Wrestlers, like actors, are a rare breed of eccentrics.
Once the music hits, and they make their way to the ring,
it’s all character. Whether it’s face or heel, the mask is on, and the audience
prepares for the show.
But it’s those moments behind the curtains, when the music
isn’t playing, when it’s the man behind the character pacing back and forth
with headphones locked in or sitting in solitude on bleacher steps that show
everything that goes into the show in the squared circle.
On this evening, I have the privilege of working backstage
interviews for OSCW’s Tag Team Wars 6. It is the first time I’ve been booked
for a show in years. Even though I am not wrestling, I’m still excited to don
the sunglasses again and be my alter ego: Mr. Showtime.
I do my job before the opening bell sounds. I get to
interview Bradford Steele and Brandon Paradise (OSCW’s tag team champions),
their manager Reginald Vanderhoff, and even former WCW star Lodi, which is a
personal thrill as one who was a teenager in the heart of the Monday Night
Wars.
My first effort in the interview capacity with prop
microphone and John Huston safari jacket is a limping performance. I know I can
do better; much better. But I also get the opportunity to interview John
Skyler, the self proclaimed “Southern Savior” with his OSCW Undisputed Title in
hand.
It is that title and the man he aims his rant at, Josh
Magnum, that I am really in Charleston on this Sunday in September. The return
match to end all return matches in independent wrestling in the southeast.
…
It was in July they squared off last in a bout to unify the
two singles titles they held for the local promotion. It was a match that went
beyond the confines of ordinary fare and ended with a bloodied Magnum passing
out to the Skyler’s Sharpshooter in the center of the ring.
Everyone could have easily taken that July bout in Hanahan
as the Match of the Year and been satisfied if Magnum and Skyler never squared
off again….
Fortunately that was not the case.
It was that same night that OSCW Commissioner Bob Keller
immediately booked the return match between the newly crowned Undisputed
Champion Skyler and Magnum for September.
But the stakes would be raised.
This time, Skyler would have to hold off Magnum in a ladder
match, which in his career Magnum had never lost. And this would not be the one
he would want to lose since his career would be on the line as well as the OSCW Championship.
September 16th. For all of the marbles.
Magnum vs. Skyler II.
…
I catch up with Magnum after the huddle up Keller has with
all of the talent about match lengths and expectations for the night.
He sits on a set of bleachers behind the entrance curtain,
hunched over, resting his arms on his knees, head down. Between his duties as a
roofer and the travel with his family to the event, he’s exhausted.
We catch up from the last time we spoke back in October at
the Fall Brawl event at the Loose Cockaboose in Columbia. As tired as he may seem, it
doesn’t take much to get him talking.
What I refuse to ask is if this is his last hoorah tonight,
giving away the finish of his match with Skyler. As much as I know wrestling is
a show with a decided beginning and end separated by a unique brand of physical
improvisation in the middle, I still want to hold onto the suspense of the main
event.
With his wrestling dates having slowed down, he talks about
how busy his day-to-day job is. An eleven year veteran of the ring and the
road, nowadays life has boiled down to the same base elements that inspire and
put fear into all of us everyday: financial prosperity.
Magnum doesn’t miss wrestling shows and he doesn’t miss
work, when either one might put him in such pain that he might be better off.
When we talked in October, he talked about how lucky he was to escape series
injury over the years and keep working.
He points to his knee and talks about a work injury that
should have required surgery and extended time off from the ring. His response
is this sort of Han Solo smirk and blatant confession that he defied doctor’s
wishes and wrestled that very Saturday.
After awhile, I join him outside for a cigarette, and the
fans that he’s close to come by to wish him luck and squeeze in a quick chat;
like this tall Richard Harris looking gent that might be his own kind of
Lebowski. Magnum puts on the good face and puts good stock into the match
coming up later. He does the same with some of the other wrestlers that pop
outside for a smoke. Like Burt Reynolds' character Hooper who always seems to be up for the next big stunt, even when he wonders how close he is to risking it all.
