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lizaredlion wrote:Well, I always thought about that, and I believed that I would never be able to say a word to him, not even look at his eyes... but maybe I was wrong... and then again, maybe I was right...
arms up, with the gloves still in his hands, and with a very serious face he yelled "HEY; Stop! These are for her kid!!" and he pointed his finger to my baby sister. So, he got near me... he grabbed my right hand with his, and put the gloves in it, and told me, with a soft voice "Hold them. These are for your kid". And then, he talked to the nearest guard and told him something while he pointed in my direction. Maybe he told the guard to watch us because people were trying to get the gloves by force, who knows...
And what do you think I said to him in return?? Not a single word, for Christ's sake!! I was completely paralized! But well, at least, I made eye contact with him; and what a pair of beautiful eyes he has!
My mom was looking at him, with a smile on her face, and he gave her a polite nod with his head, and then he took off.
He was a great gentleman with my sister, with my mom and with me. He wanted to make sure that his gloves were in my baby sister's arms, or in my arms, so nobody could take them away from us. I proved that night that Mr. Calaway is a man with a golden heart. I thank him with all my soul; and even when the rough situation and my nerves didn't let me say "thanks" to him that night, I hope he knows that I'm grateful for what he did for my dear family.
And, in a funny side, he thought I was my sister's mom... hahaha... well, I was lucky he thought that ... because it was for that fact that he touched me with his warm, soft hands to put his gloves on my tiny skinny hand... that was awesome, guys!![]()
PD: I would like to post some pics of Taker's match here in Guayaquil, and I also would like to post a picture of Taker's gloves, but I don't know what would Dan think about that. But anyway, Dan, if you are reading this, I hope you answer me about this subject.
Thank you, man.
See ya.
....thank so much for sharing your pics and that lovely story about Taker!!

lizaredlion wrote:Well, I always thought about that, and I believed that I would never be able to say a word to him, not even look at his eyes... but maybe I was wrong... and then again, maybe I was right...
Two nights ago, in Febraury 12th, 2010, the WWE came to my city (Guayaquil, Ecuador) for the first time ever. I've been a fan of the Undertaker since 1997 (13 years ago) when I was 13 years old, and I've seen him on TV since his WWE debut in 1990 (but back then, I was afraid of him; I was horrified with that big redhead boy in black clothes and I was also a Hulk Hogan fan). So, when I heard about the coming of the WWE to my town, and not just only the Ecuador capital (as it happened in the year 2008), I was so excited that I did whatever was possible for me to get the money for my "ring side" ticket, and three more extra tickets for my mom, my baby sister (she's a sweet 7 year-old girl) and my younger cousin (he's 16).
That night was wonderful, I saw a great wrestling show live for the first time in my 26 years of life.... and finally, I saw the Undertaker. And here's the thing: After the match he sat in the stairs, drank some water and put some of the fresh liquid in his face (the weather was really hot, over 34 degrees celsius), and then, he took off his gloves... and he got near us... near the savage people where I was standing, all of them were desperate for getting Taker's gloves, and because of that matter, I was being squashed like a fly, with my little sister embraced in my left arm and my mom like a human shield besides me... and then it happened... that was when Taker said, in a high voice "Stop it! These are for the kid!" So, he looked directly in my eyes and told me "Take them". I was a like a dumb idiot in that moment, looking at him with a very ridiculous sad-puppy eyes, and I was confused... I didn't believe he was talking to me! I took the gloves in a very weak manner, with my single free hand, and then it became worst. So, because I wasn't so fast and not so strong in catching the gloves, he had to hold them back from the other savages in the crowd who wanted to take them away from his hands (and from my weak hand); and next thing I saw was him, raising his arms up, with the gloves still in his hands, and with a very serious face he yelled "HEY; Stop! These are for her kid!!" and he pointed his finger to my baby sister. So, he got near me... he grabbed my right hand with his, and put the gloves in it, and told me, with a soft voice "Hold them. These are for your kid". And then, he talked to the nearest guard and told him something while he pointed in my direction. Maybe he told the guard to watch us because people were trying to get the gloves by force, who knows...
And what do you think I said to him in return?? Not a single word, for Christ's sake!! I was completely paralized! But well, at least, I made eye contact with him; and what a pair of beautiful eyes he has!
My mom was looking at him, with a smile on her face, and he gave her a polite nod with his head, and then he took off.
He was a great gentleman with my sister, with my mom and with me. He wanted to make sure that his gloves were in my baby sister's arms, or in my arms, so nobody could take them away from us. I proved that night that Mr. Calaway is a man with a golden heart. I thank him with all my soul; and even when the rough situation and my nerves didn't let me say "thanks" to him that night, I hope he knows that I'm grateful for what he did for my dear family.
And, in a funny side, he thought I was my sister's mom... hahaha... well, I was lucky he thought that ... because it was for that fact that he touched me with his warm, soft hands to put his gloves on my tiny skinny hand... that was awesome, guys!![]()
PD: I would like to post some pics of Taker's match here in Guayaquil, and I also would like to post a picture of Taker's gloves, but I don't know what would Dan think about that. But anyway, Dan, if you are reading this, I hope you answer me about this subject.
Thank you, man.
See ya.




