stetson. I was really nervous because I used to watch Stetson have these awesome battles with Larry Winters, DC Drake, and Johnny Hotbody and now I am in the ring with him.
I think for how first matchups go this went well. I think it will only get better in the next coming months. The fans ate it up too, which is great. For some reason the TWA fans just love to attack Rob Dimension.
Speaking of Dimension, the tandem of Corino/Dimension has really taken off in the past few months. I love the chemistry and the fans hate us together so it’s a really good partnership. More on Rob Dimension later.
The next day I was to take off for my 73rd tour of Japan but thanks to an asshole named Daniel Balcam at Newark Airport made sure that wouldn’t have happened.
You have to realize that Newark Airport is two hours from where I live but the price for the air ticket from Newark was half of what it was from Philadelphia, so ZERO1 asked me to fly from there and it was no problem. I was going to leave my car at Dimension’s and then he would drop me off at the Trenton train station. Hey, Dimension takes this managing thing seriously. He’s my Rick Pecker.
Everything is cool when Rob drops me off at the train station. I get on the train and head to the airport. I was running a bit later then I wanted but I was going to make it to the Continental line within the one hour I needed before check in closed. So I get there with an hour and 11 minutes remaining and of course, like Newark Airport is always, it is under staffed. If there were 500 people in line I would not be BSing. So I go up to this dipshit worker named Daniel and inform him that there is no way that I am going to be able to get through this line in 11 minutes and he says “Wait here for a moment” as he goes off to play with himself or give someone else bad advice. 25 minutes later he comes over and now I am hot because I know what is going to happen. I say “Hey, I talked to you almost a half hour ago about my flight. Its taking off in less then 45 minutes.” He once again says to me “Where are you going?” and I say “Tokyo Narita” and he gives me a look like I am a dick and says “Oh you are too late for that flight.”
Now I am hotter then hell. I walk right up into his personal space and tell him that I came to him 30 minutes ago and that HE f’d up, not me. Like a coward he literally caved almost like he thought I was going to hurt him. Puss. I have to now wait in this line to get a new flight. Guess what? There is only ONE Continental flight per day from Newark so I had to go all the way home. I was pissed. But they did give me a free upgrade so my anger was short lived.
The next day I arrive at the airport about three hours early and who is the first person I see? Yep douche bag Daniel Balcam. He looks right down at the ground and quickly walks away. Now, DANIEL BALCAM, I hope you are happy. Because you are rude and bad at your job I will publically bury you. Learn how to be either a man or nice to people. Actually you should learn how to do both. Dick.
Right as I arrived in Tokyo, I found out that I would have to stay in Japan until December 20 instead of my original date of December 16 due to Kintaro Kanemura and my last two tag team tournament matches would be on December 18 and 19, knocking me out of Ring Of Honor’s Final Battle weekend. That bummed me out because I was really looking forward to getting in the ROH mix. 2010 will be different as I will dedicate a lot of time to ROH and it will be the first time that I have done that. Even though I have been in and out of ROH for the last almost eight years, I was never a full time player. Hopefully that will change in 2010. I really want to prove myself and be in the ring with some of the greatest talents in the world. Selfishly, to see what this old man can still do. This is the kick in the ass I needed.
This tour was a “back to basics” tour for me. Meaning that instead of staying in a hotel, like I usually do, I stayed at the Dojo house with six other young boys. It is a dorm style set up and it was perfect for me to stay focused. I would wake up early, around 5:30am, and run through Shiba Park, then go to the Temple and watch them pray and clear my head, and then by 6:30-45 I was at the Dojo training for two hours. I needed this to stay disciplined with weight training and cardio. I knew that if I stayed in a hotel, I would have had the tendency to relax a little more and not train as hard.
The whole tour was built around ZERO1’s first tag league tournament. I was paired with the XWF’s Kintaro Kanemura and I couldn’t have been happier. I have known Kanemura since the old ECW days and he has always been so good to me. I never forgot that both him and Shinya Hashimoto made sure that I was the only gaijin on the 2003 Kudo Fuyuki Memorial Shows. I don’t know what it is, but Kanemura and I (plus CW Anderson and Testuhito Kuroda) have always had a good time together.
I did post a lot of the daily results on my Twitter (@CorinoWrestling) and on Facebook. I was actually surprised that we ended up with 3 points but was also happy. Our goal every night was not to win, but to make sure that all the Japanese fans were entertained.
