January 25, 2012 scottcjones 1Comment

[Welcome, friend. Come on in and warm yourself by the fire. Oh, and get yourself up to speed by going back to Day 1 where I explain why I’m playing 101 levels of Donkey Kong in 101 days.] My least favorite part of wrestling, by far, was the tournaments. They were typically all day affairs, always held on Saturdays, at some faraway school no one had ever heard of before. We’d leave by bus in the pre-dawn dark, then spend several hours traveling across treacherous, snow covered roads, all in the name of going someplace I didn’t want to go, and doing something that…