david philip caldwell - memory's

I will always remember that day. It was the day I found out that I had got a chance to prove myself to the boss of the Life Wrestling Federation or LWF for short. All my life I’d grown up watching the wrestling dreaming of one day being in the squared circle. But that was only a dream when my parents had split I went of the rails and swamped from one to the other neither really able to control me neither really wanting me. I’d ended up being put into the system and living in the rougher part of DC with a foster family that didnt realy care what i did. It was a place where you had to fight to stay alive. As the years went on I got into body building this happened due to the amount of time I had spent in the gym I had to spend a lot of time in the gym to start with like I said where I lived you had to fight to stay alive and I was like a twig to begin with but with training and time I got the muscles I needed to survive both in the house i lived and on the streets. I never went on to collage even though I wanted to. home life was tough, my foster mum became a single parent after my stepdad had tried to kill her and ended up killing himself with remorse, with four kids to raise she was trying her best but the money she was making wasn’t enough to feed all of us so I got a job instead and soon after moved out. Because of my build I had no problems at all finding work at the bars and night clubs as a bouncer. This is where I met the woman I was to marry one miss Alex bell. She was the light that saved me. I’d been hanging around with a group of people who I knew were bad news but I had no where else to go and with being so quiet I found it hard to meet new people. Alex changed that. We soon started dating and after a few months of just knowing each other we were married. I was still going to the gym and on one such occasion met a guy who suggested I started to do body building. Initially I just laughed but Alex said why not after all there was no harm in trying. I entered into my first competition and came second getting me hooked. It was when I was doing a competition that I met Greg ‘the iron fist’ Gater. My childhood hero he had been the LWF hardcore champion and heavy weight champion. He was the reason I had wanted to be a wrestler all those years back and deep down I still wanted to. Eventually I plucked up the courage to go across and speak to him. It didn’t take long till we were chatting like old friends I told him of my interest in becoming a wrestler and he gave me his number saying that he ran his own little training camp just outside of Texas. For weeks after that I hummed and hared about ringing him Alex was all for it. I was lucky that way she always supported me in anything I did. It took the death of a fellow bounce to make me take that final step I picked up the phone and rang ‘the iron fist’. The following day Alex and myself sold up and moved down to Texas it was a big risk neither of us had a place to stay, a roof over our head, or a job. I was honored to have this woman in my life that was willing to give up everything so that I could live my dream. The training camp was hard from day one it was all go. I never knew just how much hard work wrestling really was. I though it was just a case of climb in the ring, beat the crap out each, pin them for the one, two, three then leave and get your pay packet. I had no idea just how much actually went into it the moves you have to learn the speed as well as the strength you had to have and also you had to learn how to fall properly. The first day was spent training things like running; jumping and lifting weights if you couldn’t keep up you were out because you obviously didn’t have what it takes. That first night when I went back to the hotel where we were staying Alex was on a high she had found a job and wanted to celebrate I just wanted to sleep that was our first big fight she went out and I was just to tiered to chase after her so I just laid on the bed and was out cold within minutes. The following day I was up at 6am as I had to be at the training ground for 6.30 just 1 minute late and you were out. Alex was asleep when I left for all I wanted to sort things out with her I didn’t have the time so I just left. The second day we were learning to fall properly. “If you land wrong or position your self wrong you will be seriously injured” ‘iron fist’ stated. I had no idea how right he was I had no problem with the falling it was little things like when you get up using your elbows not your hands that would not sink in at first mind you after having my fingers stood on countless number of times for putting my hands down I soon started to use my elbows. That night when I went back to the hotel Alex was not there I was too tiered to look for her I knew she was street smart so I knew she’d be fine. Once more the second my head hit the pillow I was out. For the next week and a half Alex was a sleep when I woke and gone when I got back we still hadn’t spoken about the argument but now was my chance we got the second weekend off ‘the iron fist’ said we deserved it. From the 39 who had started on the first day now after day 12 there were only 15 of us and on Monday that number would go down again to just 6 after a mock wrestling match. This weekend however I was all Alex’s. on the Friday night I didn’t bother waiting up to give her the good news because I was just so tiered I though it would be a great surprise for her the following morning to wake up and her husband instead of being gone was still there. That morning I was awake before her so I made my way down to the corner shop to get us both some breakfast I had no idea what was in store for me when I returned. Up on returning I found that the door was unlocked I made my way in to find that Alex was no longer in the bed and the shower was running I thought it funny that she would unlock the door to have a shower but thought nothing more about it. I placed what I had bought for our breakfast on the dresser and made my way into the bathroom what I saw shocked me there in the shower not only my wife but another man. I shouted and they both turned to face me Alex flustered and him asking me what the hell I thought I was doing walking into someone else’s room. After that comment I saw red and grabbed him throwing him out the door and into the car park naked before slamming the door and locking it. Alex had a lot of explaining to do. As the man banged on the window begging for his clothes, which I gave him after cutting them lengthways in half, Alex tried to justify what she had done by saying that she had felt neglected and that I was never around I told her that was no excuse and she asked for forgiveness begging me to take her back to DC where we had both been happy. It was then that I realized she didn’t want me for me she wanted me because back then I had been a door mat. I refused to go back and told her I was going out for a walk. I went to see my trainer Greg ‘the iron fist’ Gater I asked him if he thought I had what it would take to make it in the business or should I forget it and go back home. He told me not to give up and asked why I was suddenly questioning things. I explained what had happened that morning and he told me that I could sleep in his spare room for a few weeks until I got my head right. He drove me to the hotel so I could get my stuff. When I got there Alex and her stuff were already gone. She had left a note saying if I changed my mind I could reach her at her mothers. The only thing my mind was thinking was divorce which with the help of ‘iron fist’ I got under way later that same day. For all I was sorry that I was loosing one of the most important things in my life it gave me more time and energy to concentrate on the most important thing my first love wrestling. As the weeks turned into months I honed my skills and even took on a few wrestlers from the local wrestling company there in Texas. It was a small arena it seated 250 people every night it was full as some of the older more well known wrestlers showed off there skills in the ring. I was always pitted against some of the younger starts my last match there was against a guy who had just been signed by the LWF. “If you beat this guy you’re a sure thing” iron fist had said to me. That was it all or nothing the boss of the LWF was there waiting for the match to finish so that the kid I was against Basher Biggins could sign the contract once it was over. I was already in the ring when Bashers music hit and he made his way into the arena. At first my nerves were so bad I couldn’t remember anything then in the crowd I saw him the man who had wrecked my marriage sat there smiling. Something inside of me snapped and I just zoned out and finished the match in record time 5 minutes that was all the match lasted for. Later the boss of LWF came up to me and handed me a piece of paper “be at this place next Friday 4.35pm”. that’s all he said and walked off ‘iron fist’ looked at the paper and hugged me I had been given the opportunity of a life time a chance to fight in a LWF ring. So there I was stood waiting for my match at LWF my chance to impress the boss my opponent Greg ‘the iron fist’ Gater. It was a dream come true. 1500 people, television cameras, and my idol there at the opposite side of the ring. The match seemed to go on for ever and ‘iron fist’ didn’t cut me any slack but I managed to keep going eventually getting the one, two, three for the win. Once back stage I got something else something I’d wanted for a long time a contract. A three year contract to work for LWF. That was 5 years ago now I’m still with LWF I’m the heavy weight champion. The belt looks good around my waist but then I knew it always would.