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As I sit in my living room, I wonder why I have decided to run my fathers promotion out of my own house. This is going to drive me insane.
Kickapoo Championship Wrestling. I say out loud to myself. It doesn't even have a nice ring to it. It sounds dumb! I wonder if working for my father in a company called Kickapoo will ruin my career as a wrestler?
Its too late to change the name though, since my father, Mr. Martindale, had already publicly announced the name to every Hollywood news program (Extra, Extra, Access Hollywood, E.T., etc.) on TV. Every one of those shows talks about how bold of a move this is for the former reality star turn wrestling promoter. Hollywood has already gone through the history of the name Kickapoo and broadcasted it over the television. We're stuck with it.
Kickapoo, named after a group of Native Americans once living in northern Illinois and the southern Wisconsin areas. My father has this idea that this would be the area that KCW would use as its wrestling territory and has taken the name to symbol this origin. I'm not sure if this is the best area to start a wrestling promotion, but Mr. Martindale has always been one to take chances.
My father is also a collector of Native American knickknacks, his house is filled with a ton of the stuff. The weird thing is that my father doesn't have an ounce of Native American blood in his body. He once told me he collected the stuff to honor the Native Americans, but I think it was because Chief Jay Strongbow was his favorite wrestler growing up.
So, Kickapoo it is, damn I hope people will understand. My career could be riding on this.
There are a few good things about this whole situation that only my father would be able to pull off. A man of many contacts and a celebrity status higher than mine, he has been able to secure a television spot on a local access channel in the area, so well have instant exposure. Although now that I think about it, that could also be a bad situation if things dont work out for the company.
He also wants a monthly supercard, which I tried to advice him that we don't need yet. We need to build up a fan base before going for supercards, but he would have none of it and so a monthly supercards we have.
A few years ago I started up a wrestling school to teach new guys coming into the business how to wrestle. This was my way of giving back to the business while still being a part of it. My head trainer there, Tom Olsen, takes care of the school while I am away. During the argument that my father and I had, I was able to convince him to turn my school into the development territory and training facility for KCW. Which is great, now we have a millionaire backing the school and a place to develop new talent. The name of the school is King Nate's Wrestling Academy, and I was able to convince him to keep the name despite his huge argument of naming it Martindale and Son's Wrestling Academy.
My father decided to make things extremely difficult when it comes to hiring the wrestlers. He wanted nothing but heavyweights, but I was able to convince him to bring in some lightweights. He wanted a lot of over the hill wrestlers that he enjoyed watching years ago, but I was able to talk him into hiring young newcomers. He wanted every wrestler to be signed to a written contract, and I was unable to convince him otherwise. This is insane! There are only a few wrestlers in the world that would sign a written contract with an unknown company the size slightly bigger than a backyard federation. Not to mention that we would have to pay them even if we didnt use them in the show! Even though he is giving me four million dollars to run KCW, if we go blowing the money like this were going to go bankrupt before we hit out first supercard.
Theres nothing like starting a small wrestling promotion that is predestined for self-destruction.
Damn, I'm running late, it's time to interview the wrestlers...
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