EWA! EWA! EWA!

The association’s chants echoes still reverberate in my mind as if it were only yesterday. Ahh… but it was only a dream. Or was it?

Who am I?
What is this?
What is this about?

Fourteen of the greatest warrior will be facing off against each other in a matter of days. I will be one of them. And with each name carries the weight of repute as well as a special memory in the minds of many. Some hail and praise each combatant, as they should, for each man has had a great standing. Each wields weapons and powers, beyond that of any normal being. And each man is great and distinguished in his own right. Yet some stand out more than others.

Some are quick and use their agility to their advantage. They can accomplished many feats not capable by that of an ordinary man. These are the men who can easily turn the tables on those who underestimate them.

A few are fearless yet never reckless in nature. Men who lack trepidation are a rarity and those who embrace this endowment even rarer still. These are men are to be feared, for they themselves know nothing more than what is to be expected without blinding mists.

Others are cunning and use their guile to their advantage. Not only do they make plans, but they also form contingencies. Quite a foe to fight, one such as these, as they seem to have everything and more carefully calculated and tailored to their benefit.

Several are nefarious. Wicked are their ways, they know it and so do others, yet they refuse to conceal or conform to other ways. For their ways are their own, and to change this might signify the changing of everything that ever was.

A number of these men are enigmatic. Mysteries, lies and secrets surround their being and they peddle the first two and keep the last. These are the men who should be watched with a careful eye, for little if all is known about them and this is the way they prefer it.

And in all of this, some of these men hold onto that which is intangible. That unnamed feeling, the X factor or the missing piece of the puzzle, that which is there yet not. These men are in firm control of the void, or the spacing between the notes, they have charisma.

All admirable or influential qualities in their own right.
Yet…
I possess them all and more. What else can be asked?

Who am I?
What is this?
What is this about?

Everything has a meaning. Or does it?

All of the aforementioned traits are so unique and different. Yet all are in their own way a part of one another. For they come from the same form. They are birds of a feather. Each and every one of them stands for more than what they truly are…

What was said…
Everything mentioned represents these similar yet all so dissimilar fighters.

We have all come from the same mother.
We were all carved from the same mold…
One at a time.

We were all fashioned together…
Welded…
Fused and joined.

Yet…

We have all broken the mold.

Yes we each share that same bond
Yet we are each so different.

It is time to once again bring together what was lost.
It is once more time to gather what once was.
What will be…
It is time for the final encounter.
It is time to dream.

We…
The fighters squaring off against one another.
We…
The warriors in this fight.
We…
Are the modern day crusaders of epic proportion, and what do we represent?

Are we heroes?
Are we super human?
Are we paragons of power?

No.
Nothing more than wrestlers…
Most, WWA talent.
Champions of yesteryear.
Stars that were once part of something.

Something bigger than itself…
Something grander…
A dream…
The EWA!

Who are these warriors?
Who am I?

The EWA.
Each and every one of us is the EWA.
And each and every one of us will battle...
On a larger-than-life stage.

Tommy Starr…
Infamous for joining WWA’s Devil's Own and then leaving after causing quite an uproar. However before all of this he was in the EWA. His schemes and stories always captured the imagination of the fans and wrestlers alike. He seized everyone’s attention, refused to give it up and we loved him for it, because he had charisma.

Psycho…
A past WWA Television Champion, the very first EWA graduate to hold a WWA belt. His strength and endurance are legendary in this business. He is a strong competitor and an even tougher person to overcome. His presence is commanding.

Khaled…
One of the most underrated WWA talents, hailed as one of the best wrestlers ever to grace the EWA rings. He is crafty, mystifying, secretive and craves attention. Khaled is dangerous on all accounts. He will be the downfall of many in this competition.

Desolation…
It is said that he is ‘The meanest EWA Graduate ever.’ Desolation is the only WWA European Champion that has not lost his title in the ring. Powerful, cunning and dark. He will have nothing to prove once he steps past the curtains.

Jarod Crow…
Intelligent, calculating and meticulous. There is no doubt that he has all of the bases covered in this match. He sees all, knows all and makes sure that everything comes to an end and exactly to the letter as he has had formulated. With all of these devices at hand he is still pitied, for he will have no choice but to except his fate when the time is at hand.

JuceMystA…
A spectacular sportsman if ever there were one. His movements and actions have graced the cover of more than one sporting magazine. A true wrestler, a tested warrior, a hardened fighter. One that may just as well walk away from this contest as it’s victor.