Random shit file: While walking to the dojo, a guy passed me with a top hat on. A top hat?
Akebono was on tour with us and it was the first time that I got to sit down and talk to him. What a CMF (Cooooool Mo Fo). I was super impressed with how much he knew and loved pro-wrestling and you can see it in his matches. Sometimes guys come from other sports and are total assholes (see Matt Ghaffari) but Akebono is definitely not one of them. It was a pleasure to get to know him on this tour. Great guy.
While you are on CorinoWrestling.com make sure you go over to my sister, Allison’s, blog “Dangerous Thoughts”. She is about to celebrate her 10th year in pro-wrestling next year. 10 years already? Kiddo, you have come a long way and you should be very proud of your career. I wish TNA would smarten up and get you on TV.
Unfortunately I only brought two books with me on this tour. The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown and Bid Time Return by the great Richard Matheson.
I really enjoyed the first 95% of The Lost Symbol. Usually Dan Brown’s books start off really slow and then pick up after the 50th or so page. This book starts out hot but the ending was a little off. And now when I read Dan Brown, the lead character is always Tom Hanks to me!
Bid Time Return is a book that I have wanted to read for at least 20 years. I am a big fan of the movie version (called Somewhere In Time) and the book has been out of print. I finally found a copy on Amazon and it was worth the $31 I paid for it. The book is way different then the movie and it really could be two different stories, both of which I love. Highly recommended.
The big thing I missed while being away, besides Colby and Sandy, was MLB Network. With all the trades and free agent signings I would have wasted away in front of that channel!
I still don’t know how I feel about the Roy Halladay trade. Time will tell on this one. I was really happy with the job that Cliff Lee did with the Phillies during the stretch and was hoping that the Phil’s rotation would look like this: Lee, Hamels, PEDRO, Happ, and Blanton with Moyer in a long relief/spot starter role. I know Moyer wants to start but he is 93 years old and needs to be put in a spot where he can pitch out of situations and still help Cole Hamels and J.A. Happ become big stars.
Polonco was a good pickup I guess. To me, he is a #7 hitter on this team and hopefully he will hit 20/75/.300. I don’t know if he is good protection for either Jayson Werth or Raul Ibanez but if he hits for average and helps turn the lineup over, then I am going to be happy.
I do hope that the Phillies try and sign Pedro Martinez again for a full year. 5-1 last season, he really was great for the team and city. I hated Pedro Martinez. I hated him until he put on that Phillies hat. Does he have enough in the tank for a full year? I don’t know but I would take a chance of an 8 day rest period between starts and start Moyer in between. That way both pitchers would get about 16 starts in and if push comes to shove they have enough rest that they could be used for long relief.
The Thursday before I left was my last free day before the end of the tournament. I totally planned to sleep in but was woken by a freaking earthquake. EARTHQUAKE. And here I am on the top bunk in the dojo house.
While I was away I got the news that Umaga had passed away. And once again I have to hear it from 1000 different people that I don’t know telling me on Facebook like they were a reporter. I hate this. Why do people think they need to break the story like they are TMZ? To everyone out there in FB land that wants to “break a story” to me, don’t. Mike Kehner is my go-to guy when it comes to wrestling news. Kehner will text me if he has news or something that I would be interested in. I don’t want to hear it from people I don’t know.
I didn’t know Umaga well. Met him maybe a half dozen times. He was an OK guy to me but he was not my friend. I feel bad for his family, who have lost a father and husband, and the whole Samoan family. Death at 36 is always sad, but I hate that we have to make a huge negative issue out of it. Let the family mourn and enjoy the entertainment that he gave you.
Speaking of Facebook, I enjoy FB so much more then I ever did with MySpace. But there are things I do not enjoy. Putting stupid surveys or cards or asking me to play “Mafia games” makes me crazy. I have just started deleting people that do it since I can only have 5000 people on there. That is why I had to create a “fan page” so that everyone that can’t be added to my regular FB can join that. It is pretty much the same thing. So every week or so I send out 150 or so messages (it’s the same email) to people waiting to be added and tell them that I can not add them and please join the fan page. Can you believe I get some idiots that write and say “Oh, the great Steve Corino wants me to join his fan page. Sorry dude.” WTF? These people request ME and get hot when I tell them that I can’t add them but give them an alternative. You know what? From now on when I get these stupid emails I will post them.
