Post by Eron Hunter on Nov 22, 2022 12:18:00 GMT -5
It is raining
Winter seems like it is finally hitting home. The weather hasn´t been the finest today, if you ask some, with rain pouring down like heavy heaven´s tears. For others, though, it is a fine time to think and relax, under the protection of the proper home walls.
Eron Hunter is laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, in almost complete darkness; it hasn´t been long since he won the Junior Heavyweight Title, in a fierce match against Daigo Arakawa. And, to be honest, that wasn´t the biggest challenge of his existence. The biggest challenge, for a solitary wolf like him, is dealing with the big spotlight that comes with winning world titles.
He sighed.
Looking to his left, he found the pack of smokes and took a cigarette from it. He lit it and took a few deep drags. The surroundings started filling with smoke, covering his face first and then going up direction ceiling. Now, he didn´t start yesterday, in this business, and he has had his share of the spotlight. World Champion and NPW Hall of Famer, he has been in the spotlight before, with the paparazzi everywhere and talk show invites, but this time it was different.
XHF was a conglomerate of federations, some bigger than others, and winning its Junior Heavyweight title was a really big hit for anyone. The spotlight was bigger and the paparazzi more. They didn´t scare back from anything, and everyone that was the center of attention should get used to having them on his back until the whole matter was over.
He sighed…
…And then
He slowly smiled!
Nothing to worry about; he was used to it. It was part of the job, part of his dream, and of his goal. He was a wrestler through and through and being a sportsman and wrestler, meant you would have to learn to deal with things like these. And he had learned to deal with them a long time ago. He loved his job, wrestling, more than anything else and wrestling was pretty popular nowadays, thus increasing the number of photographer stalkers a lot. He had been a champion before and this was no new thing for him.
He was successful and being successful meant you had to deal with a lot of stuff, and be prepared to fight your flaws too. How many talented sportsmen failed to be at the top, because being at the top required being able to handle not only the sport itself but also many other hindrances, like being the center of attention, was one?
Many.
That was sure as death itself.
Well, Eron Hunter would deal with that. His dream was to be the best wrestler ever, and that he was right now, At least for his weight class. How long would that last? That he didn´t know. All he knew was that he would have to endure and train. Sacrifice many things and train. Be the best and make this dream last for as long as it was possible.
Would that last for long?
Were the fights he had to fight, one too many?
He fought in Wrestle: United Kingdom and he fought in Hardkore World. Now he had another front in which he would have to be active and face adversaries. Three fronts to handle, three different challenges at the same time. Would Eron Hunter be able to withstand the pressure? Time would tell and time is not your friend if you do not make the most out of it. Well, he surely did. He was able to make the most out of it, it was his dream after all and dreams come not without consequences; that he knew very well.
A knock at the door!
“Eron, dinner´s ready!”
It was his mother; the three of them ate dinner together whenever they could. His father was a busy man, Eron was a busy fighter and the three of them didn´t get the chance to have dinner together very often. But family is important, that was something Eron knew and had never forgotten, even when he left for a long trip; for many years.
He smiled.
Outside the rain was pouring down like tears from heaven.
Well…
….Let it rain!
Winter seems like it is finally hitting home. The weather hasn´t been the finest today, if you ask some, with rain pouring down like heavy heaven´s tears. For others, though, it is a fine time to think and relax, under the protection of the proper home walls.
Eron Hunter is laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, in almost complete darkness; it hasn´t been long since he won the Junior Heavyweight Title, in a fierce match against Daigo Arakawa. And, to be honest, that wasn´t the biggest challenge of his existence. The biggest challenge, for a solitary wolf like him, is dealing with the big spotlight that comes with winning world titles.
He sighed.
Looking to his left, he found the pack of smokes and took a cigarette from it. He lit it and took a few deep drags. The surroundings started filling with smoke, covering his face first and then going up direction ceiling. Now, he didn´t start yesterday, in this business, and he has had his share of the spotlight. World Champion and NPW Hall of Famer, he has been in the spotlight before, with the paparazzi everywhere and talk show invites, but this time it was different.
XHF was a conglomerate of federations, some bigger than others, and winning its Junior Heavyweight title was a really big hit for anyone. The spotlight was bigger and the paparazzi more. They didn´t scare back from anything, and everyone that was the center of attention should get used to having them on his back until the whole matter was over.
He sighed…
…And then
He slowly smiled!
Nothing to worry about; he was used to it. It was part of the job, part of his dream, and of his goal. He was a wrestler through and through and being a sportsman and wrestler, meant you would have to learn to deal with things like these. And he had learned to deal with them a long time ago. He loved his job, wrestling, more than anything else and wrestling was pretty popular nowadays, thus increasing the number of photographer stalkers a lot. He had been a champion before and this was no new thing for him.
He was successful and being successful meant you had to deal with a lot of stuff, and be prepared to fight your flaws too. How many talented sportsmen failed to be at the top, because being at the top required being able to handle not only the sport itself but also many other hindrances, like being the center of attention, was one?
Many.
That was sure as death itself.
Well, Eron Hunter would deal with that. His dream was to be the best wrestler ever, and that he was right now, At least for his weight class. How long would that last? That he didn´t know. All he knew was that he would have to endure and train. Sacrifice many things and train. Be the best and make this dream last for as long as it was possible.
Would that last for long?
Were the fights he had to fight, one too many?
He fought in Wrestle: United Kingdom and he fought in Hardkore World. Now he had another front in which he would have to be active and face adversaries. Three fronts to handle, three different challenges at the same time. Would Eron Hunter be able to withstand the pressure? Time would tell and time is not your friend if you do not make the most out of it. Well, he surely did. He was able to make the most out of it, it was his dream after all and dreams come not without consequences; that he knew very well.
A knock at the door!
“Eron, dinner´s ready!”
It was his mother; the three of them ate dinner together whenever they could. His father was a busy man, Eron was a busy fighter and the three of them didn´t get the chance to have dinner together very often. But family is important, that was something Eron knew and had never forgotten, even when he left for a long trip; for many years.
He smiled.
Outside the rain was pouring down like tears from heaven.
Well…
….Let it rain!