lizaredlion wrote:Well, I always thought about that, and I believed that I would never be able to say a word to him, not even look at his eyes... but maybe I was wrong... and then again, maybe I was right...
Two nights ago, in Febraury 12th, 2010, the WWE came to my city (Guayaquil, Ecuador) for the first time ever. I've been a fan of the Undertaker since 1997 (13 years ago) when I was 13 years old, and I've seen him on TV since his WWE debut in 1990 (but back then, I was afraid of him; I was horrified with that big redhead boy in black clothes and I was also a Hulk Hogan fan). So, when I heard about the coming of the WWE to my town, and not just only the Ecuador capital (as it happened in the year 2008), I was so excited that I did whatever was possible for me to get the money for my "ring side" ticket, and three more extra tickets for my mom, my baby sister (she's a sweet 7 year-old girl) and my younger cousin (he's 16).
That night was wonderful, I saw a great wrestling show live for the first time in my 26 years of life.... and finally, I saw the Undertaker. And here's the thing: After the match he sat in the stairs, drank some water and put some of the fresh liquid in his face (the weather was really hot, over 34 degrees celsius), and then, he took off his gloves... and he got near us... near the savage people where I was standing, all of them were desperate for getting Taker's gloves, and because of that matter, I was being squashed like a fly, with my little sister embraced in my left arm and my mom like a human shield besides me... and then it happened... that was when Taker said, in a high voice "Stop it! These are for the kid!" So, he looked directly in my eyes and told me "Take them". I was a like a dumb idiot in that moment, looking at him with a very ridiculous sad-puppy eyes, and I was confused... I didn't believe he was talking to me! I took the gloves in a very weak manner, with my single free hand, and then it became worst. So, because I wasn't so fast and not so strong in catching the gloves, he had to hold them back from the other savages in the crowd who wanted to take them away from his hands (and from my weak hand); and next thing I saw was him, raising his arms up, with the gloves still in his hands, and with a very serious face he yelled "HEY; Stop! These are for her kid!!" and he pointed his finger to my baby sister. So, he got near me... he grabbed my right hand with his, and put the gloves in it, and told me, with a soft voice "Hold them. These are for your kid". And then, he talked to the nearest guard and told him something while he pointed in my direction. Maybe he told the guard to watch us because people were trying to get the gloves by force, who knows...
And what do you think I said to him in return?? Not a single word, for Christ's sake!! I was completely paralized! But well, at least, I made eye contact with him; and what a pair of beautiful eyes he has!
My mom was looking at him, with a smile on her face, and he gave her a polite nod with his head, and then he took off.
He was a great gentleman with my sister, with my mom and with me. He wanted to make sure that his gloves were in my baby sister's arms, or in my arms, so nobody could take them away from us. I proved that night that Mr. Calaway is a man with a golden heart. I thank him with all my soul; and even when the rough situation and my nerves didn't let me say "thanks" to him that night, I hope he knows that I'm grateful for what he did for my dear family.
And, in a funny side, he thought I was my sister's mom... hahaha... well, I was lucky he thought that ... because it was for that fact that he touched me with his warm, soft hands to put his gloves on my tiny skinny hand... that was awesome, guys!![]()
PD: I would like to post some pics of Taker's match here in Guayaquil, and I also would like to post a picture of Taker's gloves, but I don't know what would Dan think about that. But anyway, Dan, if you are reading this, I hope you answer me about this subject.
Thank you, man.
See ya.





and ask him all kinds of non stupid things



TG007 wrote:I wouldnt wanna be the ordinary fan, just asking for pixs and signatures.... Id wanna be the chick wearing a black ruffle summer dress with knee high shoes and black eyeshadow and black eyeliner hehe..and id be a totally sweety..and ask him all kinds of non stupid things
, (not that I don't like your combo, TG - I just can't copy you :-) )




AnailNathrak wrote:Honestly, I'd be too nervous to say anything. I mean the man is my hero, lol. I'd want to talk about the Ministry though.












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