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Reggie Estrada · (01-21-2026)

Its been awhile since War Games, and I had some time to move outside of America with the whole ICE thing and what not, I moved to Tijuana to start a new life here. Although I have some relatives who are based there, I managed to find a small apartment and do some part time work in a supermarket on my spare time, I guess being a civilian is what came to me after War Games had past, and I decided to find other ways to pass my time. The Pay is shit, but its something to keep money in pocket to do bigger things. What things? I have no idea, but its something.

I also cut my teeth in the Lucha circuit as well, and not winning much belts or something to that in the grand scheme of things, you see people as I moved down to Mexico it gave me the space I need to change my life, because life in the states mostly in Florida was getting too much to deal with, my family went away, my spirit went away, hell almost the idea of the American dream had fleeted away quicker than a Charlie Nickels special off a shitty dive bar out west.

Now, the reason why I cut this shit is simple, I decided to take a chance to return into the ring for one chance, a chance of redemption, a chance of a new beginning; I know it sounds very same and cliché, but I mean this shit from the bottom of my heart. Being away from the XWF ring, had made me realize that there’s still fire that burns in me, even if I have to freeze to death to feel it.

You see people, I signed up to be in a “Icebox” Challenge, for the same title that JB had managed to be the first person on the Anarchy scene to make it worth a damn. When I found out im taking on XXXVI for it, I was happy. I was happy to get that belt off someone who needs to be locked in an icebox and freeze away its own relevancy. Yes im taking a shot at that CULO XXXVI, who managed to make the belt less important that it once had.

I might not be wearing a red hat that says “Make Revolution Great Again!” And having ICE agents shooting a non threat person in broad daylight to make my points clear. Beyond that, this match is more than just a belt, it's a way to show the world that I have still got it. Even if the roster is loaded with top tier wrestlers, and tides shifting more than a walking advert for Elon Musk’s feud with chica Myst that none is to pleased to witness.

As I March into that cold ass tundra, and put my feet on the snowy and cold ground, I will dig up the snow until I see the waters itself and dump the ICE’d out champ underneath the water, and make him feel what global warming is like, maybe he’ll or it or whatever it’s pronouns are will feel that disappoint of those ice caps melting off like it’s reign with that belt. That person will feel how much heat that I left back in England, they will have to deal with what is to come from me; and nothing will stop me from doing what I need to do this coming PPV.

XXXVI, you might be the champion and think you are above it all, but to be you aren’t worth two pesos out of grande taco ese, donde estas no strongos de en la ringa. Yes, you might have the title, clout, prestige and whatever the world may have blessed you with. But what is all comes down to is this….

Do you have guts?….

Are you willing to sacrifice for something you love?….

Thats what I will beat you and place you into a icy coffin where you will lay there or in this case “freeze” where you will be at as you look above the cold skies and question all your life choices to be the one to sacrifice the one thing you love, which is the same belt that you carry with all your heart and might.

Aunque tenga que ser yo quien esté en el ataúd de hielo, mirando al cielo helado, sé que mi energía se desbordará en el PPV.

Prometo que, incluso si no gano el cinturón, he entregado mi alma a los fans para que vean quién todavía lleva ese espíritu de luchador dentro.

Todavía tengo esa pasión dentro de mí, cueste lo que cueste.

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