I'm curious about reading Batista's book now
 

Here are some excerpts from his book...

:lol:

Is that honestly how much spelling/grammar he messed up? And I pray to god Bubba shoots some kind, ANY KIND, of promo about this on TNA.

What's Bubba gonna say, that it's true? Because Batista wouldn't be the first to have said it.

I had no clue Bays was pounding Melina.

Bubba seemed like a cunt before I read that anyway.

Looks like Eddie wasn't going to be WHC after all. Always wondered about that.



BUBBA DUDLEY IS AN ASSHOLE.


Please let this be a chapter title.

Not going to lie, I was a Dudley Boyz mark in ECW..

Bubba is an asshole who doesnt give a fuck.


That is why I like him.

I'll forget this one, and just purchase the Bret book tomorrow.

lol, Bats is banging Melina. DAMN.

Let me save you the money and sum it up for you.

Chapter 1:

I hate Vince McMahon. That bastard screwed me over the WWF Title, he was a jerk and he still is.

Chapter 2:

I hate Shawn Michaels, the boy toy. That bastard helped screw me out of the WWF Title, he is and always will be a prick.

Chapter 3:

Montreal in 1997 ruined my life. If it wasn't for Shawn Michaels, Vince McMahon, Triple H, The Easter Bunny, Earl Hebner, Nacy Drew, Pat Patterson, and Gerald Brisco, I would still be wrestling today!

Chapter 4:

I'm the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!


The End.

Actually if you read any reviews you'll notice Bret tears himself down just as much as anyone else. Not to mention all the other interesting stuff he can talk about and give insight into.

But then you wanna read the Batista book.

Y2Ant, the Hitman book comes out tomorrow in Canada. Gonna be a fucking HOT SELLER. The Y2J book I thought already recently came out, although I guess not, I'll have a looksee.

PREVIEW:

Bret Hart's new book tells all

HART BARES HIS SOUL
Sex, drugs, abuse laid bare
in wrestling icon’s memoir
HEATH MCCOY CALGARY HERALD
Back in 1984, when Calgary’s Bret (Hitman) Hart was first recruited into Vince McMahon’s emerging media colossus, the World Wrestling Federation, he made one of the most important purchases of his life — and it wasn’t a new set of wrestling tights. Rather, it was a tiny cassette recorder, meant to serve as the future superstar’s personal road diary.

“I don’t know what possessed me to buy it,” Hart tells the Herald in a phone interview to discuss his upcoming autobiography, Hitman, which hits stores Oct. 16.

“I think I just wanted to keep a journal and I knew I’d never do it by writing, sitting down to it every night with all the pressures on the road. . . . So I started this audiotape history.

“Every couple of days I’d just talk into my recorder and explain what I’d done that week.”

Even that wasn’t as easy as it sounds, jokes the 50-year-old retired grappler, who’s calling from Italy, the home of his second wife, where he spends much of his time these days. At the beginning of his 13-yeartenure with the WWF, Hart shared hotel rooms with his tag team partner and brother-in-law, Jim (The Anvil) Neidhart, an experience that he equates to “living with a rhinoceros.”

That often made quality recording time a challenge.

Still, one of Calgary’s most famous sons maintains he kept meticulous records of his rise to fame and, ultimately, his controversial fall in the WWF (now called the WWE).

Those tapes documented The Hitman’s move from being a local hero in his father Stu’s legendary Stampede Wrestling promotion to becoming a seven-time world heavyweight champion and international star.

They provided a window into his unique and chaotic life in the Hart family, and they chronicled his experiences behind the scenes in the WWE — from the sex, drugs and rock ’n’ roll lifestyle to the ugly dressing-room politics, which were characterized by manipulation and backstabbing.

They offered a vivid insight into the endless tragedies — Hart’s well-publicized falling out with the WWEin 1997 and the career-ending concussion he suffered two years later, his stroke in 2002 and the 1999 death of his youngest sibling Owen, who died in a WWEring when a dangerous stunt went awry.

Sadly, the latter part of Hart’s story is rife with casualties, from the passing of his beloved parents to the death of one former colleague and friend after another, most of them victims in some way of the punishing wrestling business.

