Spot-light on Steve Pain

To Be Under-Rated
By Steve Pain

Hmm…well Pain..yeah that’s my last name. It’s a big factor in my life. I know you can relate.Underrated, that’s me. 7 years in the indy circuit. I’ve beaten a lot of indy wrestlers, hung with the best. Even pros like Alex Koslov, Ultimo Dragon, Rey Bucanerro & Valdor Jr just to name a few. Those are just my most memorable opponents. I’ve been trained in Lucha Libre, Japanese and American Strong-Styles. I’ve worked for Torymon and AAA out of Mexico City, Mexico & wrestled in front of 20,000 fans in Arena Mexico for DragonMania , that was a dream come true, but like any wrestler you always want more.

I’ve trained at 3 different schools – at the age of 15, I started training in Anaheim, CA with a small time company known as WPW. Lucha Libre was their style. Lil Cholo trained me & taught me a lot of Lucha. I thank him for that knowledge. I was in Ladder matches, Hardcore matches & then tagged with Infernal, quickly winning the WPW Tag Team belts, which we held for about a year! Unfortunately, none of this was recorded as WPW was a low budget company and the owner was pretty shady. I soon grew out of this company after doing all there was to do there. I wanted to learn more and needed better competition. I soon discovered the Inoki Dojo, a Lucha Libre/Japanese style company with an amazing trainer known as Durango Kid….OMG!!! I learned so much, everything from Springboards, Back Flips from any rope or part of the ring, even just standing. I love to back flip all my weight onto somebody. It’s very effective and my aim is dead on. I shot straight up to the Main Event. Main eventing every show. I gained some muscle and learned my shit in the ring. I mean Japanese style plus my Lucha was so much better. After making it to the top of this promotion also, I felt an emptiness and needed more, so once again I was in search of more.

I was soon introduced to Santino Bro Wrestling Academy, the hard hitting, the respect, the love , the heart I felt every time I went to training was like a breath of fresh air! Oh man and did I need that, living under rated and sick and tired of all my actions being unseen or unnoticed. This company loves the spotlight and the spotlight loves this company! And me known for stealing the spotlight fell in love with S.B.W.A. and soon fell in love with its sister company, Evolucha!! I am having some of my best matches that I have ever had in my career………semi main eventing & proving that I am under rated living up to my name, expressing my pain and talent in each fight, knowing I belong in the main events like every other company I wanted to main event for. I shot straight to the one of the top dogs and like the Undertaker, this is his yard. I am talking about the XPW Superstar, the Human Horror Show Supreme…crazy huh? I think smart…everyone on So Cal has a fear of this man, but I have my reputation on the line and something to prove to myself and everyone else!

Stay up to date with Evolucha and find out when this match will take place. Love is Pain…Pain is only me and I want the whole world to love Pain. Steve Pain = Ratingz!

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Entertaining Through Wrestling

