It all comes down to this. The biggest show in Insane Championship Wrestling's history. Their Wrestlemania, so to speak. The culmination of some of the most intriguing rivalries in the world of professional wrestling, being played out in the biggest venue in Scotland - The Barrowlands.
And I won't fucking be there.
Or at least, as it stands, I won't. That won't stop me going into Glasgow on Sunday and asking everyone within a mile radius of the Barras if they have a spare ticket going. If you don't ask, you don't get, eh? Hesitation gets ye nowhere. I put off getting a ticket time and time again because "there'll be some left next week". I'm a fucking idiot. Know who isn't an idiot but? Mark Dallas. He, along with everyone who is a part of the operation, whether it be behind the scenes or in the ring, have made this whole thing possible. They've made it the hottest thing in professional wresting the world over. The entire world is taking about ICW, and so it fucking should be.
This night will successfully blow the roof off the Barrowlands, it'll have folk missing work on Monday because they just can't bring themselves to get out of bed, nothing they're going to do or see will compare to the controlled chaos they will bear witness to on November 2nd. So we might as well break that madness down match by match...