The Muppet Man…
More than just an uncanny clown, nevertheless many have yet to discover this. He is insane, graceful, merciless, yet still rational and all together an enigma. However his true face is something in which I know all too well. Evil is a necessity, however does he upset the balance?

Billy Sadistic…
The name says it all. There have been many famous Williams, Bills and Billys, William Shakespeare, ‘Wild Bill’ Hickok, and Billy ‘The Kid’ to name a few. Yet none of them were daring enough to place Sadistic behind their surname. This adversary is as his name says, and nothing less.

Quietus...
Winner of WWA’s 2004 Independence Day Rumble. His presence is commanding and more than powerful. He walks with the pride of ten men and he should, because he is. Quietus will not be an easy opponent to conquer, and in walking away from him one is all that much stronger.

Justin Walker…
A permanent EWA constituent. It is as if the EWA was his permanent residence and it always will be. This man has made a living in the EWA ring and has sweated, bled and dreamt of the day at hand. It is now time for him to take up his banner and strike fear into the souls of those who would go against his company.

Rocky Adams…
The final EWA champion. It is time to once again answer the call and defend that title in which so many have tried to attain. You know what it takes to win, and how it feels to be the one in which everyone aspires to. And yet in this contest you will have no choice but to see what it feels like to be on the other side of the mirror looking in.

Armaan...
The first and only ‘Indian’ champion. You are a product of your time and the future is yours to take. Yet, your time is not now. And you too will suffer the same fate that will befall so many others.

Mr. Darkness…
A walking contradiction onto himself. Dead, living, it all matters not for in the end it is all one in the same. His ally is the very forces of evil yet his heart and soul yearn for so much more. He is truly lost.

All thirteen of these wrestlers…
And myself.
All vying for supremacy in one match.
One final time.

We will all be fighting in EWA’s final championship match. A match that will be held in the same manner as EWA’s first championship match. The same name, the same rules apply. Only this time the combatants are different and the stakes are much higher. We are all the greatest of the great trying to bring something to an end. But do we truly want to?

What is in the end?
What will make it all that much more satisfying?
What will be at the end of the EWA?
I’ll tell you what.

At the end of this prophetic Armageddon…the greatest prize of the night shall be awarded to the winner. The ultimate prize for the fairest of all wrestlers, past, present and future. The one and only EWA Championship Belt.

Who am I?
What is this?
What is this about?

I am the greatest and longest reigning EWA/WWA European Heavyweight Champion of all time. I have downed men twice my size and defeated opponents more powerful than myself. I have sold out EWA show after EWA show. It was me who carried the EWA to prominence and glory. It was when the belt was placed around my waist when the EWA reach record attendance as well as rating. It was me who main evented the shows at the time… no one else mentioned can say that and still have an honest face.

I am the one who brought glory to the WWA European Heavyweight Championship title belt! It was me who put the EWA on a new plateau one destined for greatness.

When the belt was around my waist.

I have ended career after career. Magnum, EVD, and ‘Toot’ McBiggins to name a few. Legends and newcomers alike fear my name. Just ask Shaman or Jack Griffiths.

I am the one who put the EWA…
On…
The…
Map.

And when I left the EWA, what happened? The numbers dropped, the ratings plummeted and the viewers stopped tuning in. It took so long for them to find another champion as great as I to wear the belt, that when they finally did, it was already too late and the EWA folded.

A sad yet true story.
However Hope is still alive.
And that which once had fallen…
Has now arisen.

And so shall I…

With this being said…
One would think of me as a God.
Yet I am merely a man.
A mortal.

Who am I?

I am The Chuckster…

Just a name.
Just a person.
Or am I?

Names can be changed with the passage of time and the past can be rewritten as we have seen. The memories of what once was can be forgotten. But I am much more than that. You can destroy my name, for I have no use for it, because I am so much more. I am a symbol.

I am Hope everlasting. I can bring peace to these troubled times.
I am the Light in the midnight sky. I will glow for you when all is dark.
I am the Aspiration of many. Follow my path unwavering and all will be right.
I am Protector of the innocent. I will fight for you when all seems lost.
I am the Answer to all things that cry out for more. I can give you the extra two miles.
I am for those who dare to dream

I am Truth.
I am real.
And yet…
I am a dream…

I am the EWA!

What is this?
My match…
My destiny…

September 1, 2005
Live from the London Arena in London, England.
Pain Games Match…
For the EWA Championship

What is this about?

Nothing more than an ambition…
Nothing more than a memory…
Nothing more than a dream…

My delineation?
My destiny?
My dream?

No.
Everything and more.
Or is it?
Just a dream.

EWA’s Midsummer Nights Dream…
Me.