"Let's Get High"

To those who know me best, the title of this article is probably really confusing. Most know me as the straight laced individual in the locker room always talking about wrestling. Not the rat in the 3rd row, or looking to take the edge off with a bottle of your favorite liquid courage. Not trying to sneak off somewhere to live out the words to famous songs by Eric Clapton, The Steve Miller Band or Afroman. My high is, was and will forever be about the match.

The performance. We've all been there. When everything clicks. When you make the crowd inch closer and closer to edge of their seat with a story crafted in theater made of steel, posts and ropes. When you can make them laugh, cry, cuss, rant, rave and rejoice by the perfect combination of athleticism and entertainment. When it doesn't matter if they are in the front row or the very back because they are all in the palm of your hand.

Its my addiction, my passion, my first love. Wrestling to some is a drug. We remember our firsts and lasts. Like a true drug addict we know the pain its caused but we don't care, we'd do it all again. Like a heroin addict remembering that high with a smile on his face. Once you're addicted then you're an addict for life. There is no "quitting", and if do manage to distance yourself from it, your thoughts are always geared about your next fix.

Although it isn't meant to really last. Just like any high eventually you have to come down. When you crash off a wrestling high you are smack dab in the middle of reality. With day jobs and bills, herniated discs and swollen joints. But pain is only temporary,glory last forever. Whether your at a day job, or with family sometimes its hard to scale back to normal. Isn't it? To quit being yourself with the volume turned to 10, to turn it down to 4 or 5.

You can't put it in a syringe, roll it up or snort it up. You have work to achieve it. You have learn a craft to get a high in my addiction. How many pot head you know that get high and actually feel like they had accomplished something. Like smoking pot paid off. I promise that's why my addiction is better than any other one out there and when "The Golden Boy" Greg Anthony makes a promise its as good as gold.