Post by Misha LeCavalier on Jan 19, 2017 19:42:05 GMT -5
Gather around and take a seat. Open up your ears, and be attentive—because I’ve got a question to ask you.
When you think of greatness, what name come to mind?
Gates?
Buffet?
Rockefeller?
Those are all good choices; and if this were some kind of civics, economics, and social studies class, then you’d likely be correct. However, there’s one name that stands above them all—LeCavalier.
Now the first question that may come to your minds is, “who are the LeCavaliers? I’ve never heard of them before.” Well, that is why I told you to open up your ears and be attentive, for you are about to get a crash course on the family that has fundamentally shaped and molded North America and Europe since nearly the beginning of time.
Let’s commence.
The earliest existence of our people can be dated back to 1750, in Normandy. We were not royalty, as we never held the crown—however, we were one of Normandy’s influential houses of nobility. We were forward-thinking aristocrats. Securing wealth was a primary goal, but so was channeling our wealth to construct and enhance the culture around us…
How ambitious, right?
Fast forward to the Great Migration, my ancestors brought that same ambition, influence, and wealth over to North America. That was back in the 1700s and 1800s. And ever since then, we have thrived in every area and facet that we’ve laid our hands upon.
Therefore, it is abundantly clear that the name LeCavalier is synonymous with success. Nevertheless, our family is also known for its primary profession—professional wrestling.
Each successive generation of our family has generated a crop of talent. These young LeCavaliers train tireless day and night until they are capable and competent to perform in the ring. They then migrate to the U.S., to Europe, to Mexico, throughout parts of Canada, all with the same goals—to dominant, and to make sure the wrestling world remembers our name.
In short, we are an everlasting dynasty...
You are probably wondering how is such a dynasty built? Or, perhaps you’re pondering what makes us LeCavaliers different than all the other numerous families out there? The answer is pretty simple. There are three cornerstone characteristics that what distinguish us from all the others—
Tradition, Hierarchy, and Legacy.
Tradition [noun]
a. The transmission of customs or beliefs from generation to generation, or the fact of being passed on in this way.
b. A long-established custom or belief that has been passed on in this way.
The difference between professional wrestling and other sports is the fact that wrestling is always changing, always progressing at a rapid rate. In my day, it was really unheard of to come off the top rope. Compare that to today’s wrestlers. A top rope shooting-star is an everyday move to some. Wrestling’s dynamic nature is what makes being a wrestler painstakingly difficult. Everyone and their mother believes that they have what it takes. And when they actually jump into the ring, they all do the same bullshit: reckless flips, mindless striking, etc. All of that takes away from the sport. Furthermore, all of that takes away from the wrestlers who are truly special.
Tradition, that’s what separates us LeCavaliers from all the others. Yes, we change and evolve with the business; that’s just common sense. However, stability fosters efficiency. And the following principles have lead to a consistent crop of spectacular wrestlers:
1. Show respect and reverence to the ring.
2. Do not fear the ring or its confines.
3. Study and train in the sport at an early age.
3. Learn and master the fundamentals.
4. Know your limits, and learn to exceed them.
5. Every son shall wrestle at least one match in his life.
6. Every generation shall have three to four members who carry on the mantel.
7. Remember your name and why you wrestle.
These principles are taught and instilled in every LeCavalier, whether they wrestle or not. They are vital links to our past. Knowing and understanding said links help us to shape our future.
Hierarchy [noun]
a. A system or organization in which people or groups are ranked one above the other according to status or authority.
b. The upper echelons of a hierarchical system; those in authority.
c. An arrangement or classification of things according to relative importance or inclusiveness.
Honor and respect should be given to those who have come before you. That lesson is easy and plain to learn. However, it’s often ignored by this current generational society, or it wasn’t taught to them in the first place. Nevertheless, Tradition and Hierarchy often go hand-in-hand, for better or for worse.
In our case, it’s for the better. Wrestlers in our family follow a hierarchy system. Each LeCavalier happens to fall into one of the following categories.
Unproven Lion: These are younger members who are unproven, as the title indicates. This would encompass those who have never wrestled, those are still training, and those who have just begun wrestling professionally. In the past, unproven lions had to work under a pseudonym, an alternate spelling, as opposed to the actual LeCavalier name; that practice has been done away with. Due to their rookie nature and status, these members garner the least amount of respect.
Tested Lion: This category is reserved for LeCavaliers who have had three to four years experience in the sport. They are not rookies, not by a long shot; however, they haven’t mastered the sport, or its finer points. You could say that they are intermediate. They garner more respect than unproven lions, and their opinions are taken more into account.
