Or so it seems. I got to say I was oddly touched by his concern here in a comment in a recent post where I updated readers a little about my latest life and times. I had mentioned that a friend of a friend of a friend wants to sell me his amateur wrestling league-over in Suffolk, Long Island.
"A good friend of mine at work has a friend that is in Live Pro Wrestling, a Long Island wresting league. I've been to some matches and find it kind of cool. Yes, of course it's all fake, but I do love the theater and the pain is real enough for certain."
"Now the owner of the league has approached me to purchase the team. I have,a number of concerns and reservations not to mention misgivings but have decided to at least talk to him a little about it. Whether I would ever do this depends an a number of factors, number 1 what is his asking price-it can't be any more, than about $25,000-a ceiling not a floor."
"A good friend of mine at work has a friend that is in Live Pro Wrestling, a Long Island wresting league. I've been to some matches and find it kind of cool. Yes, of course it's all fake, but I do love the theater and the pain is real enough for certain."
"Now the owner of the league has approached me to purchase the team. I have,a number of concerns and reservations not to mention misgivings but have decided to at least talk to him a little about it. Whether I would ever do this depends an a number of factors, number 1 what is his asking price-it can't be any more, than about $25,000-a ceiling not a floor."
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Morgan implored me not to do it:
"Please do not buy a wrestling team."
I should point out that it's a league not just a team. Again, I appreciate his concern, but my reaction is why? I mean as long as I keep to my line in the sand and don't pay any more than $25,000 grand as an absolute ceiling why is this such a nonstarter?
Don't get me wrong there are many possible pitfalls-which is why me and this fellow are going to have a very long talk on Sunday over lunch-it won't be our last talk either before I even think about it. I need to know what he takes in on a typical night after he's paid all his expenses. From what he's telling me, he doesn't make much. However, he insists that he makes a-quite small-profit. However, he by his own admission doesn't really take the time and do the work to really make this a go.
One of the reasons I'm intrigued is I have all kinds of ideas. I got some a lot of plot twists. I already am thinking of my first night-assuming it happens. I'll stride up there wearing some crazy garb-maybe like a sheriff's uniform or something with a star on my chest. I'll be like 'Fasten into your seat belts boys and girls, as we got a new league this year and it's going to be a bumpy ride. If you nosebleed easily you might want to head for the exists now. You've been warned. We're gonna have some great matches this year, some really great wrestling, the best anywhere with the best plot twists. Though honestly I look at these fools and I think I could take any one of them. Ok, I'll take it easy on them the first nigh.'
I'll offer them maybe a chance to win prizes if they fill out questionnaires or get other people to come to the show. I'll maybe announce a number the fans can call me on if they have ideas-maybe one day a week will be fan suggestion day-see what they actually want to see-which wrestlers they want to see more of, which they may want to see do something different. Then maybe I'll end my bit with a song or something, like It Had to Be You by Barry Manilow.
I'll be like 'And now I'm going to grace you with a song. Some of you might not want to hear that. You may say to yourself 'Why's this Mike guy making this match about him and his God Awful singing, this isn't American Idol, it's a wrestling league.' Well to those of you who feel this way I got one question: who died and made you owner of this wrestling league? Oh, wait: nobody! Nobody made you the owner of this league, nobody made you boss of anything, as a matter of fact nobody cared what you had to say. Guess what: they still don't!'
Also I'm thinking I'll do the old Hanz and Franz device: 'Hear me now and listen to me later! It's my league, not yours.'
Anyway, I got ideas. I got ideas for the actual wrestlers as well, including maybe bringing in a female-there are no girls at this point in the league. She'd be kind of good at having her cake and eating it too. She'd be beating some guy up really bad and then suddenly he started to turn the tables and hit her and then she'd be like 'Oh my God! You would hit a girl?!'
So he'd be like, 'No!' and slink off hanging his head and then she'd be like 'Good because I just love to hit boys' then she start hitting him again.
The story lines intrigue me-you really have to be a writer to do this well. Also, it'd be nice to be the owner of something. Again, I know there are a lot of pitfalls and I may well not go this way, I'm just intrigued. I know Morgan's like the tech prophet so I'll tell you what, you name me a cooler business I can own and maybe I'll forget this, buddy.
P.S. This is not the first time Morgan has looked out for me-in all seriousness, he was the one who let me know when my Twitter account got hacked and as I recall he told me what I had to do. I can't be sure, but it seems like maybe he likes me and has decided I'n not such a bad guy for a liberal-maybe because he sees I'm certainly no slacker. In reality I'm anything sooner than that. Even back in 2011 when I was unemployed for the last 8 months of the year I'd be writing like 5, 6, or 8 of these blog posts per day. In truth I'm hyper driven-I want nothing short of world domination. You think I'm kidding. It's all about baby steps: you have to walk before you run, and crawl before you can walk.
The fact that I was in the wilderness for so long-5 years in my parents' basement!-only makes me so much more hungry and dangerous than I would otherwise have been. Look out world! You're not going to keep me down no more!
In my next post I talk a little more about my day today however-funny enough I was in Patchogue close to where this wrestling league is-my friend lives in Patchogue-if I do get into this, he'd be working with me-kind of my right hand man. This was about far less glamorous business as you'll see. However, this post has already gone long so I'll save it for the next one which is basically a sequel to this post.
So he'd be like, 'No!' and slink off hanging his head and then she'd be like 'Good because I just love to hit boys' then she start hitting him again.
The story lines intrigue me-you really have to be a writer to do this well. Also, it'd be nice to be the owner of something. Again, I know there are a lot of pitfalls and I may well not go this way, I'm just intrigued. I know Morgan's like the tech prophet so I'll tell you what, you name me a cooler business I can own and maybe I'll forget this, buddy.
P.S. This is not the first time Morgan has looked out for me-in all seriousness, he was the one who let me know when my Twitter account got hacked and as I recall he told me what I had to do. I can't be sure, but it seems like maybe he likes me and has decided I'n not such a bad guy for a liberal-maybe because he sees I'm certainly no slacker. In reality I'm anything sooner than that. Even back in 2011 when I was unemployed for the last 8 months of the year I'd be writing like 5, 6, or 8 of these blog posts per day. In truth I'm hyper driven-I want nothing short of world domination. You think I'm kidding. It's all about baby steps: you have to walk before you run, and crawl before you can walk.
The fact that I was in the wilderness for so long-5 years in my parents' basement!-only makes me so much more hungry and dangerous than I would otherwise have been. Look out world! You're not going to keep me down no more!
In my next post I talk a little more about my day today however-funny enough I was in Patchogue close to where this wrestling league is-my friend lives in Patchogue-if I do get into this, he'd be working with me-kind of my right hand man. This was about far less glamorous business as you'll see. However, this post has already gone long so I'll save it for the next one which is basically a sequel to this post.
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