Post by Ghost Spike on Oct 18, 2018 22:47:48 GMT
Black screen, white writing: DISCLAIMER - This IWF Special began filming after Night of the Immortals once Spike Kane had become the IWF Champion for the second time. Unfortunately, filming was not finished before Michael "Spike" Kane passed away. Much thought, and consideration was taken into account when deciding on how to finish this documentary. We believed, however, that Spike would want the show to go on. So, our special not only honors the IWF Career of Spike Kane, but his life.
{A black screen flickers as some clearly home video footage of an independent wrestling show from the nineties begins to play, inside the ring is a very young, and very skinny Spike Kane. As the match continues and the tinny sound of the crowd takes over, writing scribbles across the screen;}
“When I got started in this business, all I wanted was one thing: to be remembered”
{Inside the ring we see Spike Kane lift up his opponent and hit them with an Osaka Street Cutter, the original Spike Impailer for the three count, before we cut to an image of Spike Kane in his Wrestling School home. Spike is sat in a large armchair with his legs crossed and no shoes. He has an InFamous beanie hat on, and is looking down at a photograph from the match previously shown.}
Spike: It’s so weird, because sometimes? It feels just like yesterday that I started out. Untrained, unskilled, balls to the wall, just throwing my body around with reckless abandon. I thought I was immortal, nothing could keep me down. I’d just pop right back up and go back to work….how the hell I didn’t kill myself is beyond me…
{Several shots flash of Spike jumping off high things, scaffolds, balconies, from the top turnbuckle to the outside, crashing through tables, leaping off ladders, just a barrage of complete and utter crazy dives.}
Spike: It was only once I got to America, that I knew I was up shits creek without a paddle. These guys? They were trained, they were dedicated, they had honed their craft….and boy did they not like me. It was like being the poor kid who walks into the old rich white people country club. So I knew, there and then….I had to work for this, I had to be better, not just better, but better than all of them. I was going to be somebody, to spite them.
Person off camera: So your whole career was built on spite?
{The question causes Spike to smirk, but in the kind of way that wrinkles your eyes. He looks down for a second and smiles, before looking up almost beaming.}
Spike: I guess, in a way? I mean...I’ve told this story lord knows how many times, but when you’re constantly being told how bad you are? How everyone is better than you? How you’re “just a hardcore wrestler” hell, one of the things they used to say was “your lower than the womens division” and that isn’t meant as a slight to the ladies out there, trust me….you’ve all come on leaps and bounds on an unprecedented level, but back then? It was bra and panties matches, mud wrestling, softcore porn basically. So to be told that? You bet your fucking ass I was gonna prove them wrong. I went to work in Japan, stayed with a family on Osaka and trained at the local dojo, for months I did fuck all, just mopping the floors. After that though? I wanted more, so I went to Mexico and toured with a small company. After that? Well….that’s when I felt like I started to move somewhere…
Off camera: BLW?
Spike: Nah….this was ICW. Back in 2002, I finally began working with a company that wasn’t affiliated with any of the crew I’d come up with. I was finally striking out on my own, and the company had faith in me. ..
{A video package plays of Spike debuting in ICW as a face, and immediately being beat down by the heel faction known as Darkside. It flips through to Spike standing side by side with Roller Duece and capturing the tag team titles, before their individual battles through the Lord of the Ring tournament, cultimating with them facing each other in the final.}
--Full Match available in special features.--
{The two stand face to face, proud, honourable, before one or two clips of the match zip by and we see Spike win with the “Burning Hell” anklelock he used to use. Roller Duece holding Spike’s arm up. More clips show Spike winning the US Title, and then winning the Hardcore Tag Team Championships and the PA Juggalo Tag Team Championships with Roller Duece’s old partner Razz.}
Spike: It was the first time I felt like I’d done something worthwhile. That I’d put in the effort, and I’d actually earned my rewards. Everything before? It always felt empty, I knew the promoter, or I was the damned promoter, you know? So to be acknowledged by people who didn’t know me, just my work? It was validating…
{A quick clip of Jake “The Ace” Conway holding up the ICW world title, with Spike facing him, and smirking.}
Spike: We never got that world title match, but what we did do? It shaped both our careers, and in the long run? Despite everything that’s gone on? Jake and I are still friends, and I think, at times? He’s been the one to keep me sane, but I guess we’ll get to Jake later, right?
