Post by Cameron Corvis on Nov 17, 2016 23:33:17 GMT -5
November 17th, 2016
Philadelphia, PA
5:29 AM
*The sound of an alarm clock beeps, before a hand slams over the snooze button.*
It feels like I have been asleep for three years. While I almost always hate the sound of that fucking alarm clock, I hear it today with different ears. It’s the sound of change. The sound of another chance. The sound of a new beginning… a new chapter, a chapter that was put on hold for three years. I didn’t think this day would come, in fact, I had accepted the notion that it never would. It sure seemed that way until lady luck reared her beautiful head my direction and the door that was once shut, had a crack of opportunity in it. And thi…
“Cam, get your ass up!”
That would be my sister, Sam. Yes, I live with my sister… and her husband, Rick… but they are the only family I have left. To avoid making her anymore angry, I slither out of bed and onto my bedroom floor. I wish we had wooden floors, not because I prefer them, but because I’d be less prone to falling back asleep than this carpet we have.
“You’re not dressed… you’re not packed… do I have to do everything for you?”
I don’t know who wants this more, my sister… or me. It’s not like we’re poor or anything, in fact, we do well for ourselves. We didn’t live in a mansion or anything, but we had a nice cozy in-city apartment. Sam does her thing at the hospital as a nurse and I bring home a decent amount of money… with my unemployment check. From the look on Sam’s face, my pretending to be asleep on the floor isn’t really working out, so I inch my way to my feet.
“I’m moving, ok?”
I start looking for something to throw on really quickly, then again I suppose my sweats will be fine. Besides, I’m still pretty sore with this past week… my last week thankfully… of physical therapy on my shoulder. It’s been tough on Sam and Rick with pretty much supporting me, but I know this opportunity I have coming up is going to pay off.
“You’re gonna wear that?”
“Well, yeah. It’s comfortable.”
“Whatever, you need to get your ass on our way to New York.”
I think she really doesn’t believe in me. I mean, she wants to. But really… I’ve let down so many people in my life and Sam is someone I just seemingly somehow continually let down time and time again. I do hope this is the place I can call home. Where I can find the success that has eluded me from the moment I entered this business.
“Give me five minutes to back my bags and we can’t get on the road.”
“Hurry…”
I know she might sound like a bitch, but she is the only person that has every wanted me to achieve my goals. When I reached the height of my success in NCW, it was her that stood by my side when I reached rock bottom. That’s when they say you can see who really cares for you… when you reach the bottom. I know it’s when I realized how many people were leaching off of me for my abilities and success and not for the person I am. I quickly gathered my wrestling things and other items I might need for the trip to New York and tossed them in my duffel bag.
“Okay Sam, I’m ready to go now.”
“You know, you’d think you want to start treating this day like the most important day in your life. You disappoint me sometimes, brother.”
I guess she was sort of right. This should be the moment I’ve been waiting for, instead… I’m not going to lie, I’m fairly nervous. Code Red Wrestling came back into my life just as quick as it left it, and right as I felt my career was all but over, here I am, getting a shot with a company that has nowhere to go but up.
“Sam, it’s just Carlisle Cain.”
Honestly, I don’t anything about the Carlisle Cain. For all I know, he is a world class athlete that is going to toss me around from one side of the ring to the other. I guess it’s a bit unfair to say “it’s just Carlisle Cain”.
“You’re that sure, huh?”
Something that Sam doesn’t understand about this business… it’s not about being sure… it’s about being confident. And if you know me… confidence is not something I have in the perfect sense of the word. I guess I’m confident in my abilities when I step inside the ring, but I also have been around long enough that it’s not always your abilities that measure a win and a loss. And in a business where wins and a losses can mean employment and unemployment… I hope that lady luck rears her beautiful head my direction some more. I toss my duffel bag into the car and close the trunk.
“For the first time in a long time Sam, I am that sure.”
Okay, so I lied. But I wasn’t able to instill confidence in myself, I might as well make my sister feel good about what was about to happen at the very first Face Off in the reopening of Code Red Wrestling. I doubt there will be many to see this fight anyway, but maybe that is more for my benefit than not. After all, it’s been almost a full calendar year since I’ve stepped into any ring against any opponent. It could be one wrong move… one wrong landing… and boom! My shoulder is busted again. There is no telling all the terrible things that could happen in this match.
“Just remember Cam, this is your potentially last shot. You may not get another chance somewhere else. You need to stay focused and make the best of this opportunity you’ve been given. You know you have Rick and my support… go to New York and make us proud!”
Sam gives me a big squeeze of a hug as I kiss her on the forehead. I open up the driver’s door and start the car up, rolling down the window in the process.
“Sam… I will make you proud, that I promise you.”
I begin to reverse out of the parking spot as I begin to think of the statement I just spoke to Sam. I realize I am not just fighting for myself and my own goals…. I’m fighting for my family too. I don’t know who Carlisle Cain is, and soon, I will know him well. But in less than 24 hours, I will show Carlisle that I am so much more than meets the eye. This opportunity… I will NOT let slip from my hands!
