Memorable dreams about wrestlers

[Judas Heyman]

I had a dream in which Mike Rotunda turned up as I.R.S. at a wrestling convention in a school. I was talking to him in smarkish language and told him to sign an autograph as Michael Wallstreet would sign ;D . I found him a nice guy, and told him that I visit www.wreslecrap.com everyday and he replied back that he does too...I was stunned. It was a short dream but really memorable as it was a nice moment to see I.R.S shaking hands with me even if its a dream. To be honest I was never a big fan of I.R.S or Rotunda but when I met him I felt like he is one of the good talents who is under appreciated.

[Alexander The So-so]

A wrestler actually didn't appear in person in this dream, but it is wrestling-inspired, and to this day I think it's one of my funnier (in a laugh at myself kind of way) dreams.

Just maybe one or two nights after CM Punk's promo on Smackdown where he unveiled the prescription drug bottle, the box of cigarettes, and the bottle of generic whiskey (which got a big pop from the crowd, a reaction which was made fun of here on Wrestlecrap), tossed it all in a garbage can, and which concluded with R-Truth dumping them all on him, I had a dream where I was going shopping at the supermarket. I was going through one of the aisles, when I happened upon a rack that was full of bottles of the same generic "Whiskey" brand whiskey from Punk's promo. Better yet, right next to it were similar-looking, equally generic bottles of "Rum" brand rum.

All of the bottles were absurdly cheap ($5 for a big bottle like in the real-life promo), so I put two bottles of whiskey in my shopping cart, thinking to myself "sorry Punk. But that's a bargain on whiskey, and I can't pass that up!"

I wonder if that means something.

[DSR]

I've had two dreams regarding CM Punk.

One in which myself, Punk, and a blurry woman have dinner together.

Another in which I was in a movie theater seeing a That 70s Show movie, and for some reason, Punk was in the movie, and he was having sex with Donna.



I also had a dream in which Chris Benoit was a music teacher in my high school, playing the piano for a talent show or something. I think he even had a pink polo shirt on, and a yellow sweater on his back with the arms tied across his chest.

[celticjobber]

Last week I dreamed Iron Sheik was hired as a nanny for my 4 and 9 year old nieces, and he was arguing with them over who gets the last cookie.

[Son of a Pregnant Dog]

I had only one wrestling-related dream, and it was one of those 'damn, that was really realistic-feeling' sort of dreams.

This was back in the Attitude era. At my hometown arena Mr. McMahon had Road Dogg in some sort of handicap match without Billy Gunn against some heel team I forget. I really wish I could remember, but this was over ten years ago. A run-in debut by a 'fan' was booked to save Road Dogg, and that fan was me. I slid into the ring (which was difficult for me in the dream, as it surely would be in real life) and jumped up to back bodydrop heel 1 and clothesline heel 2. These weren't fast actions as I would have witnessed them on television- everything was slowed down from adrenaline and fear of botching it up- and the impact with men bigger than I nearly shook me down. For a dream, it felt very realistic. I then dropped to pin heel 2 for a three count and a huge pop- and I stumbled back to do crotch chop taunts until I woke up- the whole time thinking 'wow, I didn't screw up!'

[DiBiase is Good]

I dreamt that Ric Flair won the 1992 Royal Rumble.
A couple of weeks later he did just that.

[Heartbreaker]

A few months ago I had a dream that CM Punk wanted me to join the Straight Edge Society. I agreed until he wanted to shave my hair. Next thing I can remember was Luke Gallows chasing me with clippers... so awesome.

[sweatpants]

Just last night, I had a dream that Kevin Steen was in a casino, was called fat by an old woman, so he called her fat back and she was horribly offended. As she sat down at a slot machine, he grabbed her chihuahua from her purse and Steen skinned it alive with his teeth.

[Deleted]

I had a dream once that The Undertaker gave me a piece of chocolate covered in multi-colored sprinkles. It was the type of candy you'd find in your Grandma's candy dish.

Upon eating it, I began to hallucinate. This dream, it turned out was me having an acid flashback in my sleep.

[I *still* ✡ Johnny]

I had a dream where Shelton Benjamin died. It was either just before or just after he was future endeavored.

[Pervy Stone Cold]

I dreamt that Batista was cleaning house in the ring and for no apparent reason his thumb fell off and there was blood.

[I *still* ✡ Johnny]

Jul 6, 2010 11:32:16 GMT -5 Pervy Stone Cold said:

I dreamt that Batista was cleaning house in the ring and for no apparent reason his thumb fell off and there was blood.

Severed thumbs DO hold grudges.

[jamielowndes {N}]

For some reason I dreamt I was reading an OK! magazine which had a full spread and article about the McCool-Undertaker wedding. Full of posed newlywed photos.

[hargh]

I had a dream that I was having lunch at McDonalds with Ted Dibiase (Million Dollar Man). The most I remember from the dream is him constantly ordering Virgil to get him napkins, ketchup, and other things.

[lildude8218]

11:00pm - October 4, 1997 - I go to sleep and have a dream that Brian Pillman had died

[strykerdarksilence]

I posted about 2 great TNA dreams I had in the past, a quick search bought them up.

About 3 weeks ago I had a series of dreams. I should at this point add, that I have very surreal and vivid dreams, so I retain a lot of the information. In this series of dreams I became an active member of the TNA roster and competed in a few big angles and matches.

