|MARTY "THE PARTY" VAIN|
|Height: 511||Weight: 185|
|Hometown: The Pimp de' George Dormitory in Ft Lauderdale, Florida -home of F. University|
|TITLES: EWF Tag Team Championship (with Kenny Casanova) & Hardcore UNO Title|
|Finisher: The Paddle Board|
|KENNY CASANOVA'S BIO
Marty is the only manager ever to be fully trained by me, Kenny Casanova. Although I bust his chops sooooooooooooo hard sometimes, it is because he has become one of the closest friends a meat can have. He is truly the only one manager worthy of mentioning, other than myself, and has a great gimmick that I totally created (J/K!!!) His hard work, dedication and love of the game has impressed me beyond any other manager's attempts that I have seen in the independent wrestling circus. He doesn't steal heat (much) like most manager's in the sport, and is not afraid to look stupid (see martytheparty.com) Remember, Kenny Casanova is and always will be one of the great fashion-sensed and effeminate prowrestling managers of all time and has a closet full of the craziest outfits anyone has ever seen, but Marty The Party is in fact a close second.
THE MARTY THE PARTY BIO, by Marty The Party
Ok, bust this...what you are about to read is pretty much all true, except for the stuff that's made up! Now usually, anyone who breaks into the wrestling business does so because they sort of had and in somewhere with somebody...not all, but most do, in my opinion. In my case, my best friends sisters brother's boyfriend's brothers girlfriend new this guy who knew this kid who saw Ferris pass out at 31 flavors last night!! (just kidding...I had to hook that up in there...I'm an 80's movie mark!) Seriously, my wife's best friends brother knew a wrestler by the name of Jeff Starr, who then proceeded to accept an invite to my house for pizza and to watch Raw. (As Kenny Casanova has pointed out, I sort of bribed my way in through food!)
Anyway, we all talked wrestling for a few hours and after reciting every match that occurred since Starcade 1983, Jeff told me to go down to the World of Hurt Wrestling School in Schenectady, NY. I gladly did and started to train as a manager under the guidance of Hoss, JP Black and Jeff Starr himself. Jeff then introduced me to my soon to be "Mentor" The Prince of Passion, Kenny Casanova. To get into his good graces I offered him countless meals on my George Foreman grill, along with spotting him a couple o' quarters so he could buy not 6, not 9 , but his trade mark 20 piece chicken McNugget meal. We also just happen to go the the same college (at different times) so we had that to rap about. Kenny, along with Jeff Starr and Ole' HotBod Todd Taylor allowed me to go on the road with them and see what the Independent wrestling scene was truly like. They were nice enough to let me drive...which I soon made them regret because I definitely drive slow enough to drive Miss Daisy!! However, I appreciated the fact that they let me tag along because they could have just "kayfabed me" and told me some bs excuse as to why I couldn't go. These "herbs" really went out of their way to help me and for that, I will always be grateful.
Ok, enough tear jerk material...on to my first night in the "circus!"
After surviving a 3 hour car ride with 3 dudes I barely even knew, we arrived at the WWA New England show, run my indy promoter Mike Sparta. As I walked in the locker room at this little Elks Lodge looking place, I was greeted by Bill Alphonso and Tom Brandi, aka Sal Sincere of the WWF. I then met Tony Devito of ECW Baldie fame, WCW Saturday Nighter Rick Fuller and Orient Express member Pat Tanaka. I was a big shock to my system to see all these guys that I watched on TV for all these years up close in personal, but it was cool. All the "boys" were friendly and treated me well. I was simply known that night as Casanova's "toadie" but that was coo with me, for I was just happy to be at the show. Before I knew what hit me, Kenny had me booked on the show to do a comedy spot with Pat Tanaka. I nearly defecated my tighty whities when he told me. Ken Shamrock of the WWF was supposed to be at the show to face the Patriot, but he didn't show so I, yes I was to be his replacement...sort of. I dresses in a yellow and black Charlie Brown singlet, courtesy of the Prince of Passion Waredrobe Collection and was told to imitate "The World's most Dangerous Man." I continued to pace back stage until my music hit, which was something out of Pee Wee's Big Adventure.
As I came out, I did my best Shamrock impression, complete with the pause and the spastic yell and head slap. As I entered the ring, the fans were chanting "Nutsack, Nutsack" My name for that night was "The Well Hungarian" Nigel Nutsack, brainchild of Kenny Casanova. As I entered the ring and did my Shamrock gimmick to all sides of the crowd, Tanaka kicked me in the tummy and then chopped me real, real hard. I bumped to the canvas and rolled out of the ring. That was my first time in a wrestling ring in front of a live crowd. As I went to the back, Todd Taylor asked how my chest was because he said he never heard a chop that loud before. Although it did sting a little, I really didn't feel too much pain due to the adrenalin. Pat then came back after the match and thanked me, which I thought was awesome, since he was a veteran of the business and I had not even been born yet, so to speak.
That was my first night in the "circus." Shortly after this crazy weekend, the concept of Marty "The Party" Vain was created. Now I could tell all the intricate details of how "The Head Master of the Greek Council" was born, but like the Victoria Secrets catalog, I want to leave you something for the imagination.
I have since been a part
of many great wrestling shows since my first experience as "The
Well-Hungarian" Nigel Nutsack. As Marty "The Party"
Vain, I look forward to swinging my Jimmy Connors-like 2 handed paddle
backhand in a town near you....Until then, sit back, relax and let the