Of course, the content of those tapes became the structure on which Hart’s autobiography was built.

“Those tapes turned out to be a blessing, especially as weird as things got,” says Hart. “Things just kept getting bigger. When Owen died I was starting to have those tapes transcribed. I started reviewing the details of the journey and I thought ‘This whole thing is surreal.’ And I knew I had the truth. A lot of wrestler’s books . . . as much as they think they have the truth, they just don’t remember it. There’s been too many beers and too many (damaged) memories where it’s not quite there anymore. . . . And a lot of the guys aren’t very honest. They only tell the good stuff.

“I wanted to write something that was different than all the other books . . . and I didn’t mind pulling my pants down.”

That’s the Hitman’s way of saying he was brutally honest.

He began writing the book around the time his career crashed in 1999. Hart was shell shocked then, in the wake of his falling out with the WWE and the death of his brother. His parents and Owen Hart’s wife were suing the WWEat that time for wrongful death due to negligence (the case was eventually settled with $18 million U.S. going to the Hart family) and, with his life a hellish catastrophe, Hart began telling the tale.

At times it was an excruciating task. All his triumphs seemed tainted and his tragedies were still fresh and bitter. The job became all the more difficult after his stroke. “I remember writing from my hospital bed,” Hart says. “Emotionally, I was a wreck . . . and it was heartbreaking reliving everything.”

By the time the book was completed in 2006, Hart had just more than 1,000 pages, which he turned over to his publisher, Random House, which whittled the manuscript down to a tight, compelling 553 pages.

Hart knows the content is bound to cause resentment in some who have figured prominently in his life. His former boss Vince McMahon, for example, with whom Hart has mended fences in recent years, is bound to be displeased with his portrayal as a heartless manipulator whose word, as Hart says, “wasn’t good for s--t.”

Hart’s depiction of fellow wrestling luminaries such as Hulk Hogan and Shawn Michaels won’t be received any better. Hart feels some of his siblings may also be hurt by the way they come across in the book. Feathers are sure to be ruffled by Hart’s memories of their father, Stu. To be sure, Hart’s love and respect for his father never comes into question in Hitman. But at the same time, Stu Hart’s temper and the brutal way the wrestler/promoter disciplined his sons will surely raise eyebrows, given his status as one of Calgary’s most beloved figures.

“I don’t have any trouble saying it was abusive,” Hart says. “I think sometimes it was. . . . None of my siblings can look me in the eye and say it wasn’t true.

“But I also defend my dad. It was tough raising 12 kids and if you look at (some of my siblings), they were pretty wild and out of control. . . . I was never bitter about it. I always think it was part of his job, keeping everyone in line. . . . My dad ruled with an iron fist. . . . It was all part of growing up a Hart, I guess.”

One has to think Hart’s ex-wife, Julie, and their four children may be troubled by what they read in Hitman, where Hart is frank about his many extramarital affairs on the road. It turns out that womanizing was by far Hart’s greatest vice all those years.

“I’ve had this conversation with my ex-wife and even my new wife, and I’ve told them ‘I was only human,’ ” Hart says.

“A lot of the relationships I had of that nature, they’re what saved me.” Hart explains that while he did indulge in the hard partying that went on behind the scenes in the WWE, where cocaine, booze and pill-popping was on the menu every night after the shows, he was always leery about getting too carried away.

“It was like a toilet being flushed and you kept trying not to get flushed all the way down,” he says. “I knew that was a bad way to go, getting hooked on that stuff. And the only way I could really keep anyone’s respect . . . was to latch onto a girl and say ‘I’m with her.’ It was the only way to save face.”

That’s not to say Hart was a reluctant participant. “I was always pretty content with the way I was living my life,” he admits. “I remember when I was 16, I had about 50 Playboy pinups on my wall. I remember my friends saying: ‘Which one would you pick if you could pick one?’ I remember saying ‘I’d pick all of them.’ In a lot of ways when I was wrestling, that’s what I was doing.”

Did he ever feel guilty for cheating on his wife? “This (book) is my way of saying ‘Guilty as charged, but here’s why,’ ” Hart says.