But there’s a cautious far off look in his eye. It’s not
nerves because he doubts he can put on a good match. On the contrary, Magnum
can work a variety of different matches that are high octane and risk taking or
slowed down mat wrestling fares.
No, Magnum’s fear is like the classic stage performers that
prepare for an unedited Shakespeare or a sprinted marathon Mamet performance. They
know the dialogue. They know the blocking. But it’s all about being absolutely,
positively above and beyond brilliant. That’s the bar they set.
It’s the same bar Magnum has set for himself tonight with
standards that might be unattainable for anyone else but himself.
But nevertheless, he befits the image of Sam Magee from
Robert Service’s poem. “Cool and calm in the heart of the furnace roar.” That’s
what he projects with everyone he talks to.
Back inside, we sit on the bleachers again, but this time
Skyler (who I must mention wears a Kurt Russell “Jack Burton” tank top from Big Trouble in Little China) comes into
the scene and starts talking with Magnum about the other matches going on and
eventually start working out some spots for their encounter later.
Even having worked a number of matches myself, the pace of
their lingo is impressive and a language all on its own. It’s a treat hearing
the two virtuosos trade ideas about how to use the ladder in their contest.
They must spitball at least twenty different sequences, picking out the ones
that stick and discarding the ones that stand to break their symphony of the
brawl.
But after their back and forth session, it all boils down to
one loud Magnum proclamation: “Ah fuck it, we’ll call it in the ring.”
Skyler walks back towards the curtain to get a look at the
tag match going on. Magnum stays at the bleachers and once again keeps a quiet,
stoic stair into the distance.
He starts into a mini monologue about how most younger
wrestlers are all about making themselves look good in the ring and criticizes
a lot of the selfishness found on the independent level. Looking at Skyler he
says to me “That guy there knows how to tell one hell of a story. He knows how
it works. He’s going to make it.”
…
Some of the wrestlers that finish up their matches head home
not long afterwards. I can’t blame them. I have to make the three hour journey
home myself. But I stick it out through the rest of the card and take a seat
with the audience. A peephole through the curtain won’t cut it for Magnum vs.
Skyler II.
A group of ladders are positioned in the entrance way, and
the OSCW Undisputed Championship is hung from a wire between two poles set up
at two opposite ring posts. The belt sags the wire, making the climb not
terribly high to win the match, but it’s an easy obstacle for two performers of
their caliber to overcome.
Their entrances don’t hold up the start of the match. They
both sell the notion that the stakes are too high to start the match pandering
to the crowd. Even Skyler, who notoriously gets under the crowd’s skin by
prolonging his entrance to the ring, gets right into the action.
Reminiscent of The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin in their
WrestleMania matches, Magnum and Skyler start with right hand exchanges until
one of them yields. It quickly jumpstarts the crowd’s involvement in the main
event.
What becomes apparent early on is that even with a ladder
match with an unmated floor, both men take to the high risk between suicide
dives to the outside and power bombs into the ladder, which are unforgiving in
their impact. Nothing aluminum and collapsible here.
The ladders as well are uncooperative in being positioned at
times that delays some spots and reworks others. But it doesn’t detract or look
amateur. It actually becomes a couple of moments of comedy and other moments of
unpredictability for Magnum and Skyler.
The pace becomes a consistent flow of two to three exchanges
that are punctuated by a high impact spot and as the match gets beyond 30
minutes, the spots get higher and higher in risk and pop from the crowd.
It’s not often a crowd gets to its feet for a wrestling
match on the independent scene, but everyone in Hanahan is standing and locked
into how this bout is going to finish. Even Keller and the remaining wrestlers
in street clothes are watching the match from the other side of the curtain. No
peephole for them either.
The sickening thuds with each bump give everyone at least
one cringing moment. From the superplex from the high ladder to a sunset flip
that Magnum executes from the same height that folds Skyler like an accordion,
the crowd applauds with each high impact in the squared circle.
But Magnum saves his coup de gras for the end. He positions
Skyler on a ladder and goes to the top rope as he has done countless times
throughout his career. He mimics Jeff Hardy and mimes two guns with his hands.
