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November 3rd, 2005
Betrayal.
That's the only word that comes to mind when I think about this past weekend's IWC show at the Palisades.
Since the first time I stepped into an IWC locker room roughly one year ago, Shirley Doe was more helpful to me than anybody. That first night, he approached me and offered any help I may need. For as nervous as I was moving to such a big stage, it was a great relief to have someone like Doe do something so caring.
It's no secret that Doe is (well, was) looked at as the IWC locker room leader. Anytime you needed something, he was there for all of us. Now, I can't stomach to look at him.
Years ago, before I had been fortunate enough to enter the business, I used to regularly talk with Shirley Doe. Honest to God, he said to me at one point that I reminded Doe of himself at the same age. At the time, and ever since, I always took great pride in hearing that.
Now, it angers me.
Now, I look at that comparison as an insult.
Doe turned his back on every one of us. The boys, and the fans. Even the people he had personal differences with in the back looked up to and respected him.
Actually, the more that I think about it, I think it's safe to say that Doe did not turn his back on us. Instead he simply tricked all of us. For how long, however, is the question.
Personally, I believe this whole scenario has been in the works for quite a while, possibly even years.
It's also no secret that in times past, Doe was aligned with both HENTAI and Sebastian Dark. The question is, did these partnerships actually ever end??
As I was leaving Saturday night, I looked around the backstage area of the Palisades. I saw Shiima Xion lying in a heap, dealing with the pain brought on by competing in the sport that he loves. I saw Jake Garrett with a bandage over his eye, and the blood sneaking through. I saw Jason Gory, dejected, having just come off both winning and losing his first title in an IWC ring. I saw Dean Radford, hell-bent on revenge for the damn near criminal act that happened to him months ago, wiping blood from his forehead. And so on. And so on.
All of these people had at least one thing in common- they looked up to and respected Doe.
Looked- past tense.
Now, Doe was not there for them when they needed him, when he always used to be.
I didn't even try to find Doe on my way out. I actually left quietly. I had nothing to say.
Now, however, I have one thing to say.
Shirley Doe, you are dead to me.
-Steven Colter
That's the only word that comes to mind when I think about this past weekend's IWC show at the Palisades.
Since the first time I stepped into an IWC locker room roughly one year ago, Shirley Doe was more helpful to me than anybody. That first night, he approached me and offered any help I may need. For as nervous as I was moving to such a big stage, it was a great relief to have someone like Doe do something so caring.
It's no secret that Doe is (well, was) looked at as the IWC locker room leader. Anytime you needed something, he was there for all of us. Now, I can't stomach to look at him.
Years ago, before I had been fortunate enough to enter the business, I used to regularly talk with Shirley Doe. Honest to God, he said to me at one point that I reminded Doe of himself at the same age. At the time, and ever since, I always took great pride in hearing that.
Now, it angers me.
Now, I look at that comparison as an insult.
Doe turned his back on every one of us. The boys, and the fans. Even the people he had personal differences with in the back looked up to and respected him.
Actually, the more that I think about it, I think it's safe to say that Doe did not turn his back on us. Instead he simply tricked all of us. For how long, however, is the question.
Personally, I believe this whole scenario has been in the works for quite a while, possibly even years.
It's also no secret that in times past, Doe was aligned with both HENTAI and Sebastian Dark. The question is, did these partnerships actually ever end??
As I was leaving Saturday night, I looked around the backstage area of the Palisades. I saw Shiima Xion lying in a heap, dealing with the pain brought on by competing in the sport that he loves. I saw Jake Garrett with a bandage over his eye, and the blood sneaking through. I saw Jason Gory, dejected, having just come off both winning and losing his first title in an IWC ring. I saw Dean Radford, hell-bent on revenge for the damn near criminal act that happened to him months ago, wiping blood from his forehead. And so on. And so on.
All of these people had at least one thing in common- they looked up to and respected Doe.
Looked- past tense.
Now, Doe was not there for them when they needed him, when he always used to be.
I didn't even try to find Doe on my way out. I actually left quietly. I had nothing to say.
Now, however, I have one thing to say.
Shirley Doe, you are dead to me.
-Steven Colter
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