{He chuckles, and a few laughs can be heard off screen.}
Spike: I fought hard to get into that question, the question of “who is at the top?” I wasn’t quite there yet, but I was making progress. Then came a call from an ex of mine….a job. ICW was closing down, I needed work, so with the offer from her? I was off to the XHF…
NEXT: Chapter One - Xtreme Hardcore Wrestling Federation.
The Legacy of Kane - Introduction.
{A black screen flickers as some clearly home video footage of an independent wrestling show from the nineties begins to play, inside the ring is a very young, and very skinny Spike Kane. As the match continues and the tinny sound of the crowd takes over, writing scribbles across the screen;}
“When I got started in this business, all I wanted was one thing: to be remembered”
{Inside the ring we see Spike Kane lift up his opponent and hit them with an Osaka Street Cutter, the original Spike Impailer for the three count, before we cut to an image of Spike Kane in his Wrestling School home. Spike is sat in a large armchair with his legs crossed and no shoes. He has an InFamous beanie hat on, and is looking down at a photograph from the match previously shown.}
Spike: It’s so weird, because sometimes? It feels just like yesterday that I started out. Untrained, unskilled, balls to the wall, just throwing my body around with reckless abandon. I thought I was immortal, nothing could keep me down. I’d just pop right back up and go back to work….how the hell I didn’t kill myself is beyond me…
{Several shots flash of Spike jumping off high things, scaffolds, balconies, from the top turnbuckle to the outside, crashing through tables, leaping off ladders, just a barrage of complete and utter crazy dives.}
Spike: It was only once I got to America, that I knew I was up shits creek without a paddle. These guys? They were trained, they were dedicated, they had honed their craft….and boy did they not like me. It was like being the poor kid who walks into the old rich white people country club. So I knew, there and then….I had to work for this, I had to be better, not just better, but better than all of them. I was going to be somebody, to spite them.
Person off camera: So your whole career was built on spite?
{The question causes Spike to smirk, but in the kind of way that wrinkles your eyes. He looks down for a second and smiles, before looking up almost beaming.}
Spike: I guess, in a way? I mean...I’ve told this story lord knows how many times, but when you’re constantly being told how bad you are? How everyone is better than you? How you’re “just a hardcore wrestler” hell, one of the things they used to say was “your lower than the womens division” and that isn’t meant as a slight to the ladies out there, trust me….you’ve all come on leaps and bounds on an unprecedented level, but back then? It was bra and panties matches, mud wrestling, softcore porn basically. So to be told that? You bet your fucking ass I was gonna prove them wrong. I went to work in Japan, stayed with a family on Osaka and trained at the local dojo, for months I did fuck all, just mopping the floors. After that though? I wanted more, so I went to Mexico and toured with a small company. After that? Well….that’s when I felt like I started to move somewhere…
Off camera: BLW?
Spike: Nah….this was ICW. Back in 2002, I finally began working with a company that wasn’t affiliated with any of the crew I’d come up with. I was finally striking out on my own, and the company had faith in me. ..
{A video package plays of Spike debuting in ICW as a face, and immediately being beat down by the heel faction known as Darkside. It flips through to Spike standing side by side with Roller Duece and capturing the tag team titles, before their individual battles through the Lord of the Ring tournament, cultimating with them facing each other in the final.}
--Full Match available in special features.--
{The two stand face to face, proud, honourable, before one or two clips of the match zip by and we see Spike win with the “Burning Hell” anklelock he used to use. Roller Duece holding Spike’s arm up. More clips show Spike winning the US Title, and then winning the Hardcore Tag Team Championships and the PA Juggalo Tag Team Championships with Roller Duece’s old partner Razz.}
Spike: It was the first time I felt like I’d done something worthwhile. That I’d put in the effort, and I’d actually earned my rewards. Everything before? It always felt empty, I knew the promoter, or I was the damned promoter, you know? So to be acknowledged by people who didn’t know me, just my work? It was validating…
{A quick clip of Jake “The Ace” Conway holding up the ICW world title, with Spike facing him, and smirking.}
Spike: We never got that world title match, but what we did do? It shaped both our careers, and in the long run? Despite everything that’s gone on? Jake and I are still friends, and I think, at times? He’s been the one to keep me sane, but I guess we’ll get to Jake later, right?
{He chuckles, and a few laughs can be heard off screen.}
Spike: I fought hard to get into that question, the question of “who is at the top?” I wasn’t quite there yet, but I was making progress. Then came a call from an ex of mine….a job. ICW was closing down, I needed work, so with the offer from her? I was off to the XHF…
NEXT: Chapter One - Xtreme Hardcore Wrestling Federation.
Well howdy there pardner.