And speaking of posting, my manager Rob Dimension came up with the funniest thing about posting on my page. He originally did it to see if he could drum up some heel heat but for the most part everyone has loved it. I think the only people that would be offended are the ones that are guilty of the violations. Here is what he posted:
Regardless of how many times Steve tells most of you, you still don’t understand how things work. Steve has asked me to make it simple so everyone can understand. While he does enjoy hearing from his fans, he hates people who don’t follow common sense.
If you are a fan of Mr. Corino, thank you, he appreciates your support. What he doesn’t appreciate are the following:
1. Chatting - While Steve is online, he is often available to chat. Please be courteous and understand if Steve does not know you, don’t expect the conversation to be long. Believe it or not, he has a life, has friends and doesn’t remember everyone he meets. He also doesn’t want to hear “wow, you bleed a lot” or anything dumb or un-clever…since if you worked at McDonalds, Steve would never message you with “Wow, you get those fries down quick”. Don’t start the conversation with “Hey”. This has been said on numerous “Corino Chronicles” and interviews. Have a full sentence worked out or don’t bother.
2. Bookings – This is where common sense really takes over. I have known Steve for 10 yrs. I will get booked before you. When you see me go to Japan, then ask him for the “Hey..um…can I get on the Zero One tour?”. This is his answer – “No, get some gear, pay your dues, hit the gym…don’t call us..We will call you.” He really hates when he is asked for bookings, I have seen people get deleted instantly or be told “Fuck Off”. The Wrestling business isn’t nice, if you plan to cut corners, don’t expect things to end well.
3. Social Questions or Virtual Pets – This is grounds for immediate deletion. These are time consuming to delete, take up space and clutters the page. Please keep your fake animals, mob wars invites and random questions on your own page. Steve trys to answer all emails, messages and comments on his page. With nearly 10,000 friends and fans, please cut him some slack and avoid this at all cost.
4. Insider Terms - Since the Internet is everywhere and regardless of how much money you make, any moron can have access, Steve wanted me to pass this along. Please refrain from messages containing “Insider” terms. Yes, it’s totally hip to call Professional Wrestlers - “Workers” or calling that microwavable Burrito a “Gimmick”, but not to us. We know that you’re a Fan, we hope that you come to realize that you’re a fan also. So, if the notion comes over you to message Steve with “Hey, that gimmick you did tonight, with the Dusty Finish, where you went over, was cool”…think better or be deleted.
5. Degrees of Separation – Yes, we know your Steve’s “Biggest” fan and you just happen to notice that some other Corino’s (Son, Sister, Mother) are on Facebook. They don’t know you (unless they ACTUALLY know you), so please refrain from hitting the “Request Friend” button. It’s weird and honestly…creepy. Steve enjoys his family’s privacy, they don’t care that you just met Steve. They deal with enough Wrestling, trust me, they are happy you enjoy what he does, but not enough to make you their friend. Mr. Corino will not hesitate from deleting you and possibly messaging you, in an uncomfortable manner.
6. Connecting the Dots – Steve has many Friends that he speaks with on a daily basis. Knowing us does not mean we can “Get you booked”. We can’t!! Plain and simple. Steve usually just adds you to the list of “Don’t book” because you tried to cheat the system. Plus, if you suck, then it just puts heat on the friend that put in a word for you. Steve knows who and what he likes, he doesn’t want to hear that “I know Mike Kehner” or “Dimension managed me once” or “I was (fill in the blank)’s Champion”. I will tell you that this statement is 100% TRUE. Yes, Steve has connections but that doesn’t mean that he is the “Booker” everywhere he goes. Asking who is in charge is always encouraged or politely asking for the companies email address is a great way to get some respect.
I hope you read and follow the above – it will make your Facebooking experience with Mr. Corino much better. If this offends you, chances are you are the moron mentioned above, if you don’t do anything above, then relax and enjoy your friendship with Mr. Wrestling.
Funny stuff. Who’d a thought Rob Dimension was funny. I have known him almost 10 years and I can count on one hand how many times he popped me.
Well after 6500 words you guys are probably sick and tired of reading my dribble.
Until next time have a wonderful holiday season and don’t forget to follow me on Twitter.
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