Where do i even begin?? You see for me pro wrestling wasnt something i stumbled across when i was channel surfing one day when i was 10 years old. Pro wrestling was something i was raised on. My grandfather is from Jackson, Mississppi. So that means pro wrestling was something that was a must and a ritual to watch when i was younger. I grew up on the southern rasslin as my grandparents would say, starting to watch around the age of 2 when i wanted to be one man and one man only STING!!!!!! The NWA/WCW was to me like the Lakers to the WWF's Clippers. Dont get me wrong i loved watching the WWF and i idolized Bret "Hitman" Hart and i still do til this day, but WCW was just about athletic competition. To me WCW felt more "real" as some people would say, it felt as if the guys went out there and really fought to win even if it was just two rookies trying to get noticed. Thats what really captivated me. I remember having my VHS copy of Beach Blast 93 and seeing Ric Flair beat Barry Windham for the NWA World Title and the main event with the Masters of the Powerbomb of Sid Vicious and Big Van Vader against Sting and Davey Boy Smith. That has to be one of my favorite PPVs i ever seen. I hated other sports i didnt really have any friends and the few i did have liked wrestling but they weren't in love with it like i was. I used to cry when i couldnt watch wrestling on TV thats how serious my obsession with it was. I remember my first WWF magazine had Money Inc. on the cover in 1993 with the WWF Tag Titles on them and then saying to my lil brother that was going to be us one day my mom even bought me the tag team toy belts that i still have til this day. But the one thing i said i always wanted to do in life was be the Intercontinental champion. For me i was always a bigger fan of the Intercontinental guys. Shawn Michaels, Bret Hart, The Bulldog, Marty Jannetty, Razor Ramon, Mr Perfect, Owen Hart etc etc were the ones i liked to see wrestle. I used to even make belts out of paper. I would watch a video and when theref would hold the belt upinto the camera i would pause it and then start drawing it. I even have a picture of me with my paper belts from like 1996 or so holding up the NWO sign. I followed wrestling thru the ups and downs, the highs and lows, the Hulk Hogans the Stone Colds the John Cenas. It pisses me off when i hear people say "Wow u still watch that i used to watch it when Stone Cold was around." Wrestling is a livelihood a religion to me i kneel at the alter of all things Pro Wrestling. I first started my wrestling training in November of 2007 in a backyard in Norwalk, Ca. The trainers at the time were Johnny Suarez and Chris Davila. Just them showing us how to bump and take clotheslines and some conditioning. At that time it was just Javi, Pinky, Roland, Frank, Mike, Lou, Isaac, Jaime, and myself. Then around January 2008 or so Kaos, Angel, and Mongol became our head trainers and the SBWA was born. A lil while later Supreme came in as a trainer along with BC Killer and Robby Pheonix. Then more guys started joining i remember at one time there was about 20 of us and believe me when i say it was so many people that i would get annoyedbecause after training i didnt feel like i got enough ring time. Then i was cut from the school in April of 2008 for various reasons but the door was open for me to come back. Then i started training at Charles Mercury's school in Stanton, Ca. All the while i would still hit up Kaos asking if they needed any help or anything just to show them that i was still committed to the cause. Long and behold i was back at the school a month after i got cut and a month before they told me i could come back. When i first came back i had a lot of confidence issues. I felt that i wasnt as good as my peers and just kinda felt like i was out of it. The first day i came back i took about 50 running bumps in a row and i literally had an asthma attack. I looked up to other guys in the class as leaders and as guys i wanted to be as good as. At that time Javi and Mike to me were the cream of the SBWA crop. They were getting everything right and doing the drills and could execute the moves and i would fumble stuff and forget spots and thats when i said to myself i will be the one who everyone looks up to and lead by example. I wanted to be the measuring stick in terms of wrestling ability. I was never to big on the show aspect of wrestling. Nowadays i enjoy guys like Kurt Angle, Samoa Joe, Super Dragon, Alex Shelley, Bryan Danielson, Davey Richards, KENTA and the list goes on. Guys who probably arent the best on the mic or the most colorful but guys who could wrestle and guys who are focused on giving u a good wrestling performance instead of just a few trademark moves and then take it home. Thats how i wanted to perform and wrestle i want to be the guy on the show that entertains people using wrestling as a sport instead of being a sports entertainer. I still watch WWE and TNA but i dont really follow it as religiously as i do companies like Ring of Honor or Pro Wrestling Guerrila or Dragon Gate or Noah based out of Japan. Those are the companies i strive to work for and those are the fans i try to entertain. Those are the fans that will remember my performance and if its good enough will praise or will dissect my ability and critique me and thats how i feel i will get better. As of January 17, 2009 i can say that i am a PRO WRESTLER. My primary company is EvoLucha Entertainment Wrestling but ive also worked for Hybrid Pro Wrestling and MWF Lucha Libre. Im thankful for all the work my trainers and fellow classmates have put into making our shows a success and for giving us a place to wrestle here in SoCal and area that hasits own share of cliques. while i know theres some thing i wanna get better at and things i need toget better at i think i candook when its time to get in the ring and get the job done. I wrestle to win even if its in defeat i still win because i know that i went out there with the objective to give the people a good competitve match and thats what i measure my matches on. I may not the be the best talker on the mic or the most charasmatic with the audience, but the one thing that i feel as though i could do well is the "W" in most federations initials and that is wrestling. More on Damien Arsenick: "IRON WARRIOR" DAMIEN ARSENICK @

Wrestling School The Begining The Evolution of Ray Mejia

(Final Saturday of 2008) - Well, today was the first of my training. What training you ask? I am currently enrolled in Santino Brothers Wrestling Academy. Yes, I'm actually training to become a professional wrestler. I'm chasing my dream....