Sage: At minimum, a LeCavalier must have at least five years of in ring experience to even be considered a sage; one must also be at least twenty-five years of age. This category is reserved for wrestlers who have shown prowess and mastery in the ring and sport. Being labeled as a sage normally means that you’ve earned the favor and respect of the family’s elders; therefore, a Sage’s thoughts and opinions are taken into great consideration. Sage’s may offer advice and guidance to the Lions. Currently, there are two sages who still actively compete: Misha LeCavalier and Ryan LeCavalier.
Elder: These are the oldest members of our family, our forefathers. They’ve reached the status of elder because of their age, and because of their knowledge and longevity. They hold power and wisdom in their palms, and should be consulted with in times of trouble. LeCavalier elders shoulder garner the highest amount of respect.
Legacy [noun]
a. An amount of money or property left to someone in a will.
b. A thing handed down by a predecessor.
Half a century of dominance. Fifty years of intensity. Five decades of glory.
That’s how long the LeCavaliers have graced the world of wrestling with our wonderful presence. And my, what a fifty years it has been.
I myself made my name in Canada. By the time I’d retired from active competition, there wasn’t a wrestling fan in all of the provinces that didn’t know my name. My brother Martin traveled south of the border to Mexico and Puerto Rico to make a name for himself. And, my brother Ethan blazed through Europe and Germany.
If you compared the three of us to conquerors, then we nearly vanquished the entire wrestling world…
Currently, our offspring have taken over our roles.
My daughter Ryan has been wrestling independently in Canada, the United States, and Japan for over a decade. She is a former world champion. My niece, Misha, has wrestled for just under a decade herself. She is a former champion in her own right, and is one of the best technical wrestlers on this planet.
Even though those two have nearly two decades of in ring experience, neither has reached their true potential. Their prime wrestling years are still just beyond the horizon—I’d be fearful if I were out there facing them. They hungry; they are relentless.
And whenever those two decide to hang up their boots, settle down, and have children, the cycle will repeat itself. Their sons and daughter will learn our traditions, they will understand our Hierarchy, and they will continue to honor our Legacy.
Three essential pillars...
January 6th, 2017—Meltdown Eighty-Three.
I’ve been a participant in this sport for nearly a decade now; and, unless something drastic and life-changing happens, I’ll continue to remain a participant. Therefore, as you can likely imagine, I’ve had a lot of spectacular nights out there in the ring. Nevertheless, that shall be a night that I’ll always remember.
That night I etched my name in the history of this company. How could I ever forget something that monumental?
I made my long-awaited debut inside of a North Atlantic Wrestling ring. That is a mighty feat in on and of itself, considering that fact that neither me, the promotion, nor the rest of the wrestling ever thought it was going to happen. However, to merely fixate on that debut is extremely far-sighted. I find myself fixated on the greater implications.
Wrestling is a dynamic and ever-changing industry. The sport constantly evolves; and the wrestlers inside the sport must constantly adapt. This makes standing out and making a name for oneself particularly troublesome. That difficulty is amped up a couple of notches when a person is entering into a foreign or new promotion, because hierarchies and expectations are already established.
With all that being said, every wrestler who strolls into an unfamiliar promotion desires to “make an impact.” Yes yes, I realize that phrase is almost cliche at this point in time. Nonetheless, the sentiment behind it still holds some weight. No one wants to be lumped into the fold; no one wants to be overlooked.
...However, take a moment and ask yourself this question—how many of those wrestlers are actually able to make and achieve that desired impact?
A few?
A couple?
Hmm, allow me to put it to you another way. Since NAW’s inception, how many people have walked down to that ring, with little to no hype at all, and sntached the crowd’s attention? In their first NAW sighting, how many people have lifted that microphone and issued a direct challenge. And not just any old challenge mind you, a challenge to one of the industry’s most well-known and polarizing figures. Lastly, how many of those challengers have been men and women of their words? How many have delivered on their threats and promises?
Even if you aren’t privy to all of NAW’s rich history, common sense would likely indicate that said list of wrestlers is exceptionally low. And yet, you all had the privilege of bearing witness to one.
—Her name is Misha LeCavalier.
At Holiday Fear, I captivated the audience’s attention with my rhetoric. I brought them to the climax of intrigue with my challenge to John Blade. In anticipation for that match, I recorded an audio log in which I vowed I’d defeat Mr. Blade. And on that fateful Meltdown, all the chicken came home to roost. I delivered on my vows and promises, all of them.
Even though the outcome was certain and foretold, twas’ a match for the ages, if I may so say so myself. And it was capped off by the fact that it was the first match on NAW’s inaugural edition of Friday Night Meltdown. Simply put, no matter what may happen in the future, that match will be forever ingrained in NAW’s history.
I’d love to say it’s a rare occurrence. But honestly, making history seems to be what I do best.
1. I made history at the tender age of eighteen when I ventured over to Europe to wrestle. At the time, I was untested and unproven—and yet, I garnered the attention of industry critics and veterans alike due to my skills.