Everyone knows what is coming next.
Magnum executes a perfect Swanton Bomb that Skyler avoids at
the last minute. The only thing Magnum connects with is the ladder that cradled
his opponent. His neck and back brace the fall. The crowd reacts in awe and
horror.
With everything Magnum and Skyler have given thus far, it
becomes apparent that this finish will have to be epic and fitting for what
they’ve done in their first two and half acts.
A wayward ladder toss knocks referee Scott Grady to the
floor. He’s responsible for declaring the winner even in this ladder match.
Skyler goes for his finisher off the ladder, “The Spoiler
Alert,” but Magnum blocks it and gets in position to grab the belt, which he
safely unclips. The crowd erupts for Magnum, still undefeated in ladder
matches.
But the bell doesn’t ring.
Grady remains on the floor, unaware that Magnum has grabbed
the belt. Skyler, the opportunist uses the moment to knock the belt away from
Magnum and feign a dramatic seizure of the OSCW belt himself.
It’s the first image Grady sees when he gets back to his
feet. It is then, he rings the bell.
It’s Skyler’s music that plays.
Winner and still champion.
The crowd erupts in boos as Brett Wolverton regretfully
announces the referee’s decision. And it’s also on him to announce that the
career of Josh Magnum has come to an end.
Skyler doesn’t savor the victory. He takes his title belt
and quickly retreats to the back. It’s actually a very classy move by the
champion. He gives Magnum the final moment of the night.
It would have been easy to overdramatize the moment and
error on the side of melodramatic. But Magnum’s look and reaction are the
opposite. He doesn’t even get animated to dispute the referee’s decision.
Instead, he leans against the rope and accepts the
situation. The crowd applauds his effort, not only in this match but for the
years he’s been the devil-may-care hero of OSCW; from Weekend’s Pub to the Hanahan
Gymnasium. He waves back and limps to the outside of the ring.
The same knee Magnum was referring to earlier during our
talk in the back looks to be giving him quite the hobble as he grimaces in pain
with every step. His family is at ringside and he carries his little girl back
into the ring for one final goodbye to the fans.
One final goodbye to Old School Championship Wrestling.
Maybe it’s fitting Magnum’s big moment in the match was the
Swanton he missed into the ladder below. A Swanton for a Swan Song. And maybe
his “take it on the chin” reaction to losing in such a controversial fashion
was fitting because Magnum left it all in the ring anyway. Maybe he knew there
was no way he could have topped what he did on this night with Skyler. Besides,
wrestlers love to end their career coming up short in their final battle.
And wrestlers love even more to pass a torch in their final
battle.
On this night, it was a torch passed to one of the highest rising stars
on the independent scene. And just like
Magnum said in the back, Skyler told a great story as Magnum’s adversary,
giving him his moments and creating his own. The night, although a celebration
and culmination of Magnum’s career, is also a celebration of OSCW’s future.
As the clear, battle tested OSCW Undisputed Champion, John
Skyler represents where the promotion is headed in 2013. A stalwart heel that
has the potential to be for Charleston what Jerry Lawler is to Memphis; the
epicenter of professional wrestling in the Holy City.
In the days since the match in Hanahan as I walk my dogs
past the apartment complex being erected, I look at the workers on the roof and
think about my conversation with Magnum.
Even with the knee injury he might or might not have
sustained, he probably made it back to a similar roof the following day to
punch his timeclock and work another job, just like he always has. And at some point I wonder if he
looks from the roof to the ground and thinks about the moonsaults, the 450’s,
the planchas, and the suicide dives that would bring the crowd to its feet time
and time again.
Maybe. But then again, maybe Josh Magnum also knows it’s
nice to know he walked away on top even if it was on the losing end.
Regardless, “The Carolina Chugger” has earned a toast from
all of us.
And
there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: “Please close that door.
It’s fine in here, but I greatly fear you’ll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it’s the first time I’ve been warm.”
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: “Please close that door.
It’s fine in here, but I greatly fear you’ll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it’s the first time I’ve been warm.”