“Till the roof comes off,
Till the lights go out,
Till my legs give out,
Can’t shut my mouth.”

Left…Right…Left…Back and forth... From the catering table to his locker… Back and forth… It’s uncontrollable… Thoughts going through Demento’s head…

“How in the hell did I lose that match?”

“I’m the best in the world.”

“The most talented technical artist here.”

“This can’t be right.”

“F*ck…”

Randel Benjamin: Hey man… You did well.

Dave Demento: Did well? You think losing to a man that has barely competed in the past few weeks is doing well? What the f*ck is wrong with your head?

Randel Benjamin: We tried our best… The man is number one contender for a reason… No need to sweat about it.

No need to sweat about it? What the f*ck is Randy thinking? He’s been in this business long enough to understand what I’m going though. How is this a “Don’t sweat about it” matter?

Dave Demento: What the f*ck are you talking about man. I have a family to feed. I have bills to pay. I can’t go out there and lose every f*cking week. It’s bad enough these fans hate me. And now you come in here and tell me “Not to sweat about it”?

Randel Benjamin: Yes. David. Look at me. A loss is a loss. There is always next week.

There is always next week? Is he f*cking drunk? This sport is about winning. If you aren’t winning you’re losing.

Dave Demento reaches for a water to calm his nerves. Stress is never a good thing in this business. His heart starting to come to a normal pace, Demento thinks about the good life. What it’s like being a good guy.

Dave Demento: Have you ever wondered what it’s like being the good guy for a change?

Randel Benjamin: Being the face? Dave. What’s wrong with you? We’ve never been the good guys. Back in Japan, we were the bad guys. Have you hit your head too hard? We were designed to be the bad guys.

Dave Demento: Well, f*ck this. I’m sick of having to be the bad guy. I’m sick of being this loud mouth character. F*ck. This is wrestling. I’m done with this whole soap opera sh*t. Randy, I’m ready for a change.

Double-D heads for the door before being stopped by his friend Randel. Randel pulls him back and takes him back to a flashback…

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Tokyo, Japan – Japan Wrestling Project – summer 2007

Unknown: You ready kid?

Dave Demento, a skinny bloke from Toronto, Canada, stands amazed by the vast audience inside the famous Tokyo Dome. How did he get here? A year earlier he was losing weight and training intensely at the Toronto Wrestling Academy.

Unknown: Kid? Are you ready? This is your big break.

Demento is greeted by his tag team partner for the night, a big gigantic man billed from Toronto. The man, a veteran of the sport, decides that taking the young rising star under his wing would be best for the business.

Randel: Listen here kid. I’ll start this match off, and then around the three minute mark, I’ll tag you in. Got it?

Dave: Got it. Thanks again man for this huge opportunity.

Randel: Don’t sweat about the audience kid; let your god-given abilities guide you through the match.

The duo from Toronto starts the match off against their Japanese opponents: The Yung Brothers. James and Jin Yung, notoriously known in Japan for their excellent tag team wrestling, seemed to be the fan favorites going into the bout.

About three minutes in, Randel Benjamin drags the body of Jin Yung towards his corner. He tags in the young Dave Demento and Double-D goes to town with body kicks to the Japanese Veteran. Demento grabs a hold of Yung’s wild locks and delivers continuous German Suplexes.

Jin: Lay of… hair… Dave-san…

Dave picks the veteran back up, he hoists him on his shoulders, throws him up and viciously drops him down on his awaiting knee! Jin collapses in the middle of the ring as the referee counts the three! Dave Demento has won his first match in Japan.

Randel: Congratulations kid. You did it, go bask in your glory.

Randel leaves the ring as Dave climbs outside the ring and starts berating the Japanese fans. Cussing them out, as some would call it, didn’t seem like a good idea once the young star went backstage.
Dave reaches his locker room as all the boys in the back kept silent. Randel walks up to Dave with a look of gratitude.

Randel: You did well out there, kid. A little harsh on the crowd, eh?

Dave: Something I picked up in Toronto.

Randel: Well, kid, you can’t do that here. These Japanese fans don’t respond well to the blurred lines of kayfabe.

Just as Randel finishes his sentence, a large Japanese male slammed his way through the door. The Japanese male quickly pulls out a switchblade as Randel steps in front of his newfound protégé.

Unknown: Watashi wa meinu no sore no musuko o motte mimashou?

The Japanese male swings at Randel but is met with a Knife-Edge Chop to the throat. The large man falls down to the ground as security escorts the two Canadians out of the Tokyo Dome. Most fans throwing garbage, racial slurs and death threats to the young rookie.

That is how I became the most hated man in all of Japanese Wrestling. The story broke out with the large male early next morning. All over the newspaper, the tabloids and television stations around that country.

They excluded Randel’s interaction in the stories and I was painted as the bad guy of the situation. I was the one people hated, the promoters didn’t want. I was blackballed throughout the world of Japanese Wrestling.

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We’re back to reality. Randel and Dave are still recalling their time in Japan before a familiar face enters the room. Devilkiller, the WFWF National Champion, walks into the room with a glooming smile on his face. Dave walks up to him and they get face to face.

Dave Demento: You better keep that title warm kid… I’m coming to get it soon… Hold it tight… before I prove that I’m the best in the world.

Double-D exits the room as Randel snickers in the background. Devilkiller blowing off Dave’s comments as Benjamin leaves right behind his confused personality partner.

- Dave Demento