Blog: Dasher Hatfield
This Saturday, along with four of the most trusted allies a man can find, I will enter a battle with much higher stakes than those I am used to. This whole CHIKARA vs. The Flood battle began as two groups of bitter rivals fighting over the remains of a beloved wrestling company, and has now grown into an all-out war between two armies, both taking casualties.
I remember the amazing feeling of euphoria that ran through my body at National Pro Wrestling Day 2014. I remember looking into the eyes of many of my comrades, wrestler and fan alike, and knowing that they were all sharing in this same euphoric feeling that I was. I remember thinking that I would do anything, anything at all, to make sure that this feeling would NEVER leave us again. This coming Saturday at "Permis de Tuer" in Limoilou, QC, side by side with some of my best friends, I will get the chance to prove that I will indeed go to any lengths to keep this feeling, and CHIKARA, alive and strong.
As I sit and mentally prepare myself for the war that will take place this weekend in Canada, I find comfort in knowing that I will not enter the squared circle alone. If I look to my right I will undoubtedly see a smelly, disgusting, but somewhat amazingly beautiful little goblin creepily smiling while perched on my shoulder. And on the left shoulder I will find the angel of my good friend and lover of all princesses, The Estonian ThunderFrog. Together, they will protect the defenders of all that is CHIKARA as we embark on what is sure to be one of the most gruesome and grisly battles ever fought in a pro-wrestling ring.
My teammates and I all have one thing in common going into this weekend. The Ants, The Winged Ring Warrior, The Interception of Perfection...we are all fighting for that feeling; we are all fighting for CHIKARA. It makes me wonder what bonds our enemies, what is it that brings them to this battle? Whatever it is, I sure hope they are willing to die for it because when step into the Centre Horizon this Saturday they will be staring into the eyes of five men who are 100% to fight, to win, and if need be, to make the ultimate sacrifice.
Blog: Jimmy Jacobs
I was told for years how CHIKARA has the smartest fans in the world, but having only had small run-ins with CHIKARA over the years, I was never able to truly gauge the accuracy of that statement. But now as I stand across from them, from the CHIKARA wrestlers and fans alike, in a war, in an attempt for the strategic and moral high ground, I see so clearly.
The fans and wrestlers that make up CHIKARA are so smart that they're oblivious. They're so oblivious, they don't even realize that one plus one equals two. I'm playing this game very straight forward, and while I hide in plain sight, people keep searching for me. They're so preoccupied trying to dissect, they forget to look at what's dead ahead of them. My moral character is often at question, and I can't blame people for questioning it, but when I promise Eddie Kingston that if he fights on the side of The Flood, if he helps us win this war, that I will reward him by returning the Grand Championship, like a magic sitar, I only speak the truth.
There are no games here. There's no twist. There's no turns. There's no deception. If you think I can't deliver on my promise to Kingston, you must not realize that one plus one equals two. And if you don't understand that, in Quebec this weekend, you'll learn that two plus one equals three and three is the magic number. I'm not speaking in riddles, and I'm not writing in puzzles. One win over Archibald Peck in Easton. One win over Eddie Kingston in Chicago. This weekend in Quebec, all I need is one more win and I have the three points that I need to face CHIKARA's glowing ember, Icarus, for the CHIKARA Grand Championship.
And with Eddie Kingston at my right hand, ready to be unleashed, the odds are clearly in my favor. It's easy arithmetic. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. If anybody thinks Icarus actually stands a chance to retain the Grand Championship in a match with me, while Eddie Kingston is at my side, well, CHIKARA fans, you aren't as smart as I give you credit for.