2. I made history in Inferno Wrestling when I single-handedly captured the tag team championship belts (my partner was utterly useless) on the company’s final show.
3. I made history in Shooting Star Wrestling Alliance over the past two years by obtaining two of the company’s championships. And but of course, there was that stellar showing I had in last year’s UK Cup Tournament.
Given all of that, there was no question in my mind that I’d also make history here in NAW. I just didn’t know it would be so soon.
All that being said, I don’t have the luxury of resting on my laurels. I’m not afforded the luxury of revelling or dwelling on that match with Mr. Blade. It is a new day, a new week—and with that comes a brand new test.
As it stands now, on Meltdown Eighty-Four, I shall be competing in a four-way elimination match. My opponents—La Diva, Helena Jeckel, and No One.
Now, I know what you all at home are likely thinking. Yes, perhaps this match may appear to be a mere cluster at first glance. And in inevitably, some will claim that it’s unimportant, a match to flesh out the event. Nevertheless, that is not the case at all. As I instructed before my bout with Mr. Blade, focus on the small details; focus on the implications.
Do you require some aid? Very well; let’s hone in on the fact that this match isn’t a simple four-woman match up, as most promotions would have elected for. That fact alone is, intriguing. Wrestlers won’t admit it, but there’s a lot of luck that goes into being successful in a standard four-way match. In truth, that’s why most of us loathe them. There’s something unsettling about the prospect of losing match due to someone else’s incompetence.
However, in terms of an elimination match, there’s very little luck involved. An elimination match is won by tactical prowess. An elimination is won by skill. The victor that night is truly the best person in the ring...
How marvelous.
This match will serve as a test to see whose skills reign supreme. Quick spoiler alert, that person will be me. However, that doesn’t mean this bout will not be something quite special.
Furthermore, that’s another important facet that we mustn't forget—the main event. Later in the night, Jenny Smith will do battle with the self-proclaimed “First Lady of NAW” for the Femme Fatale Championship. If Ms. Washington succeeds, her tear here will continue. And, if Ms. Smith wins, then she will have pulled off the grandest upset of the century. However, no matter which way the needle turns, the Femme Fatale Division will be left wide open, in sense.
That is why this elimination match is vital. The victor will automatically become a shining standout. A win will thrust that person to the top of this division and this company. That person will step up and realize their destiny.
And as I said before, it shall be me—there’s no doubt in my mind about that.
...If you think about it, this match is truly about who will step out into the limelight. Hmm, the limelight—It’s something that every wrestler claims to desire; nevertheless, only a select few have the wherewithal to do so. Not everyone is able to handle it. And, if you look at the four wrestlers in this match, I’m the most talented and the most qualified for that spotlight.
La Diva, I’m fairly certain that you’d take exception to my comments; you are well within your rights to do so. But, you can’t shake or ignore facts. And the fact of the matter is, your reputation in this industry isn’t so great...isn’t that correct?
Now before you panties get bunched up, relax and don’t misconstrue things. Have you had a few impressive matches in your time here? Yes you have. Have you pulled out an upset or two? Indeed—every bitch has her day.
However, the majority of your time here in NAW? Well, it seems to have been sub-par.
For a good portion of Holiday Fear, I sat out in the crowd. While I was there, I had the chance to observe and listen to some of the fans. When their conversation shifted to the Femme Fatale Division, whose name do you think was mentioned, La Diva?
Kandi Washington…
Jenny Smith…
Katherine Brock…
Those are the names I heard over and over again. Your name was never mentioned. You’ve been in NAW for a decent amount of time, yeah? Hell, you even won matches. And yet, you are ignored, overlooked, and washed over...
How dreadful.
La Diva, in all honesty, the Femme Fatale Division should have been the perfect nest egg for you. It’s no secret to say that it’s a smaller division as a whole. And that’s not a bad thing whatsoever; this division, in theory, should be a breeding ground for growth and prosperity. If you were truly great, it should have been the perfect platform to showcase your skills.
Though, that hasn’t been the case.
Based upon that, I’ve conjured up two conjectures. The first being you aren’t as good as you claim to be, but that’s common in this line of work. The second being that you are nothing more than a squanderer.
Both accusations are a bit damning, aren’t they La Diva? Hmm, I wonder which one is the correct one.
I’ll let you answer that.
But regardless, it’s abundantly clear that you are neither deserving, nor capable of stepping into the limelight that will be afforded to the victor this up coming match. You haven’t taken advantage of the numerous opportunities, why should I believe you’d make full use of this one?
Let’s switch gears and move over to Ms. Jeckel, yeah?
