*This message has been taken directly from Barry Stevens himself, currently residing in Hollywood Presbyterian Medical Center* 

    Being in this hospital bed for these past two weeks have felt like an eternity. Within the time I've spent here, I've thought of my career so far and all the things I've done that few have actually seen. I started my career as a token wrestler without personality or uniqueness; the only thing I had was heart.

    It wasn't until I showed who I really am, the big shot, when people started to care about this prodigal talent. Then I won the Phoenix Rise championship and showed everyone who called me a joke who the real best in the world is! The women, the money, the luxury....the women; I had it all!

    Then in one fateful match in Philly a few weeks ago, a kink in my seemingly unbreakable armor reared its head. I spouted the truth to all the lowlives in attendance and all of the sudden, my arm gets smashed into a turnbuckle and feeling doesn't return to it and the numbness reaches my fingers moments after. The same arm that Phoenix and Arik damaged in the Phoenix Rise tournament showed me how hurt it really was at the worst of times. My elbow was fractured and I made an effort to get to the hospital closest to my home in Cali as soon as possible.

    In a way, I'm glad this happened, the pain before and after surgery was unmistakable but this experience has taught me some things about myself and what kind of man I could be, what kind of wrestler I can be. By this time next week, I will make my 100% return to action but until then: my rehabilitation is working cohesively with my new associates in the best dojo a man can ask for....
WrestleFury

  I will not only prove that I am the best in ACE, but I will prove that I am the most complete wrestler in the world. Because I'm the Big Shot baby and nothing can stop me! Now if you'll excuse me, my afternoon meal has arrived. Alright ladies, who's first (obnoxious laughter)!


*End of transmission*