Making the Towns
Brian Logan has spent over thirty years in the business of professional wrestling. Though the history of his journals, he retells the stories about his experiences.
Episodes
11 episodes
Thirty Bucks And A High-Speed Escape
One bad line as a heel can get a laugh, or it can get a riot. We start the 1998 entries of my wrestling road journal and the memories hit fast: tiny payoffs, long drives, and the constant balancing act of trying to get over while still getting ...
The Night A Dollar Bill Hit A Dancer
A local pollen strain in the Smoky Mountains can derail your whole week, and somehow that is still not the strangest part of my day. I’m Brian Logan, and this chapter of Making the Towns moves fast: a quick life update, a big wrestling booking ...
From WCW Retakes To WWF Tryouts A Wrestler’s Road Journal
Three tries. One TV match. Zero room for excuses. When we hit WCW TV in Gainesville, Georgia, the night turns into a crash course on what “getting it right for television” really means and why veterans get asked to call the match when the wheel...
What Does A Dream Tryout Cost A Wrestler.
[A wrestling career isn’t just highlights and entrance music, it’s mileage, mistakes, weird bookings, and the kind of lessons you only learn by doing the work. We’re recording on the Friday before WrestleMania, talking Hall of Fame excitement a...
From Canada To Arkansas: A 1995 Wrestling Loop
The wrestling business doesn’t happen in highlight reels. It happens in the miles between towns, the pay envelopes that barely cover gas, and the quiet lessons you get from veterans when you’re still green and trying to prove you belong.
Getting Stiffed In Wrestling
A promoter doesn’t pay the locker room, a legend tries to make it right, and suddenly you learn the hard way what “the business” actually means. That’s the energy we’re bringing today as I go from a bizarre sun poisoning tanning bed story to re...
I Retired From Wrestling Then The Road Pulled Me Back In
I quit pro wrestling, went “normal,” and spent my days handling puppies while I tried to clear my head. Then my wife Ashley hit me with the truth: I still had the stories, I still had the itch, and maybe it was time to stop telling them only at...
From Smoky Mountain To Memphis: A Rookie’s Road Diary
One loud moment can teach you more than a year of training, especially when it ends with “we no longer need your services.” We’re back in 1994 for a stretch of territory hopping that takes us from Smoky Mountain Wrestling TV to the USWA loop th...
Do Not Go To The Hamburger Stand
The first time a crowd goes quiet can be the loudest sign that wrestling is about to change. We’re back in Smoky Mountain Wrestling territory for March and April 1994, when I step into a fresh masked tag gimmick as one of the Infernos and end u...
Getting Pretzeled For Fifty Bucks
He worked the same opponents night after night, got twisted into holds he couldn’t escape, and still went home thrilled because someone handed him fifty bucks and another chance to learn. That’s the early reality of Smoky Mountain Wrestling in ...