We All Must Remember Our Fallen Heroes

Jacob WaringAnalyst IIISeptember 6, 2010

SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA - JUNE 04: Wrestler Seven pumps up the crowd before his bout with AWF Champion Mark Hilton during the AWF Wrestling 'Thomas Reddall Rumble' held in the gymnasium at Thomas Reddall High School June 4, 2004 in Sydney, Australia. For this group of die-hard sports professionals who spend most Saturdays training and wrestling in a small dojo in Sydney's South West. It's a ritual that goes way beyond dedication reaching into the realm of obsession. Founded in 1999, the AWF has now grown to over fifty professional wrestlers Australia wide. Hosting regular bout nights across the country, means these guys get a chance to do things they don't normally get to do, the blood is real and injuries happen, often. After starting a school for wrestling six years ago, AWF founder Greg Bowden has trained more than fifty pro wrestlers, in a bid to help promote the sport and build a substantial fan base. Unlike America's WWE group, which is broadcast regularly around the world via cable television, the AWF, despi
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It's a sad to know that when a wrestler dies we will not react but will just shrug it off like it's an everyday occurrence.

We all have been desensitized with the deaths of wrestlers to where we forget the sacrifices they made to perform in front of millions at Madison Square Garden  or in front of a small crowd inside a run-down bingo hall.

We forget they take painkillers so that they can perform for us every time they enter the ring. We forget that they are away from their families for our benefit.

We better remember that they wrestle without a union and sometimes with no insurance to please our desire to see them battle it out for a world title!

I have written a song to dedicate to our fallen wrestlers. I poured my heart into it and I hope you enjoy it:

Fallen Warriors

He laced up his harness                                                                                                                   To be lowered into that sacred ring                                                                                        spiraling to his death                                                                                                                        Onlookers crying a river of tears                                                                                                     He was “The King of Harts'                                                                                                                                          

He joined his fellow brethren at heaven's pearly gates                                                                   Why must we lose another kindred soul                                                                                        The Lord took him from us too soon                                                                                              This world is not the same without him

He battled his inner demons                                                                                                          just to entertain us all                                                                                                                 lied, cheated and stolen our hearts                                                                                             They found him in his hotel room                                                                                                     We all miss his Latino Heat

He joined his fellow brethren at heaven's pearly gates                                                                   Why must we lose another kindred soul                                                                                        The Lord took him from us  too soon                                                                                             This world is not the same without him

He was perfect in every way                                                                                                        one of the best of his generation                                                                                                   His perfection loved by all                                                                                                            The cocaine took his last breath

He joined his fellow brethren at heaven's pearly gates                                                                     Why must we lose another kindred soul                                                                                        The Lord took him from us too soon                                                                                              This world is not the same without him

We must remember their sacrifices                                                                                               We must cherish the good memories                                                                                                That is the most that we could do                                                                                                   As the lord made them hang their boots up too soon

They joined their fellow brethren at heaven's pearly gates                                                               Why must we lose more kindred souls                                                                                         The Lord took them from us too soon                                                                                           This world is not the same without our fallen warriors

As you see, I still feel sad over every wrestling death, as I grew up watching many of them and followed their lives.

It's a shame Lance Cade is joining his fellow wrestlers in heaven as I enjoyed what he did in the ring.

Heed what the song says and remember the sacrifices they made!