Dan Ryan

  • Open the Door, Hal

    I. Houston, Texas. August 7, 2019. Home. It’s been a really hectic month. Florida…. New York…. Cuba… Jamaica… Florida again… Lawsuits… WAR GAMES…. Sometimes you just have to get back home and recharge, and with a two week post-War Games break on tap, that’s just what Dan Ryan decided...
  • Into the Breach

    I. ”I’m not going to fucking Burbank.” Dan Ryan bellowed into his cell phone, a deep scowl on his face. “Yeah, well I’m in Tampa. You know, where we have a fairly big match in two days. So you tell Jack that we can talk when he climbs in...
  • Clearing the Road

    I. “You look like fucking shit.” Dan Ryan minces no words, looking over The Only Star, Eric Dane. Dane was starting to look better, but the figurative and literal scars from Refueled VI were still present, most notably by way of his need to lean against the pool table...
  • War is Hell

    I. July 12. Yuengling Center. Tampa, FL. “I’m fine.” Two medical personnel buzz around Dan Ryan, one cleaning a small gash on his head; a present from John Sektor. The other is shining a very annoying light in his eye to check for concussion symptoms. The doctor doesn’t look...
  • Find Out What it Means to Me

    I. “I don’t know what got into me. I just…. snapped.” Dan Ryan looked straight ahead, talking to someone and no one at all. The living room of this rented cottage in Port Royal was nowhere near the lavish digs at home, but the all-white interior and beachfront location...
  • The Shot Heard ‘Round the World

    Sunday, June 30. Around 36 hours after Refueled V. Dan Ryan is, well, not pacing around his house exactly. But, he’s aggressively getting some minor chores done. There was a crew here to take care of some minor repairs to the deck on the guest house out back. He...
  • You’re Sure To Go Farthington

    I. Houston, Texas, circa 2012. Shortly after the announcement for Empire Pro Wrestling’s King of the Cage: Tag Team Edition, of which Daniel J. Ryan is the owner of…. which. “What the fuck is this?” Dan Ryan is sitting behind a large cherry-stained executive desk looking through a manila...
  • They Come in Threes

    ”So, guess who you’re facing in your first match?” Eric Dane smiles that broad ONLY STAR smile as only he can as he saunters into the room. Dan Ryan grunts. He hates guessing games. “I hate guessing games. Who is it?” Dane shrugs. “All I’m gonna say is —...
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