Get Got

In Promo by Luke Storm

You ever watch someone get got?

That moment when all their bullshit comes to a head, and they realize that they ain’t shit?

Well let me tell you about this kid who came to Hollywood.

Fresh faced. Naïve.

When he stepped in the door, everyone remarked on how hard he worked, how much talent he had.

But then he went to some party and it was like his whole world went from monochrome to full fucking color.

If he wanted it, all he had to do was reach out and take it. Pussy. Pills. Sex, drugs, and rock n’roll, man.

But none of that shit matters.

He found that out when he stepped onto the set. It don’t matter who you are or where you’ve been, when the lights are burning down on you, there’s only one way to do it. The same way it’s been done forever.

The old school way.

But not this kid, man. He was going to do it his own way, cause that was what got him to the dance.

Yet when push came to shove, when he was in the spotlight, he couldn’t get the job done.

He got got.

Just like The Generation Kid got got at Ring of Dreams.

He walked into OSW, and set it on fucking fire. Quoting 80’s flicks like Shakespeare, this fresh faced fuck beat everybody.

Even won Lambs to the Slaughter.

He did it his way, and earned a visit to the big set.

Along the way, the Rainbow Party exposed him to some real shit. Since then, he’s seen it all, maybe even done it all, who knows.

But none of that shit mattered when he walked into Ring of Dreams against Zero, did it?

Everything he’d accomplished? Out the door.

All of his grit and determination? Who the fuck cares?

When push comes to shove, and the lights are bearing down at you while the OSW World Championship is on the line, there’s only one way to do things.

The old school way.

You beat the other person within an inch of their life and take what’s yours.

But not the Kid. He found out that THE Main Event ain’t no Rainbow Party.

He got got.

But see, I know how you feel, Kid.

Because I was that fresh faced kid who walked on set and got got.

I had a lot to fucking learn

So do you.

But that’s the thing, there’s only way to learn how to do things the old school way:

Getting got, over and over again.

Each time you step on the stage, you’re being broken down piece by piece. Until all the bullshit is gone, and the only thing left standing is the essence of who you are.

You’ll be, in a word:


The lights are shining bright, Kid. Bring the whole party. Ride your little skateboard if you want.

But when the bell rings, it all goes away.

It’s just you and me, and in that moment, you will realize that I didn’t lie.

I am the Real Fucking Deal.

This is Old Fucking School.

And you’re about to Get Fucking Got!