IS WRESTLING FAKE?
When I was a kid, I totally believed wrestling was real! Those hulking figures were always escorted by a few police officers, so as a very young toddler, I believed that all wrestlers were criminals who used wrestling to solve their issues in prison. Seriously, I actually belived this until I was six years old. I also believed the anchors on the evening news could see me because they were always talking right to me. I also thought one day there would be cartoons where the characters would be controlled by the audience. I had that one right! I actually invented the concept of video games when I was a little kid.
I remember when Andy Kaufman confronted Jerry Lawler about wrestling being fake and Jerry beat the crud out of Andy Kaufman. YouTube this is you have the time. It was at that moment, I truly believed wrestling was real. It was 1982 and I was old enough to know better by then. The notion that this dramatic sport could be real was too alluring to NOT believe. Sadly, a few years later, I realized it was fake, but it truly did not matter. The pageantry and allure of professional wrestling was too strong and I remained a fan to this very day.
Charmy is a HUGE wrestling Fan!
Just like me, Charmy is a HUGE wrestling fan. I have been watching wrestling since I was a toddler. I would watch Mid-South wrestling out of Houston on Channel 39 Saturday nights and Sunday mornings and dream of being a wrestler one day. Well, not in the same way I dreamt of being a cartoonist one day. My wrestling dreams were different. I also dreamed that one day I would have super powers and become a real life superhero. Dreaming of being a wrestler was a “fantasy”. I also dreamt I would be a rock star and tour the world. These are all just fun fantasies. I always knew I would never be a wrestler or a rock star…. or a television actor or standup comic.
When it came to being a cartoonist, my dream was NOT a fantasy.
Oh course, looking at where I am at today, one may laugh and say the dream is indeed a fantasy. I look at my comic strip and my improvements over the past five years and I know success is just around the corner. I still believe in my heart that I will become a professional cartoonist one day, even if I have yet to make any real money from this dream. All I need is a fair chance. I just need a syndicate to give me a digital, online shot and I will prove how addictive my comic strip has become.
I feel my cartooning dream is a LOT like professional wrestling. At my comic cons, I play up my success by portraying an over the top character named Davy Jones. Just like pro wrestlers like Stone Cold Steve Austin, The Rock and, my favorite wrestler, Hacksaw Jim Duggan, I am playing a super confident cartoonist at my comic con appearances who spins yarns about his success… before leaving the show for my day job and driving my butt back to reality. Reality is a world where I am struggling to get my comic strip into a few more newspapers so I can make an extra $5 each week. If I was a wrestler, I would be one who performs in Bingo Halls, making enough money to cover my gas and expenses.
Seriously, the big time is near. I can feel it. This new year owes me after 2020 knocked my cartooning endeavors down a few rungs on my climb on the corporate ladder.