It had to be the longest week ever as I prepared and waited for today to come. I couldn't even sleep last night. That excited/nervous feeling completely overwhelmed me. I was finally going to find out if I really had what it takes to be a wrestler.

8:30 am. Woody and I arrive. We stretch and prepare for a mile run. I didn't do too bad, 7:43. We then proceeded to mats, the rest of the class went to the ring. Our instrutor for the morning, a former XPW Televeision Champion, Kaos, gave us our morning warm-up.

Push ups. Squats. Lunges. Crunches. Then push ups again. My body wasn't quite ready for that, but hey who cares, right? We then had to demostrate our grappling skills, which meant we had to shoot wrestle with no striking against someone in the class. I would later find out that we would grappling with the entire class of about 10-15 people.

I finish my first match, I stand up casually and walk over to the stand of the building where I proceed to vomit. No food, just water. It was horrible, I never work myself that hard very often. Everyone got a good laugh at the rookie throwing up on the side.

When I gained my composure back, I went back and had to do another match. I wrestled probably around 9 or 10 matches, against bigger, stronger, faster, and more experienced opponents. I got lucky with 2 wins. I pretty much got my ass kick.
None worse then by Mongol, one of the instructors. He look very eager to take the rookies for a test drive. Woody goes first and gets destroyed. I wouldn't be as lucky, he took his time with me. Like I said I got my ass kicked.

So after all the grappling we had to finish with some curcuits. That meant rotating to four different stations and doing different excercises four one minute. After everything we have endured, Woody and I had to get into the ring and have one final shoot match. I was exhausted, there was no one I could defend myself. We lock up......

I was exhausted, I had cotton-mouth, my muscles ached and I was standing in a middle of a wrestling ring standing across from Woody who was equally tired. The rest of the class surrounded the ring and began pounding the mat furiously. The instructors stood on the apron and shouted for us to grapple.
We lock up...

Now, Woody has a the height, weight and strength advantage on me, needless to say this wasn't going to be easy. We lock up, we roll, he goes for a rear naked choke, I roll out, I get a cramp in my left hamstring. he puts me in the guard. Everyone is shouting, everything is happening so fast. I go for a choke, Woody blocks, I get a cramp in my right hamstring. Stay calm, stay in control. Think. Think.

Heel hook. It beat him before it can probably beat him again. I have locked in, it's hurting him, he's screaming, but he's not tapping. I can't squeeze and I can't pull, I have nothing left. But wait, it gets better. Woody locks me in an ankle lock as well.

I roll us on to our stomach, luckily I was in his guard so when we rolled I was on top of his back. I wrenched back and got the submission victory. I crawled out the ring and thought I was going to vomit again. Thankfully, I didn't....

.....There is an endless supply of pain. I'm talking "can't even get up out of bed the next day" pain.

One day in particular, I was placed in the corner and chopped 11 times. 11 TIMES!!!! My chest was bleeding, and the following week I had a giant hicky on my chest. Chicks dig scars, right?

I was given the chance to film our very first show on Jan. 17th. The show was in Newhall and we had one hell of a show. We sold out the house and really entertained the crowd. I never wanted to get into the ring more than that day. It only motivated me even more to someday perform for fans.

I've also been able to combine two loves. Wresltling and film editing. I film the shows and then I make the highlight videos. I've couldn't ask for a better deal. Thank the heavens for dropping this in my lap.

I'm very eager for whats in store.... I can tell honestly right now, I'm hating life right now. My legs, neck, and face are all sore. I can't even sit down or stand up.

Its worth it, and I know it's going to get better. Make sure to check back and find out how I'm doing. Until next time.

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SBWA has earned the notorious reputation for really bringing the pain! We are hard hitting, fast paced and in your face! Only the strong survive here at the Santino Bros Wrestling Academy, it's not for the weak, the faint of heart, the timid or the cowardly.