“I started in this business when I was 20 years old and I was 43 when I got out. I was gone for 23 years, 300 days a year. . . . Then you look at the travel time and how dead tired you are when you get home. It didn’t leave a lot of time to keep that fire going. . . . I don’t think it was easy for (Julie) and I know she carried a lot of weight with the kids. She was a great mother and she was there for me a lot, but we conflicted in so many ways and I think that was down to being apart for so long.”

It’s interesting that Hart was willing to reveal this side of his story, given the image he portrayed at the peak of his career.

The Hitman was seen as a clean-living hero with family values who became disenchanted with the business when it went into the proverbial gutter with storylines that had more in common with an episode of The Jerry Springer Show than the good-versusevil plotlines that once defined the sports-theatre soap opera of professional wrestling.

Hart remains proud of his image in those days. “I think I was a very Canadian hero,” he says.

“A lot of people around the world resented American heroes, especially in the Arab countries, and they loved the fact that I was Canadian. . . . It was special for me to go somewhere like Bahrain and to be greeted at the airport by a couple of thousand people waving Canadian flags. It was the same in places like Israel and Belfast and I took a lot of pride in that. . . . And even though my wrestling was pretty serious . . . I was sort of a soft hero. Even in my (signature pink and black) uniform — with the pink, girls and kids could like me. I was sort of seen as this harmless character who fought evil in a cartoon way.”

Will this book then corrupt that image The Hitman is so proud of?

“If I had written this when I was a role model to kids I might have softened it,” Hart says. “But I needed to undress myself here. . . . I’m not just tearing everyone else down, but I’m exposing my flaws too.”

He’s quick to add: “I don’t have any real regrets about anything I did. . . . If I had been faithful and a saint like my brother Owen was . . . I would have spent a lot of time sitting in my room staring at the ceiling. . . . Owen was one of those guys who was living for tomorrow. ‘No, I can’t do that because I’m saving everything for tomorrow.’ In the end, Owen never got a tomorrow.

“I lived every day like it was my last, without killing myself or becoming an out-and-out alcoholic or a pill-head. . . . I sort of knew the lines I was going to cross and I crossed them carefully. Then I’d skip back to the other side the next day.”

Hart knows some people might condemn him for his book, but he’s willing to stand by everything he’s written.

“In the end, if what I’m guilty of in life is what’s in this book, if those are the worst sins I’ve committed, let the chips fall where they may.

“That’s what it was and I didn’t do anything I couldn’t write about.”

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Interesting excerpts. He definitely comes off as honest and saying what he thinks, rather than being phony. And even if he seems to be rather misguided at times, I appreciate the candor.

One thing about Bret, he doesnt kiss ass, he aint corporate. He doesnt allow others to restrain his thoughts and opinions.

That's the difference between him and guys like HBK and Flair.

HBK released a very dissapointing book, for a born again, he shouldnt be so secretive and prone to covering his ass.

Damn, I didn't know Batista was bangin Melina either. I thought I heard last year he was with one of the diva search chicks instead. I may read this one for the hell of it. He doesn't seem to hold anything back, which is what I like to read.

The hardcover for Jericho is Oct. 25th, according to amazon anyways.

I wanna read some sexual details about Melina in bed.

She's a freak. Likes a nice sloppy rim job.

when does Batista's book come out?

I'm getting it.

Bret is shitting all over his legacy.

:lol:

Wait an minute, Batista is banging Melina, I throught that Melina and Morrison were like you know been together for an long time, maybe this might explain a little why Morrison went to ECW.

Bat's hardcover book is out today for the record.

UT told Bats not to call people out in public. So he is just doing it again.

Wow so Orton was gonna be WHC and not Eddie like people say. I wonder why they just had Bats vacate the title then instead of dropping it to Randy?

You missed a part. :shifty:

Wasn't that right around the time Orton was suspended?

No, it was gonna be a Triple Threat match, remember?

I wouldn't take Bats as gospel, but considering all we had to go on before was a meaningless platitude from Steph after he was dead.

And nobody's going to say "Eddie called me up, and he said he was going to be a midcarder until he died...."