Your story is interesting, isn’t it? If I’m not mistaken, you began your journey here in NAW as a manager to your family members. I suppose that’s a noble cause, family helping family and all that jazz. Nonetheless, that wasn’t enough for you, was it? I suppose the call to violence and the smell of fresh blood was just too much for you to bear, hmm? Don’t be embarrassed, I surcame to the call myself.
But I digress…
You know Ms. Jeckel, it’s really quite a shame that you’re not more prosperous in NAW than you currently are. In fact, it’s borderline tragic. But honestly, I can’t feel my empathy for you, because it is entirely your fault.
Your family isn’t well known outside of this promotion, I think that’s fair to say. However, within the confines of NAW, one could argue that the Jeckels are legendary. Your brothers are one of only two teams to capture the NAW Tag Team Championships on two separate occasions. Here in NAW, they are made men.
In turn, this means you should have been a made woman. You had the golden ticket, the keys to the castle. At the very least, you’ve got one hell of a support system. By default, you should be a star, Helena. You should be taking names and kicking ass. You probably should be challenging for that belt at the end of the night...but you are stuck with the rest of us.
How disappointing.
Your time in the limelight was tailormade. Your brothers stepped into it. You shied away from it; you shunned the responsibility. And at this point, I fear it may be too little, too late for you to bask in it.
But fear not, I’ll take your place...
And, then there was one—or should I say No One.
You’ve also got a fascinating tale, don’t you ma’am?
When I was preparing for this match and doing my due dilligence, I came across some wild stories. I suspect that they were rumors, but most of them touched upon your upbringing. There were fables of orphanages, abuse, neglect, and the like; it was a vivid sob story, yes indeed.
I don’t know if any of the shit I read was true or not. Nonetheless, let’s assume that for a moment that a decent amount of what I read was in fact correct. That means you’d a person starving for attention, yeah?
Your greatest desire would be to have the spotlight focus solely on you.
Allow me to delve deeper, for just a moment. Your current call-name is No One. Now as you can probably tell by now, I am an articulate scholar; particularly, I love studying literature. Your moniker reminds me of Everyman Complex. In literature, an everyman is a stripped down character. They are devoid of personality and individual traits. That sounds like a terrible thing, but it’s not. Because they are bare-bones, it means they have the greatest chance of appealing to the entire crowd.
That’s what you are, right No One? Your attire isn’t gaudy, your moves are not flashy; you blend in with the average wrestler. Even so, you are able to connect with the crowd and get them to rally behind you.
How charming.
No One, let me ask you a pertinent question—what would a win at Meltdown truly do for you? Would it garner you a bit of fame? Would fresh eyes glance upon you? Do you think it would make people care?
...I’m going to reveal something here. You may call it arrogance, or you may refer to it as confidence; that would all depend upon your personal perceptions. That said, I’m not fearful or nervous about facing anyone in this match. I’d place you all beneath my boot in singles competition. I’ve wrestled for nearly a decade, I’ve trained even longer, and, I was inducted into this sport since before I was born. Therefore, I don’t quiver at anyone’s name.
As far as I’m concerned, those in power at NAW just saved me time by placing you all together in this one match.
Nonetheless, if I MUST be cautious about one person, it would be you, No One. I say that because out of the three of my competitors, you have the most to gain. A win for La Diva and Helena might change their careers, surely. But a win for you could change your life.
A mixture of common sense and experience tells me that you’re going to be hungry. You always approach your matches with vigor. But I anticipate you’re going to show a bit more urgency this time around. After all, this shall be the match of your life, the match of your dreams.
But you know the thing about dreams, right No One?
They are meant to be broken. Either you break them yourself by achieving and replacing them, or they are shattered for you.
If it’s unclear by now, I’ll be playing the role of dream shatterer.
No One, you might desire the fame and the spotlight that will result from this match up, but you aren’t ready for it. When the weight of the division, the world, is on your shoulders, you shall crumble...just like La Diva and Helena.
...I on the other hand, am distinguished from the three of you.
In the beginning of this little audio log, I alluded to my formative years in the sport. I made history, I was impressive, and I was amazing. However, I was also quite young. The strain of being a young prodigy overtook me for a short spell.
Now, I’m far older now; I’m far wiser.
Back then, I too shied away from the limelight. I revel in it now; it is every much as part of my everyday life as putting pants on is.
You see, my problem was that it took me a moment to truly understand what it meant to be a LeCavalier. I needed to grasp that when the chips are down, when my back is against the wall, that even when I feel utterly powerless—that I was still destined for success. That lesson has stuck with me. That lesson forced me to become a better wrestler; and it forced me to become a person as a whole.
Ladies, I’d love to sit here and wish you all luck. Nevertheless, I’d be merely getting your hopes up. In this elimination bout, luck shall not trump skill and talent—and I’ve got them both in spades.