HeadLock

Side headlock
In this hold a wrestler who is facing away from an opponent would wrap his/her arm around the neck of an opponent bringing them forwards into this prone position.

An assailant will often use a headlock to subdue and pummel a victim who is smaller. They will often move in quickly, wrap an arm around the neck while forcing the victim to bend forward. This will cause the victim to be off balance and at a decided disadvantage while the assailant pummels them in the head. It is also used as a way to choke someone into submission.

Also called a Chancellery.
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I must start with this confession, there was a time long ago when i thought pro wrestling was a joke.

I must start with this confession, there was a time long ago when i thought pro wrestling was a joke. It wasn't till the 8th grade that i finally gave wrestling a fair chance. My 6 closest friends always played all the wrestling video games that were out and that was my first introduction. Next was WWE Sunday Night Heat. At this time in school i was in drama class and wanted to become an actor. Wrestling seemed to wrap up all the drama, acting, stunt work and entertainment into one great package. I was hooked. Then one night before dinner at my friends house i remember watching ECW. Tommy Dreamer vs. Justin Credible fro the world championship. as the match was reaching its climax... it hit me like a steel chare... This is what i want to do with my life... I WANT TO BE A PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER!

I was a freshmen in high school and we didn't have a wrestling team but we did have drama class and tv production, so that's what i did. Later I joined the track and field team and spent just as much if not more time in the weight room as I did on the track or the field. After graduating I remained active in track and field as well as cross country by coaching for the high school. In Jr College i conditioned for the decathlete. I never ended up competing in an event do to the fact that my heart just wasn't in it. I considered returning to Hopkido and began sparing with my close friend who was training for MMA.

As 2004 started to come to and end one of my good friends, who also shared the dream of professional wrestling, got a flyer for a small inde show out in Anaheim for a WPW/PCW show.
It wasn't the same as what we had been religiously watching on tv. This was a hole new style, LuchaLibre! After the show we asked around and found the promoter. We told him we wanted to learn and he told us when to show up... so we did. And when we went back i was unexpectedly reunited with an old family friend i hadn't seen in ages, Steve aka Steve Pain. We all trained together 3 days a week. Alan and i helped with the shows on Sundays while Steve did his thing in the ring. I finally got the chance to wrestle a show. I had no real gimmick or story. Just on the card to fill time. My first match was an over the top battle royal. Didn't win it but didn't care. My next match the week after was in a tag match, my first win. But this would all come to a slow fade when my training and road partner and good friend Alan would need to stop wrestling to go in for knee sugery on his ACL.

I began to re think my game plan. I got back into school full time and cut out the wrestling shows. The hard part about that was paying for all the units. So i got a second job to help. I still went to training but things just didn't feel the same without my friend there. Steve and i kept in close contact and he would make me find time for us to hang out together. Every time we talked he would tell me to not let the fire die out. I would remind him that wrestling as still and always would be number one in my life. We went out to the first RevX show to help ring crew and i got the itch. I got the opportunity try to help a start up company. It was called Ocean City Wrestling and i worked with The Young Bucks and Diablo but it didn't last long. From the end of 2005 through 2006 i wrestled for MWF, and there in east LA CLAYBOY was born, even wrestling Christmas night and on Jan 1st. I quit my first job and eventually dropped out of school (not cool). And just as things started to get hot... i was popped with the biggest cut off of my life. I had a hernia and needed sugery.

It was 2007 and I felt low and alone. Alan had moved for school and Steve was traveling fare and wide for wrestling. After my surgery the doc told me no physical activity for almost 6 months do to the area of the hernia and slight risk it could re surface. I thought of starting back up in school again but knew i didn't have the money. So to kill the time i spent too many of my nights under the dirty lights of Hollywood. I found that i had picked up a "Side Job" at a few clubs as i got way to mixed up in the music money and women. Had i lost sight of my education and dreams... before i could see it myself i once again had an unexpected run in with the Under Rated SuperStar himself... my friend Steve Pain.

