I'll explain what “steelhorsing” is; basically, a green wrestler who calls himself Steelhorse Vachon here in the Orlando-area CALLED THE COPS on the veteran guy (Tommy Taylor; he used to be in the WWE developmental program) he wrestled in a match on Saturday night because the veteran was pissed at the greeny for being disrespectful so he hit him hard and the retaliation by Steelhorse was to call police. This is all legit, by the way. I'll elaborate more about it later but now I wish I would have been at that show to see the birth of “steelhorsing”, which to put it real nicely is when a wrestler acts like a coward. Except for a few things the week was pretty dull. However, the weekend was rather colorful, as you'll see in the latter half of this entry.
Monday was boring, Tuesday I only went to Winter Garden Village to have dinner at a freezing cold Bojangles (at least their chicken fingers are good, if rather spicy) and then stopped off to get a peanut butter/banana drink known as Hanz & Franz from Planet Smoothie (no girls half my age flirting with me this time), Wednesday was blah, Thursday I went to Blockbuster to rent something and I also got Domino's Pizza (it was good), Friday I returned the movie. Saturday I stayed in to watch free UFC on TV, and Sunday I went to Graffiti Junktion right in Clermont to watch the latter football game on. I saw the first one at home but I wanted to watch the second and also see the ISU basketball game against my dad's school (SIU) and I was able to see both at the same time. ISU kicked some ass, it turned out. It's now brothers coaching against each other and I don't really care either way if Baltimore or San Francisco wins. My time at the Junktion was fine-enough. I just wish the burger wouldn't have come with multiple toppings I did not ask for AND be burned to almost a crisp when I asked it to be medium rare.
Now, let me talk about a few other things.
Wednesday, the news broke about the star college football player who says he was caught in a Catfish-like scam where he was fooled into being in an online relationship with a “girl” who actually wasn't a girl. As it's an MTV show now, I suppose it's fine to spoil things and say that the movie Catfish is a documentary (the validity of which has been questioned; I have no idea if everything you see is 100% legit or not) about a filmmaker who gets into an online relationship and he begins to question things so he drives to where the lady lives and turns out, it's a middle-aged dame roleplaying to forget her crappy life, pretty much. It wasn't quite what I expected when I watched it on DVD and managed to be spoiler-free amongst all the coverage of a movie that perhaps was overhyped by the douche-y Internet movie-watching and reviewing universe, but it wasn't bad by any means. Now it's an MTV reality show and yeah, without having watched a second of it I feel free to question its validity.
Before I forget, at the end the movie does explain why it has the title it does. It's a metaphor and I'll leave it at that. As for the Manti Te'o thing where he told the world his online girlfriend died and it became a huge deal before people discovered a few days ago that the online girlfriend never existed... I have no idea what to think, how much Te'o was in on the scam, or what have you. He looks like a real dumbshit and/or a jackass depending on which version of the story you believe. And people wonder why I am cooling off on sports in general... when it's filled with terrible people like this, it's rather easy to feel that way, you know.
What I promised earlier, if you forgot about it or you never read it, back in early April of last year in a blog I wrote about the adventures of some people who happen to be pals with someone I know on Facebook. I know nothing of those mysterious people except what I heard about them. Basically, it was another Catfish scenario where the guy developed an Internet relationship with some dame and incredibly, it got to the point where they were going to move into a house together and go on a cruise, EVEN BEFORE THEY HAD EVER MET IN PERSON. I kid you not. The link to that is here: http://blairsweeklyblogs.blogspot.com/2012/04/exotic-snakes-people-of-walmart-creepy.html
Saturday, like I said I watched free UFC programming and overall it was entertaining. In the evening at a local wrestling show near Orlando, something strange happened which I had never heard of at all, let alone had seen in person. A greenhorn wrestler who I only seen wrestle live in a multi-person match wrestled a bout against a veteran British wrestler who I've seen many times before and he's quite good. From multiple people talking about it on Facebook, I know that the greenhorn acted like an ass backstage then in the ring he hit hard at one point to be a dick, so the Brit hit hard right back (this is not a rare thing at all at any level of pro wrestling); the rest of the match went alright but the greenhorn was so mad at getting hard, HE CALLED THE COPS. This is not a joke and not part of some bad wrestling storyline.
They had to come by and from what I hear, even they laughed at the situation. Well, a lot of people are now pissed, and for good reason. I don't think that kid is going to be booked on any show worth a damn any longer for the rest of his career. It's just embarrassing to be mad for being hit hard, first off, then he gets butt-hurt and thinks that police involvement is the right way to handle the situation... at least since then various people on Facebook have made many hilarious comments and posted funny pictures concerning the incident. There even is a #steelhorsing tag on Twitter. Like I said, I wish I could have been there live in person. I've seen some rather odd things at these small indy wrestling shows throughout the years, but never anything like this; hell, I've never even heard of such a thing and I've followed the wrestling industry closely for years now. Pretty incredible.
I already talked about what I did on Sunday so let me say that I hope everyone has a nice day today no matter what you do. When I post my next blog a week from today, I don't know if I'll have any wild tales about pals of pals being Catfish'ed or local pro wrestlers becoming a laughingstock across the entire wacky strange community due to their cowardice. Still, I imagine I'll stumble into something strange that I think could only happen to me.
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