And when I defeat the three of you all, I’ll be one step closer to creating another piece of NAW history.
When you think of greatness, what name come to mind?
Gates?
Buffet?
Rockefeller?
Those are all good choices; and if this were some kind of civics, economics, and social studies class, then you’d likely be correct. However, there’s one name that stands above them all—LeCavalier.
Now the first question that may come to your minds is, “who are the LeCavaliers? I’ve never heard of them before.” Well, that is why I told you to open up your ears and be attentive, for you are about to get a crash course on the family that has fundamentally shaped and molded North America and Europe since nearly the beginning of time.
Let’s commence.
The earliest existence of our people can be dated back to 1750, in Normandy. We were not royalty, as we never held the crown—however, we were one of Normandy’s influential houses of nobility. We were forward-thinking aristocrats. Securing wealth was a primary goal, but so was channeling our wealth to construct and enhance the culture around us…
How ambitious, right?
Fast forward to the Great Migration, my ancestors brought that same ambition, influence, and wealth over to North America. That was back in the 1700s and 1800s. And ever since then, we have thrived in every area and facet that we’ve laid our hands upon.
Therefore, it is abundantly clear that the name LeCavalier is synonymous with success. Nevertheless, our family is also known for its primary profession—professional wrestling.
Each successive generation of our family has generated a crop of talent. These young LeCavaliers train tireless day and night until they are capable and competent to perform in the ring. They then migrate to the U.S., to Europe, to Mexico, throughout parts of Canada, all with the same goals—to dominant, and to make sure the wrestling world remembers our name.
In short, we are an everlasting dynasty...
You are probably wondering how is such a dynasty built? Or, perhaps you’re pondering what makes us LeCavaliers different than all the other numerous families out there? The answer is pretty simple. There are three cornerstone characteristics that what distinguish us from all the others—
Tradition, Hierarchy, and Legacy.
. . .
a. The transmission of customs or beliefs from generation to generation, or the fact of being passed on in this way.
b. A long-established custom or belief that has been passed on in this way.
The difference between professional wrestling and other sports is the fact that wrestling is always changing, always progressing at a rapid rate. In my day, it was really unheard of to come off the top rope. Compare that to today’s wrestlers. A top rope shooting-star is an everyday move to some. Wrestling’s dynamic nature is what makes being a wrestler painstakingly difficult. Everyone and their mother believes that they have what it takes. And when they actually jump into the ring, they all do the same bullshit: reckless flips, mindless striking, etc. All of that takes away from the sport. Furthermore, all of that takes away from the wrestlers who are truly special.
Tradition, that’s what separates us LeCavaliers from all the others. Yes, we change and evolve with the business; that’s just common sense. However, stability fosters efficiency. And the following principles have lead to a consistent crop of spectacular wrestlers:
1. Show respect and reverence to the ring.
2. Do not fear the ring or its confines.
3. Study and train in the sport at an early age.
3. Learn and master the fundamentals.
4. Know your limits, and learn to exceed them.
5. Every son shall wrestle at least one match in his life.
6. Every generation shall have three to four members who carry on the mantel.
7. Remember your name and why you wrestle.
These principles are taught and instilled in every LeCavalier, whether they wrestle or not. They are vital links to our past. Knowing and understanding said links help us to shape our future.
Hierarchy [noun]
a. A system or organization in which people or groups are ranked one above the other according to status or authority.
b. The upper echelons of a hierarchical system; those in authority.
c. An arrangement or classification of things according to relative importance or inclusiveness.
Honor and respect should be given to those who have come before you. That lesson is easy and plain to learn. However, it’s often ignored by this current generational society, or it wasn’t taught to them in the first place. Nevertheless, Tradition and Hierarchy often go hand-in-hand, for better or for worse.
In our case, it’s for the better. Wrestlers in our family follow a hierarchy system. Each LeCavalier happens to fall into one of the following categories.
Unproven Lion: These are younger members who are unproven, as the title indicates. This would encompass those who have never wrestled, those are still training, and those who have just begun wrestling professionally. In the past, unproven lions had to work under a pseudonym, an alternate spelling, as opposed to the actual LeCavalier name; that practice has been done away with. Due to their rookie nature and status, these members garner the least amount of respect.
Tested Lion: This category is reserved for LeCavaliers who have had three to four years experience in the sport. They are not rookies, not by a long shot; however, they haven’t mastered the sport, or its finer points. You could say that they are intermediate. They garner more respect than unproven lions, and their opinions are taken more into account.
Sage: At minimum, a LeCavalier must have at least five years of in ring experience to even be considered a sage; one must also be at least twenty-five years of age. This category is reserved for wrestlers who have shown prowess and mastery in the ring and sport. Being labeled as a sage normally means that you’ve earned the favor and respect of the family’s elders; therefore, a Sage’s thoughts and opinions are taken into great consideration. Sage’s may offer advice and guidance to the Lions. Currently, there are two sages who still actively compete: Misha LeCavalier and Ryan LeCavalier.