Steve and i had a lot of caching up to do the only way we knew how, be hitting every club and party scene as hard as we could. Naturally the topic of wrestling came up and Steve told me about this new place to train. It didn't take long but i could see why Steve wasn't all that happy with wrestling at this point. I got the feeling that we really just didn't fit in with the way this dojo like facility was being run. So in 2008 we hit the road to Norwalk to find ourselves in the hands of The Santino Bros! On January 17th i was reborn as the heart breakin ass kickin money make'n jaw droppin PLAYBOY CLAY MOTLEY!

Here in EvoLucha i feel home, i feel better then ever. This year I've proudly done most of my work with EvoLucha, even going toe to toe with my mentor Steve Pain. Together we've done shows with L.L.I.I. in Ocean Side and HPW. With everything that we've seen and experienced in all these companies and feds here, we want the world to know that someone who is born in SoCal wrestling isn't limited to the west coast. Clay Motley wants to take his dream of Professional Wrestling all around the globe, and it starts here. In the long run i'm preparing for the larger big time companies such as Ring Of Honor, TNA and eventually the one and only WWE. I believe in hope, i believe in discipline, i believe in sacrifice and i believe in myself. I AM THE PLAYBOY AND MY MANE IS CLAY MOTLEY! Are you ready for the after party?

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Clothesline

A move in which one wrestler runs towards another and extends his/her arm out from the side of the body and parallel to the ground, knocking over the other as he/she runs by.[1] This move is often confused with a lariat.

Cactus clothesline
A clothesline used by Mick Foley that is named after his "Cactus Jack" gimmick.[3] The attacking wrestler charges at an opponent who is against the ring ropes and clotheslines him/her, and the force and momentum from the charge knocks both the wrestler and the opponent over the top rope and onto the floor.[4]

Clothesline from Hell
A clothesline used by JBL, named while he was working as one half of The Acolytes. The attacking wrestler gets a running start (usually off the ropes) first before hitting a high-impact clothesline, in which he swings his arm forward while running toward his opponent.

Corner clothesline
A clothesline used by a wrestler where instead of knocking a standing opponent, the attacker charges against an opponent on the corner.

Flying clothesline
While running towards an opponent, an attacking wrestler leaps up into the air, before connecting with a clothesline. Another version sees an attacking wrestler leap up into the air and connecting with a clothesline onto an opponent leaning against the corner turnbuckle.

Short-arm clothesline
Also known as a short clothesline or short-range clothesline, this variation is set up by Irish-whipping the opponent, but holding onto the arm. When the held arm is completely extended, the wrestler pulls the opponent back and clotheslines him with the other arm.[1] Alternatively, this move can be performed in the same fashion, but following an Arm wrench or Wrist lock instead of an Irish whip, or by simply grabbing hold of one of the opponent's arms with one the attacker's hands, pulling it towards the wrestler and clotheslining him with his spare arm.

Three-point stance clothesline
Also known as charging clothesline. In this move, a wrestler uses three-point stance and then clotheslines his opponent. This move was invented and popularized by "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan who calls it Patriot Lariat.

Double clothesline
Two wrestlers both hitting a clothesline on a single opponent by joining hands is referred to as a double clothesline. A variation has both wrestlers charging from opposite sides of a single opponent with a clothesline.
A double clothesline can also refer to two clotheslines being performed by one wrestler on two opponents at the same time.

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I didn't find pro wrestling...I guess you could say pro wrestling found me.

My earliest memories of wrestling are actually kind of silly. I remember my parents dropping me off
at my grandma's (who was completely deaf) when I was little and she would be watching guys like
the Junkyard Dog and Hulk Hogan and would get exited and shout at the TV. I remember asking one
of my older cousins to do my makeup "like the mean wrester ladies" I had seen on television. I
also remember seeing Captain Lou Albano in Cyndi Lauper's "girls just wanna have fun" video.

Eventually I got older and floated on to other things. I was always kind of a tomboy and most of my friends were boys so I usually played sports and played outside rather than do girly stuff. In high school I watched wrestling on and off, but never ever EVER thought in my wildest dreams I'd be doing it someday.

