Tales from the Road : " Mason Jars and Christmas Carols"
Tales from the Road : " Mason Jars and Christmas Carols"
One of the more interesting things about traveling with a wrestling company is what goes on after the show. It usually involves getting something to eat and heading back to the hotel, And this time it was no different except for one thing. When we got back to the hotel in Nashville there was a bunch of the people from the various wrestling companies sitting in the lobby having a good old time.
So Alex, Tommy, Vander Pyle, Dave and myself decided to hang out with them for a while even though Vander Pyle and myself do not drink. It was a trip listing to the stories from different groups across the world and watching them get drunk off their asses. It started off with cases of beer before one guys from one of the NWA groups pulled out a clear mason jar. You know the kind that you see on the Dukes Of Hazard television show used to carry moonshine in. I'm not going to say who drank out of the jar but I will say they started to get a little on the giddy side. And on the flip side you could tell that some were not even getting effected. Dave went to bed a little bit after getting there, being exhausted from the board meetings earlier in the day and show that night. I called it a night myself having to go through the photos of the days still I headed to the room get to work.
So I'm sitting at the computer at 4:00 in the morning when Vander Pyle walks in laughing his ass off.
"What's up?" I asked.
"About 14 of us," He started "snuck in to Dave's room while he was sleeping and woke him up with Christmas songs"
I just sat there not knowing what to say.
"And then we went into NWA Ireland's room , and the Ireland guys were doing flips from bed to bed, when Mean Mike decided that he wanted to try." Vander Pyle laughing
" he got up on the bed flipped onto the other bed and put his feet through the wall."
First thing through my mind was to make sure not to have any of the wrestlers jump on my hotel bed.
One of the more interesting things about traveling with a wrestling company is what goes on after the show. It usually involves getting something to eat and heading back to the hotel, And this time it was no different except for one thing. When we got back to the hotel in Nashville there was a bunch of the people from the various wrestling companies sitting in the lobby having a good old time.
So Alex, Tommy, Vander Pyle, Dave and myself decided to hang out with them for a while even though Vander Pyle and myself do not drink. It was a trip listing to the stories from different groups across the world and watching them get drunk off their asses. It started off with cases of beer before one guys from one of the NWA groups pulled out a clear mason jar. You know the kind that you see on the Dukes Of Hazard television show used to carry moonshine in. I'm not going to say who drank out of the jar but I will say they started to get a little on the giddy side. And on the flip side you could tell that some were not even getting effected. Dave went to bed a little bit after getting there, being exhausted from the board meetings earlier in the day and show that night. I called it a night myself having to go through the photos of the days still I headed to the room get to work.
So I'm sitting at the computer at 4:00 in the morning when Vander Pyle walks in laughing his ass off.
"What's up?" I asked.
"About 14 of us," He started "snuck in to Dave's room while he was sleeping and woke him up with Christmas songs"
I just sat there not knowing what to say.
"And then we went into NWA Ireland's room , and the Ireland guys were doing flips from bed to bed, when Mean Mike decided that he wanted to try." Vander Pyle laughing
" he got up on the bed flipped onto the other bed and put his feet through the wall."
First thing through my mind was to make sure not to have any of the wrestlers jump on my hotel bed.
About Slam Jam
Shane Michael Kidder, creator of a Web site of his photos that receives nearly 2 million hits a month from around the world, has learned many lessons in his time photographing wrestling, the most important one being “watch where the wrestlers are going.” This comes after almost being knocked out by a wrestler diving out of the ring at his first show in 2003 at a Golden State Championship Wrestling event in Newhall, Calif. Born in Northridge and still living in the San Fernando Valley, he spends most of his time working on his Web site in preparation for the next wrestling event.
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