DPW was a labour of love by three dudes that just loved the fuck out of wrestling. Wrestling is worse off without DPW, a company that tried to do everything the right way against all odds. Thank you DPW, for everything.
I (and I cannot stress this enough) do not and will never care about any billionaire’s feelings at any given time. Not even once. Not ever. You own the world and still have tantrums? Groundbreaking. Vent to the Titanic she loves company
You “run back” your entrance anytime you show up. Your entrances are longer than your promos. You do your entrance IN THE MIDDLE OF MATCHES. You are quite literally an entrance merchant.