Mission: Indiepossible Live Watch Party: DDT Street Wrestling in the Tokyo Dome!

August 11, 2017

It was a morning like every other he had ever known. The warm sun woke him, shining through his bedroom window. Rubbing his eyes and sitting up, it took him a moment to realize what day it was! His eyes widened with joy as he sprung from his bed.

“Wake up! Wake up! It is my birthday! Presents! Cakes! Oh what a day!”, he shouted rapturously, his voice filling the empty hallways of his home. Sprinting down the hall and into the kitchen, he found no one. Thinking they must be in the family room, he hurried there, again, finding nothing except the quiet furniture and looming silence.

“Mother? Father? Where are you? It’s my birthd----“

His proclamation was cut off by the chilling scream of his mother. He ran down another hallway towards the entryway of the home and there he saw her, crumpled on the ground. As he came closer, he realized she was cradling his father in her arms. He was weak, fighting for breath.

“Father? Wha…..what happened?”

“S,son. C,come close…….” The boy pressed his forehead to his fathers, tears welling in his eyes.

 “This was n,no acc-accident……a……a……avenge meeeeee.”, his father whispered with his last gasp.

20 YEARS LATER

It was time. The training was complete. In the darkness, he stood. Sunlight was no longer his friend, for it is only welcomed by those who carry lighter burdens. Preparing for his journey, he dressed quickly. A brief glance into a mirror flashed him back to that birthday. It was the worst day of his life, but it was also the day that defined his life ever since. Living high on Mount Fuji, he had studied, prepared, trained and sacrificied for this moment. His fathers killer would be on prominent display, and he would expose him this day.

“Happy birthday to me…..” he grimly said as he strode out of his shack. A taxicab waiting for him, he hustled into the backseat. “TOKYO DOME. NOW.”

You see, listeners, what this man learned is that the one who took his fathers life sought to take another, but there was only one way to stop it. TAKE IT’S POWER AWAY FROM IT….and only he was prepared to do so.

The moment arrived. The killer was thirsty for blood. He sensed his victim and STRUCK!

……..

Nothing.

“Thinking I was going to….DIE?”, said our hero as he stood unharmed, staring at the deadly assassin.

“No….not you. It can’t be!”, the demonic monster replied, recognizing who he had attacked.

“Your killing days are over, FLIGHT OF STAIRS. NEVER AGAIN WILL YOU TAKE A LIFE.”

Super Porky Hulk Hogan stood to his feet, a smile creeping on his face.

“And now…..I will render you powerless again. Excuse me, I’ve got to fall down you and not die AGAIN.”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” shrieked the stairs, as it’s stranglehold over life and death slipped from it’s icy cold grasps.

Super Porky Hulk Hogan looked up to the sky, where his father appeared in a cloud and said, “Stairway injuries represent a leading cause of accidents. National Safety Council statistics rank stairway injuries second only to motor vehicle accidents among leading causes of accidents.  The council’s statistical report, titled Injury Facts 2015, reports falls are the leading cause of injury-related death in adults age 65 and older.

Each year stairway accidents cause over one million injuries and 12,000 deaths. One half of those stairway deaths occur in the home.  Most people underestimate the risk of falling and sustaining injuries at home.  After all we feel safest at home.  Statistics prove otherwise, showing the greatest risk of falling on stairs comes at home.”

ALSO SOME GUYS COSPLAY AS SHINSUKE NAKAMURA AND HIROSHI TANAHASHI!

 

It’s the Live Watch!

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Mission: Indiepossible Live Watch Party: CMLL Reyes Del Aire 2017

May 9, 2017

The alarm bell rings. The groggy eyes of a young man struggle to open. It is his first day on the job. He quietly slips out of bed, kissing his wife on the forehead and stopping to look at his son, sleeping in the crib nearby.

Twenty minutes later, he is out the door, coffee in hand, tired, but ready for his new job.

"Get in. We have a long drive," says a gruff, older man.

"Where are we going?" the young man replies.

Silence.

Uncomfortable, nearly painful silence fills the air. It is thicker than the mixture of morning fog and dust that is kicked up as they travel down a long dirt path. For an hour, not a word is said.

Just as he drifts back off to sleep, the car lurches to a halt.

"We are here. Get out."

Looking off to the right, the young man sees his new work place, a large quarry, deeper than he ever imagined it to be. Cave entrances litter the mountainsides, with men shuffling in and out carrying wheelbarrows and containers. It is almost beautiful to watch.

After going through a quick instruction, he is assigned his spot in the field. He finds his way to the path and begins loading barrel after barrel onto a conveyor belt. For hours, the repetition continues. He begins to learn the ebb and flow of it all, and by the lunch whistle, he feels he knows it.

Sitting alone, he eats his lunch--a lone slice of bologna packed between two end pieces of bread. It was all that was left in the house. This job was a miracle.

A few workers sit at the table with him and make small talk. They are friendly and kind, until he asks....

"So what is it we are loading in all these barrels?"

Solemn faced, the youngest one responds, "Follow me."

They dart past security into the nearby factory. It is a man-made labyrinth of corridors and rooms. Finally, an opening.

"Look down there."

He peers over the edge to see a dimly lit room. It is empty save for a table, where a portly man is laying. His hands and wrists are restrained. He is wearing a bright silver mask.

Doors burst open and men walk in with the barrels, pouring them onto the tabled man. His shrieks pierce the silence. It is oil. Barrels and barrels of oil.

From the darkness, a doctor emerges. He checks the man from head to toe and declares, "Finally. He is oily enough."

SUPER OILY IS READY FOR BATTLE.

But are we prepared to watch?

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Mission: Indiepossible - Bryan Danielson in Chikara

May 11, 2016

Mission: Indiepossible returns! Jordan Duncan and Brad Woodling join host Steve Wille to explore the history of Bryan Danielson in Chikara. The guys cover his King of Trios run in 2009, a huge tag match later that year, and then his brief return after his WWE suspension in 2010. In total, all seven of Danielson's matches are looked at in this intimate review of a small portion of Danielson's great career. Also discussed: the ascension of Claudio Castagnoli, Mike Quackenbush's booking and in-ring work, and the wacky rings and buildings in the world of independent wrestling. And find out which announcer/referee really impresses all three members of the panel (Hint: it's the only person with that role).

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Mission: Indiepossible - Chikara and The King of Trios 2011

December 30, 2015

On the debut episode of a new indie wrestling focused show on Place to Be Nation, host Steve Willie is joined by Jordan Duncan, Brad Woodling and Glenn Butler to discuss Chikara, and in particular, night 1 of the King of Trios in 2011. In addition to a review of the entire card, the guys discuss Chikara tropes and storytelling, crowd dynamics of indie wrestling shows and much, much more. 

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