I moved out to California in 2000 soon after graduating high school, because I felt like bigger things were waiting for me compared to the rural town I'm from. I had always been a bit of an outside thinker and I wasn't exactly content with the idea of settling with the things I saw my friends around me settling for. I wanted to do something bold. I miss my friends and family, but still feel like I made the right decision.

Eventually I landed a job managing a good friend's comic shop. I had always loved comics so this job
suited me quite well. Eventually I started meeting people and through coincidence met some people
who happened to be wrestlers. The rest is history.

I remember going to my first so-cal indy show to watch a friend wrestle. I was impressed with the athletic aspect of it and I also loved the fact that it was so colorful. The wrestlers reminded me of something straight from a comic....a bunch of guys in colorful spandex, fighting it out and occasionally putting aside differences for the greater good, I guess you could say. I wanted to try it..but I was discouraged and felt kind of silly for asking mainly because I am small in size and a woman..and I didn't see any other girls there at the time.

After venturing out to different shows I started to notice that there were indeed some female wrestlers...and most of them were about the same size as I was! Maybe it was something I could do after all.

My friends Johnny and Chris (Joey Dynamite) had a ring set up in their backyard. One night Chris mentioned that he and a few other people trained a little there on the weekends if I ever wanted to come down and give it
a try. So I did.

Wrestling turned out to be a lot harder than it looked! And it damn sure wasn't fake! I got discouraged at first because I was having a hard time with the most basic things and remembering stuff. We lost the ring for a bit and couldn't train for a while...but eventually it got set up again.

One day I showed up to the house and there were a bunch of new faces there, along with some pros I had seen regularly on different shows. I was a little intimidated...but it turned out they were opening a school and looking for people to join. Should I try it again? Could I handle it? I decided to give it another go.

After the first day I was incredibly sore. I don't think I had ever been that sore in my entire life. Push-ups, squats, running, jumping, learning to bump, taking slams, etc. This was hard! And it hurt! I got frustrated easy and it took me longer to learn things...but something was telling me not to give up. I hung in there and did the best I could.

Eventually I became the only female at Santino's for a while. The class was getting more advanced. We were training in the hot summer sun. On top of that, on certain days I also had to deal with my "lady issues".I was finding it hard to be confident because I felt like the odds were against me. Later on I found out some of the guys didn't think I was going to last at first. I went home beat up, sore, and bruised every week. SometimesI went home crying from the physical and mental stress. But something kept pulling me back to the class every week. I was determined to continue what I had started...plus all stress and pain aside, I was having fun!

Over a year later and here I am, still continuing my training and even starting to do shows!...and I feel like I've come such a long way considering I could barely do a lock-up when I first started. I've learned so much. I've found my confidence and I'm starting to feel good about what I do. I'm doing things that I never thought I was capable of. I still have a a lot to learn and I have my limitations, but I'm getting better all the time. Wrestling oddly enough,is also very theraputic for me. It has taught me confidence, self-dicipline, and how to work with others. It has also helped me to deal withmy anxiety problems, which I've had my entire life. I may not be the the biggest, or the strongest, or the fastest, but I just want to be the best that I can be. That's my goal...also, someday maybe I can teach what I've learned to other girls.

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So you want to be a Pro Wrestler. Go to Pro Wrestling School.

Are you a professional wrestler? Or are you a pencil neck geek? Far too often people consider professional wrestling FAKE. In 1976 Mike Graham introduced Hulk Hogan to Hiro Matsuda,who was among the sport's top trainers, and considered one of the toughest wrestlers in the world. According to Hogan, during their first training session, Matsuda sarcastically asked him, "So you want to be a wrestler?" Hogan said "Yes!" then Matsuda purposely broke Hogan's leg. Obviously Hiro Matsuda did'nt break Hulk Hogan's SPIRIT. That did'nt stop the HULK from becoming one of, if not THE, greatest icons in Professional Wrestling history.


The road to becoming a professional wrestler is hard. This is a tough career. It is a road paved with doubt, fatigue, and sacrifice, both mentally and physically. But just as the negatives are tough, the rewards are great....the greater the sacrifice, the greater the reward. The roar of the crowd, the camaraderie of the boys, the memories, the ability to make people laugh, to make people cry and to really touch their hearts. Along with the obvious, traveling the world, meeting and wrestling the great ones, gaining a fan base, making the big paydays, and becoming WORLD CHAMPION.