Elder: These are the oldest members of our family, our forefathers. They’ve reached the status of elder because of their age, and because of their knowledge and longevity. They hold power and wisdom in their palms, and should be consulted with in times of trouble. LeCavalier elders shoulder garner the highest amount of respect.
Legacy [noun]
a. An amount of money or property left to someone in a will.
b. A thing handed down by a predecessor.
Half a century of dominance. Fifty years of intensity. Five decades of glory.
That’s how long the LeCavaliers have graced the world of wrestling with our wonderful presence. And my, what a fifty years it has been.
I myself made my name in Canada. By the time I’d retired from active competition, there wasn’t a wrestling fan in all of the provinces that didn’t know my name. My brother Martin traveled south of the border to Mexico and Puerto Rico to make a name for himself. And, my brother Ethan blazed through Europe and Germany.
If you compared the three of us to conquerors, then we nearly vanquished the entire wrestling world…
Currently, our offspring have taken over our roles.
My daughter Ryan has been wrestling independently in Canada, the United States, and Japan for over a decade. She is a former world champion. My niece, Misha, has wrestled for just under a decade herself. She is a former champion in her own right, and is one of the best technical wrestlers on this planet.
Even though those two have nearly two decades of in ring experience, neither has reached their true potential. Their prime wrestling years are still just beyond the horizon—I’d be fearful if I were out there facing them. They hungry; they are relentless.
And whenever those two decide to hang up their boots, settle down, and have children, the cycle will repeat itself. Their sons and daughter will learn our traditions, they will understand our Hierarchy, and they will continue to honor our Legacy.
Three essential pillars...
—Norman LeCavalier
January 6th, 2017—Meltdown Eighty-Three.
I’ve been a participant in this sport for nearly a decade now; and, unless something drastic and life-changing happens, I’ll continue to remain a participant. Therefore, as you can likely imagine, I’ve had a lot of spectacular nights out there in the ring. Nevertheless, that shall be a night that I’ll always remember.
That night I etched my name in the history of this company. How could I ever forget something that monumental?
I made my long-awaited debut inside of a North Atlantic Wrestling ring. That is a mighty feat in on and of itself, considering that fact that neither me, the promotion, nor the rest of the wrestling ever thought it was going to happen. However, to merely fixate on that debut is extremely far-sighted. I find myself fixated on the greater implications.
Wrestling is a dynamic and ever-changing industry. The sport constantly evolves; and the wrestlers inside the sport must constantly adapt. This makes standing out and making a name for oneself particularly troublesome. That difficulty is amped up a couple of notches when a person is entering into a foreign or new promotion, because hierarchies and expectations are already established.
With all that being said, every wrestler who strolls into an unfamiliar promotion desires to “make an impact.” Yes yes, I realize that phrase is almost cliche at this point in time. Nonetheless, the sentiment behind it still holds some weight. No one wants to be lumped into the fold; no one wants to be overlooked.
...However, take a moment and ask yourself this question—how many of those wrestlers are actually able to make and achieve that desired impact?
A few?
A couple?
Hmm, allow me to put it to you another way. Since NAW’s inception, how many people have walked down to that ring, with little to no hype at all, and sntached the crowd’s attention? In their first NAW sighting, how many people have lifted that microphone and issued a direct challenge. And not just any old challenge mind you, a challenge to one of the industry’s most well-known and polarizing figures. Lastly, how many of those challengers have been men and women of their words? How many have delivered on their threats and promises?
Even if you aren’t privy to all of NAW’s rich history, common sense would likely indicate that said list of wrestlers is exceptionally low. And yet, you all had the privilege of bearing witness to one.
—Her name is Misha LeCavalier.
At Holiday Fear, I captivated the audience’s attention with my rhetoric. I brought them to the climax of intrigue with my challenge to John Blade. In anticipation for that match, I recorded an audio log in which I vowed I’d defeat Mr. Blade. And on that fateful Meltdown, all the chicken came home to roost. I delivered on my vows and promises, all of them.
Even though the outcome was certain and foretold, twas’ a match for the ages, if I may so say so myself. And it was capped off by the fact that it was the first match on NAW’s inaugural edition of Friday Night Meltdown. Simply put, no matter what may happen in the future, that match will be forever ingrained in NAW’s history.
I’d love to say it’s a rare occurrence. But honestly, making history seems to be what I do best.
1. I made history at the tender age of eighteen when I ventured over to Europe to wrestle. At the time, I was untested and unproven—and yet, I garnered the attention of industry critics and veterans alike due to my skills.
