Alright, alright, let me tell ya somethin’ ’bout this fella, this…Dolph Ziggler. I ain’t no wrestling expert, mind you, but I seen a thing or two on that there TV. This Dolph fella, he’s one of them wrestlers, always flippin’ and floppin’ around.
Now, I heard tell he had this match, a real rough one, where he got busted up somethin’ fierce. Bleeding, they say. Yup, bleedin’ like a stuck pig. Wrestling ain’t no joke, I tell ya. These fellas, they put their bodies on the line, even if it’s all for show. They say it’s “scripted,” like them soap operas my granddaughter watches, but the hurtin’, that’s real as rain.
- They jump and they fall, they slam each other around.
- Bones break, skin splits, blood flows.
- It ain’t for the faint of heart, that’s for sure.
This Ziggler, he fought this other fella, Sheamus, I think his name was. Big ol’ brute, that Sheamus. They went at it hammer and tongs, beatin’ the tar outta each other. And somewhere along the way, Ziggler, he got busted open. Started bleedin’ all over the place. Made a real mess, I reckon.
Now, some folks say Ziggler, he never got the respect he deserved. They say the company, they never really pushed him, never gave him the chance to shine. He’d get a little taste of the good life, a little bit of fame, and then they’d yank it away. Like dangling candy in front of a baby, then snatchin’ it back.
I heard someone sayin’ he was too much like this other fella, HBK. Don’t know who that is, but apparently, Ziggler tried to be like him, dressed like him, acted like him. Maybe that’s why he didn’t get ahead, tryin’ to be someone else instead of just bein’ himself.
But lemme tell ya, even if they didn’t push him, that Ziggler, he was tough as nails. He took a beatin’ and kept on comin’. That bleedin’ match? Just another day at the office for him. He’d get patched up, and he’d be back out there, flippin’ and floppin’ again.
They say he started out in somethin’ called the “spirit squad.” Sounds like a bunch of cheerleaders to me, but what do I know? He worked his way up, though, that’s for sure. Fought his way to the top, even if they didn’t always let him stay there.
Now, he ain’t even with that WWE company no more. Went off to do his own thing, wrestlin’ somewhere else. “Indies,” they call it. Guess he’s still flippin’ and floppin’, still bleedin’ now and then, I imagine. It’s in his blood, ya know?
It’s a hard life, this wrestling. You put your body on the line every night, and for what? A little bit of fame? A little bit of money? Maybe. But mostly, I think they do it ’cause they love it. They love the fight, the thrill, the roar of the crowd. And even if they get hurt, even if they bleed, they keep comin’ back for more.
So, that’s the story of Dolph Ziggler and his bleedin’ as far as I can tell. A tough fella, that one. A real fighter. And even though he might not be a household name like some of them other fellas, he earned his stripes, that’s for sure. He bled for it, literally.
One more thing, they talk about this match on some podcasts too, whatever those are. Folks still remember it, still talkin’ about how rough it was. Guess that says something, don’t it? About the match, about Ziggler, about how tough this wrestlin’ business really is.
And that’s all I gotta say about that.
Tags: [Dolph Ziggler, WWE, Wrestling, Sheamus, Bleeding, Injuries, Payback 2015, Indies]