To be the Man you have to beat the Man! So says the 16 time World Heavyweight Champion Ric Flair. According to Flair's autobiography, "..the best matches are called in the ring and on the fly, not laid out on paper." This ability to call it in the ring and on the fly is one of the reason's Ric Flair is the best at what he does and is so well respected. He not only knows all the moves, but is a pro wrestlers perfect opponent. To be able to "wing it" or do it without "practice" shows that you are a true pro wrestler, not just a show guy.


You have to be prepared for whatever is thrown your way, whether it be a cocky veteran who likes to tear into green boys or a green boy who does'nt no shit who needs you to carry the match.

Santino Bros Wrestling Academy has earned the notorious reputation for really bringing the pain! We are hard hitting, fast paced and in your face! Only the strong survive here at the Santino Bros Wrestling Academy, it's not for the weak, the faint of heart, the timid or the cowardly.......


The Santino Bros Wrestling Academy has a raw passion for the spirit of professional wrestling, it is in our blood, it is in our hearts, it consumes our soul. At Santino Bros Wrestling Academy, we are in it to win it and so should you. To be the man, you have to be prepared and to be prepared is your key to success.

Train to become a Pro Wrestler, go to Pro Wrestling School.

Why I Became A Pro Wrestler

I became a pro wrestler because I believe pro wrestling is the greatest sport on earth. I've been a wrestling fan since I could remember what a t.v was. I remember watching guys like Hillbilly Jim and Capt. Lou Albano in black and white. I was no older than 2-3 years old. Since that time I've grown to a young handsome 23 year old sensation named Famous B. The road was definitely a rough rugged bumpy one to say the least but during all my ups and downs pro wrestling has been there through it all. I can remember me and my brother R.I.P Michael Holly when we were kids we would create games to play based off wrestling. My mom would buy us the cheap swapmeet toy wrestling rings and action figures of all sorts and they all became wrestlers. G.I Joe was my favorite so I put him over alot. We would set all our action figures up in the ring and pick a action figure a piece. We went to the other side of the room and launched our toys towards the ring and knock all the action figures down and out the ring. When there was no more action figures in the ring we launched our toys towards the ring again and the first one to land his in the ring by itself was the winner. We called that the Royal Rumble.

I was very competitive in school whether physically during sports activities or in the classroom. I attended Orville Wright Middle School and Westchester High School both located in Westchester, Ca. In high school I played basketball which was fun for me. It was then I learned how to be a team player, how to follow instructions, and playing in front of a crowd. Unfortunately my school didn't have a wrestling team so basketball filled that void.

I had never been to a pro wrestling show when I was young or was able to see the pay per views so when I was old enough to work make money and my own decisions I ordered every pay per view and went to every WWE show that came to southern California. At one of those shows I got a flyer that read: Train to be a pro wrestler at Santino Bros.Wrestling Academy! I kept it around the house and contemplated it for weeks before I decided to call. I was invited down to orientation and there I met Kaos, Mongol, Supreme, Angel, Robbie, B.C Killer, Jezebel, Joey Dynamite, and the students at the time as well as others. I didn't know what to expect I just knew I'd been watching wrestling my whole life so I was familiar with the moves and I knew we were going to work out that was it. We started with stretches and then we ran through push ups, squats, and some other drills that were extremely tiring. I learned rolls that day also and did some shoot fighting. My very first day of training March 8th 2008 and I must have vomitted 5 times that day but I was proud I lasted to the end and I couldn't wait for the next week.

A year later and I am so proud of myself for sticking through my training and becoming a pro wrestler a sport I have a tremendous passion for. Santino Bros.Wrestling Academy definitely changed my life in a major way. They took me from someone who enjoys watching wrestling to someone who enjoys wrestling. Im very estatic to start my career and be one of them guys kids look up too the same way I did which made me love this sport in the first place. I recommend anyone who wants to become a pro wrestler to follow their dreams and make them a reality.

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