2. I made history in Inferno Wrestling when I single-handedly captured the tag team championship belts (my partner was utterly useless) on the company’s final show.
3. I made history in Shooting Star Wrestling Alliance over the past two years by obtaining two of the company’s championships. And but of course, there was that stellar showing I had in last year’s UK Cup Tournament.
Given all of that, there was no question in my mind that I’d also make history here in NAW. I just didn’t know it would be so soon.
All that being said, I don’t have the luxury of resting on my laurels. I’m not afforded the luxury of revelling or dwelling on that match with Mr. Blade. It is a new day, a new week—and with that comes a brand new test.
As it stands now, on Meltdown Eighty-Four, I shall be competing in a four-way elimination match. My opponents—La Diva, Helena Jeckel, and No One.
Now, I know what you all at home are likely thinking. Yes, perhaps this match may appear to be a mere cluster at first glance. And in inevitably, some will claim that it’s unimportant, a match to flesh out the event. Nevertheless, that is not the case at all. As I instructed before my bout with Mr. Blade, focus on the small details; focus on the implications.
Do you require some aid? Very well; let’s hone in on the fact that this match isn’t a simple four-woman match up, as most promotions would have elected for. That fact alone is, intriguing. Wrestlers won’t admit it, but there’s a lot of luck that goes into being successful in a standard four-way match. In truth, that’s why most of us loathe them. There’s something unsettling about the prospect of losing match due to someone else’s incompetence.
However, in terms of an elimination match, there’s very little luck involved. An elimination match is won by tactical prowess. An elimination is won by skill. The victor that night is truly the best person in the ring...
How marvelous.
This match will serve as a test to see whose skills reign supreme. Quick spoiler alert, that person will be me. However, that doesn’t mean this bout will not be something quite special.
Furthermore, that’s another important facet that we mustn't forget—the main event. Later in the night, Jenny Smith will do battle with the self-proclaimed “First Lady of NAW” for the Femme Fatale Championship. If Ms. Washington succeeds, her tear here will continue. And, if Ms. Smith wins, then she will have pulled off the grandest upset of the century. However, no matter which way the needle turns, the Femme Fatale Division will be left wide open, in sense.
That is why this elimination match is vital. The victor will automatically become a shining standout. A win will thrust that person to the top of this division and this company. That person will step up and realize their destiny.
And as I said before, it shall be me—there’s no doubt in my mind about that.
...If you think about it, this match is truly about who will step out into the limelight. Hmm, the limelight—It’s something that every wrestler claims to desire; nevertheless, only a select few have the wherewithal to do so. Not everyone is able to handle it. And, if you look at the four wrestlers in this match, I’m the most talented and the most qualified for that spotlight.
La Diva, I’m fairly certain that you’d take exception to my comments; you are well within your rights to do so. But, you can’t shake or ignore facts. And the fact of the matter is, your reputation in this industry isn’t so great...isn’t that correct?
Now before you panties get bunched up, relax and don’t misconstrue things. Have you had a few impressive matches in your time here? Yes you have. Have you pulled out an upset or two? Indeed—every bitch has her day.
However, the majority of your time here in NAW? Well, it seems to have been sub-par.
For a good portion of Holiday Fear, I sat out in the crowd. While I was there, I had the chance to observe and listen to some of the fans. When their conversation shifted to the Femme Fatale Division, whose name do you think was mentioned, La Diva?
Kandi Washington…
Jenny Smith…
Katherine Brock…
Those are the names I heard over and over again. Your name was never mentioned. You’ve been in NAW for a decent amount of time, yeah? Hell, you even won matches. And yet, you are ignored, overlooked, and washed over...
How dreadful.
La Diva, in all honesty, the Femme Fatale Division should have been the perfect nest egg for you. It’s no secret to say that it’s a smaller division as a whole. And that’s not a bad thing whatsoever; this division, in theory, should be a breeding ground for growth and prosperity. If you were truly great, it should have been the perfect platform to showcase your skills.
Though, that hasn’t been the case.
Based upon that, I’ve conjured up two conjectures. The first being you aren’t as good as you claim to be, but that’s common in this line of work. The second being that you are nothing more than a squanderer.
Both accusations are a bit damning, aren’t they La Diva? Hmm, I wonder which one is the correct one.
I’ll let you answer that.
But regardless, it’s abundantly clear that you are neither deserving, nor capable of stepping into the limelight that will be afforded to the victor this up coming match. You haven’t taken advantage of the numerous opportunities, why should I believe you’d make full use of this one?
Let’s switch gears and move over to Ms. Jeckel, yeah?
Your story is interesting, isn’t it? If I’m not mistaken, you began your journey here in NAW as a manager to your family members. I suppose that’s a noble cause, family helping family and all that jazz. Nonetheless, that wasn’t enough for you, was it? I suppose the call to violence and the smell of fresh blood was just too much for you to bear, hmm? Don’t be embarrassed, I surcame to the call myself.