The first one had me debuting for the company. I don't remember how in the dream I came to be in the position, but it seems that they wanted an angle with someone to haunt Sting, preferably somebody from his past. Rather like the Black Scorpion, they had the build up to the angle without anyone solidly in place. A few people had been bounced around, but SOMEHOW they ended up with me, based on the fact that when I worked low level indies in the UK, my gimmick towards the end of my run was pretty much a Sting ripoff (Same long coat, black and white facepaint etc). I remember thinking "how many people with links to Sting must they have gone through before approaching me?", but anyway, I made my debut on PPV at Genesis. My old ring name was Stryker Dark Silence, but with the two Stryker/Strikers already in wrestling, I was named Stricta.

I came out, in my Sting garb in the middle of his match, I think with Robert Roode, and distracted him so Roode got the win, then beat him down myself. We were a pretty much featured feud for the next two months, trading promos and match interference. I beat him at the first PPV encounter between us, using the Scorpion Deathdrop, before he got revenge on me at our second match which was a streetfight, making me tap to the deathlock. That whole run was over the course of maybe 3 or 4 dreams, the next parts I forget how many dreams it was.

After that I was used as an upper mid card talent, but not involved in any feuds, and as such was inserted into the King of the Mountain match to make up the numbers. I was asked to do a big spot with Abyss shoving over the ladder as I was making an attempt for the win, but it got botched up. I was supposed to fall in the ring, but, and I remember this specifically from the dream, we misjudged the fall. I was thinking as the ladder went "Ok, I'm going to hit the ropes, brace for that. No, I'm going to the outside, brace for that, Oh no" and I hit the guardrail chest first and hurt myself badly. I actually woke up feeling the pain of it for some reason.

I had injured my chest, minor injury, I don't remember what, but a fairly long recovery. There was a lot of hype around it, because despite the fact (or maybe because of the fact) it went wrong, the spot stole the match. They hyped it on TV as a "collapsed chest cavity" talking about how I may not wrestle again, and if I did, I would be an even more dangerous man (as I had been heel to this point). I remember being regularly at tapings despite being unable to perform, and Abyss constantly coming over to me and apologising for the injury, and we became friendly backstage.

My return was into an angle Sting was having with Scott Steiner and Petey Williams. It had boiled down to a 6 sides of steel match at a PPV (not sure which), but Sting still had no partner. Impact before the PPV, Steiner demands to know who he is going to team with, so Sting announces "Who better to team with me, than someone who knows how I work and move better than anyone else around?" And my music played, to a decent face pop. We had a good match at the PPV, highlighted by another spot from me, a crossbody onto Steiner from the top of the cage, which got the pinfall victory.

Sting and I then teamed pretty regularly, forming the Bladerunners 2.0. We first of all beat VKM for the tag titles, and then put over The Naturals, who were back with the company for some reason, in Ultimate X. We then entered a feud with Nash and Jarrett, on the basis that Sting, a WCW legend, should be associated with them, and not with a nobody like me. This ended suddenly, when Nash decided to go into business for himself and bury everybody on the mic, when Sting and I had cut a promo kayfabe burying him. Nash demanded backstage that either I go or he goes, so I expect to be given my release papers, but to my shock, I log onto Wrestlecrap one morning and find you all discussing Nash being released.

After that, Sting and Jarrett continued the feud without me, so I feuded with Abyss, on the basis that he was the one who injured me in the King of the Mountain match. We finished with some kind of hardcore match where I went over, and become a throwaway number 1 contender for the TNA title. I faced Angle at a PPV where the main event was based around Jarrett and Sting, and we had a very good match, Angle making me tap to the Ankle Lock after a tough battle.

Following that Sting and I feuded with Team 3D, culminating in a match we won, where I hit a springboard moonsault on Brother Devon on the apron to the outside, after I had climbed up to splash Brother Ray who had been death dropped. By this point, I was seemingly using the splash and the crossbody as my finishers rather than Sting's moveset.

After that I was told backstage that they were building me up for a short title run, winning at King of the Mountain, based off the fact the previous match "had nearly ended my life", but the dreams stopped recurring before that build got going.

No real point to this post, other than to show you what my subconscious mind thinks TNA would be like if it added a little Stryker

I had a long gap where I didn't have any wrestling related dreams, then all of a sudden the TNA dreams came back!

The first one I had seemed to be about 8 or so months after the last one had ended. I had already had a short TNA title run from the KOTM, although I only dreamt that in video packages. The run had been transistional to get the title onto Tomko.

Then the next few dreams went something like this.
Now I was being given a longer title run, built up in a feud with Angle who was now the champion. We were persistantly running into each others matches. He put me in the ankle lock a few times. I hit a Scorpion Deathdrop off the apron through a table on the outside which looked great by all accounts, but actually hurt me quite a lot, so I was going into a 6 sides of steel match with a nasty bruise on my thigh under my tights.

My makeup had also changed to more like what I was using when I was on the indies in real life. Think Heath Ledger's joker to Jack Nicholson's, mine to Sting's.

I had the 6 sides of steel match with Angle, which was getting rave reviews on the IWC. He had me in the ankle lock, but using my arms I climbed the cage while he still had my ankle, and when I got high enough I pushed back over him and hit a hurracanrana, then hit a springboard crossbody, sandwiching Angle between me and the cage and got the pin for the title.

My last dream was a few impacts after the win, looking like we were leading into a feud with Christopher Daniels.