Philadelphia, PA
5:29 AM
*The sound of an alarm clock beeps, before a hand slams over the snooze button.*
It feels like I have been asleep for three years. While I almost always hate the sound of that fucking alarm clock, I hear it today with different ears. It’s the sound of change. The sound of another chance. The sound of a new beginning… a new chapter, a chapter that was put on hold for three years. I didn’t think this day would come, in fact, I had accepted the notion that it never would. It sure seemed that way until lady luck reared her beautiful head my direction and the door that was once shut, had a crack of opportunity in it. And thi…
“Cam, get your ass up!”
That would be my sister, Sam. Yes, I live with my sister… and her husband, Rick… but they are the only family I have left. To avoid making her anymore angry, I slither out of bed and onto my bedroom floor. I wish we had wooden floors, not because I prefer them, but because I’d be less prone to falling back asleep than this carpet we have.
“You’re not dressed… you’re not packed… do I have to do everything for you?”
I don’t know who wants this more, my sister… or me. It’s not like we’re poor or anything, in fact, we do well for ourselves. We didn’t live in a mansion or anything, but we had a nice cozy in-city apartment. Sam does her thing at the hospital as a nurse and I bring home a decent amount of money… with my unemployment check. From the look on Sam’s face, my pretending to be asleep on the floor isn’t really working out, so I inch my way to my feet.
“I’m moving, ok?”
I start looking for something to throw on really quickly, then again I suppose my sweats will be fine. Besides, I’m still pretty sore with this past week… my last week thankfully… of physical therapy on my shoulder. It’s been tough on Sam and Rick with pretty much supporting me, but I know this opportunity I have coming up is going to pay off.
“You’re gonna wear that?”
“Well, yeah. It’s comfortable.”
“Whatever, you need to get your ass on our way to New York.”
I think she really doesn’t believe in me. I mean, she wants to. But really… I’ve let down so many people in my life and Sam is someone I just seemingly somehow continually let down time and time again. I do hope this is the place I can call home. Where I can find the success that has eluded me from the moment I entered this business.
“Give me five minutes to back my bags and we can’t get on the road.”
“Hurry…”
I know she might sound like a bitch, but she is the only person that has every wanted me to achieve my goals. When I reached the height of my success in NCW, it was her that stood by my side when I reached rock bottom. That’s when they say you can see who really cares for you… when you reach the bottom. I know it’s when I realized how many people were leaching off of me for my abilities and success and not for the person I am. I quickly gathered my wrestling things and other items I might need for the trip to New York and tossed them in my duffel bag.
“Okay Sam, I’m ready to go now.”
“You know, you’d think you want to start treating this day like the most important day in your life. You disappoint me sometimes, brother.”
I guess she was sort of right. This should be the moment I’ve been waiting for, instead… I’m not going to lie, I’m fairly nervous. Code Red Wrestling came back into my life just as quick as it left it, and right as I felt my career was all but over, here I am, getting a shot with a company that has nowhere to go but up.
“Sam, it’s just Carlisle Cain.”
Honestly, I don’t anything about the Carlisle Cain. For all I know, he is a world class athlete that is going to toss me around from one side of the ring to the other. I guess it’s a bit unfair to say “it’s just Carlisle Cain”.
“You’re that sure, huh?”
Something that Sam doesn’t understand about this business… it’s not about being sure… it’s about being confident. And if you know me… confidence is not something I have in the perfect sense of the word. I guess I’m confident in my abilities when I step inside the ring, but I also have been around long enough that it’s not always your abilities that measure a win and a loss. And in a business where wins and a losses can mean employment and unemployment… I hope that lady luck rears her beautiful head my direction some more. I toss my duffel bag into the car and close the trunk.
“For the first time in a long time Sam, I am that sure.”
Okay, so I lied. But I wasn’t able to instill confidence in myself, I might as well make my sister feel good about what was about to happen at the very first Face Off in the reopening of Code Red Wrestling. I doubt there will be many to see this fight anyway, but maybe that is more for my benefit than not. After all, it’s been almost a full calendar year since I’ve stepped into any ring against any opponent. It could be one wrong move… one wrong landing… and boom! My shoulder is busted again. There is no telling all the terrible things that could happen in this match.
“Just remember Cam, this is your potentially last shot. You may not get another chance somewhere else. You need to stay focused and make the best of this opportunity you’ve been given. You know you have Rick and my support… go to New York and make us proud!”
Sam gives me a big squeeze of a hug as I kiss her on the forehead. I open up the driver’s door and start the car up, rolling down the window in the process.
“Sam… I will make you proud, that I promise you.”
I begin to reverse out of the parking spot as I begin to think of the statement I just spoke to Sam. I realize I am not just fighting for myself and my own goals…. I’m fighting for my family too. I don’t know who Carlisle Cain is, and soon, I will know him well. But in less than 24 hours, I will show Carlisle that I am so much more than meets the eye. This opportunity… I will NOT let slip from my hands!