But I digress…
You know Ms. Jeckel, it’s really quite a shame that you’re not more prosperous in NAW than you currently are. In fact, it’s borderline tragic. But honestly, I can’t feel my empathy for you, because it is entirely your fault.
Your family isn’t well known outside of this promotion, I think that’s fair to say. However, within the confines of NAW, one could argue that the Jeckels are legendary. Your brothers are one of only two teams to capture the NAW Tag Team Championships on two separate occasions. Here in NAW, they are made men.
In turn, this means you should have been a made woman. You had the golden ticket, the keys to the castle. At the very least, you’ve got one hell of a support system. By default, you should be a star, Helena. You should be taking names and kicking ass. You probably should be challenging for that belt at the end of the night...but you are stuck with the rest of us.
How disappointing.
Your time in the limelight was tailormade. Your brothers stepped into it. You shied away from it; you shunned the responsibility. And at this point, I fear it may be too little, too late for you to bask in it.
But fear not, I’ll take your place...
And, then there was one—or should I say No One.
You’ve also got a fascinating tale, don’t you ma’am?
When I was preparing for this match and doing my due dilligence, I came across some wild stories. I suspect that they were rumors, but most of them touched upon your upbringing. There were fables of orphanages, abuse, neglect, and the like; it was a vivid sob story, yes indeed.
I don’t know if any of the shit I read was true or not. Nonetheless, let’s assume that for a moment that a decent amount of what I read was in fact correct. That means you’d a person starving for attention, yeah?
Your greatest desire would be to have the spotlight focus solely on you.
Allow me to delve deeper, for just a moment. Your current call-name is No One. Now as you can probably tell by now, I am an articulate scholar; particularly, I love studying literature. Your moniker reminds me of Everyman Complex. In literature, an everyman is a stripped down character. They are devoid of personality and individual traits. That sounds like a terrible thing, but it’s not. Because they are bare-bones, it means they have the greatest chance of appealing to the entire crowd.
That’s what you are, right No One? Your attire isn’t gaudy, your moves are not flashy; you blend in with the average wrestler. Even so, you are able to connect with the crowd and get them to rally behind you.
How charming.
No One, let me ask you a pertinent question—what would a win at Meltdown truly do for you? Would it garner you a bit of fame? Would fresh eyes glance upon you? Do you think it would make people care?
...I’m going to reveal something here. You may call it arrogance, or you may refer to it as confidence; that would all depend upon your personal perceptions. That said, I’m not fearful or nervous about facing anyone in this match. I’d place you all beneath my boot in singles competition. I’ve wrestled for nearly a decade, I’ve trained even longer, and, I was inducted into this sport since before I was born. Therefore, I don’t quiver at anyone’s name.
As far as I’m concerned, those in power at NAW just saved me time by placing you all together in this one match.
Nonetheless, if I MUST be cautious about one person, it would be you, No One. I say that because out of the three of my competitors, you have the most to gain. A win for La Diva and Helena might change their careers, surely. But a win for you could change your life.
A mixture of common sense and experience tells me that you’re going to be hungry. You always approach your matches with vigor. But I anticipate you’re going to show a bit more urgency this time around. After all, this shall be the match of your life, the match of your dreams.
But you know the thing about dreams, right No One?
They are meant to be broken. Either you break them yourself by achieving and replacing them, or they are shattered for you.
If it’s unclear by now, I’ll be playing the role of dream shatterer.
No One, you might desire the fame and the spotlight that will result from this match up, but you aren’t ready for it. When the weight of the division, the world, is on your shoulders, you shall crumble...just like La Diva and Helena.
...I on the other hand, am distinguished from the three of you.
In the beginning of this little audio log, I alluded to my formative years in the sport. I made history, I was impressive, and I was amazing. However, I was also quite young. The strain of being a young prodigy overtook me for a short spell.
Now, I’m far older now; I’m far wiser.
Back then, I too shied away from the limelight. I revel in it now; it is every much as part of my everyday life as putting pants on is.
You see, my problem was that it took me a moment to truly understand what it meant to be a LeCavalier. I needed to grasp that when the chips are down, when my back is against the wall, that even when I feel utterly powerless—that I was still destined for success. That lesson has stuck with me. That lesson forced me to become a better wrestler; and it forced me to become a person as a whole.
Ladies, I’d love to sit here and wish you all luck. Nevertheless, I’d be merely getting your hopes up. In this elimination bout, luck shall not trump skill and talent—and I’ve got them both in spades.
And when I defeat the three of you all, I’ll be one step closer to creating another piece of NAW history.
—Arrivederci.