This has been an arduous task, but it's been made easier by the highly amusing comments made by several voters. The spread was impressive too - more than 60 names were proposed. I'll preface all of what's coming by noting that I had NO vote and, other than choosing the email address to send votes to, I had NO influence on any of the votes cast. I also have very little influence over what's in any of the write-ups. I've never even seen a number of these Bawbags in action, so I'm going almost entirely on comments made during the nominations process. All I've done is tidy them up and knit them together into a bravura blurb of Bawbag-booting. This is purely and simply the collective opinion of Scottish wrestling fans (and a handful of "insiders" too) about which athletes (and otherwise) make them wish they'd stayed at home and watched River City. If any wrestler reading doesn't like it, take a look at your performances over the last year and sort yourself out, Bawbag.
Now, you'll note I said athletes "and otherwise." There's good reason for this. And it's not just that some of the people appearing on this list aren't athletes in any conventional sense of the word. It's that some people considered one man so much of a Bawbag, they voted for him despite him not even being a fucking wrestler. He didn't make the official list, but for his crimes against wrestling, he still deserves his own write-up...
Honorary Bawbag Of The Year - Tom Aitken
Yes, the UKFF's own Dangerously420 is such a completely useless waste of perfectly good oxygen, he received more votes than some of the worst wrestlers I've ever seen in my life. One voter actually put him in FIRST place. That's right - he's only a ring announcer, yet this fan couldn't think of a single person that made him more angry about the state of Scottish wrestling. That's a Bawbag, right there.
This educationally subnormal freak posts some of the most inane shite this board has ever seen. Whether it be a ricockulous scam to try and get people to give away their mobile phones or his failed attempts to promote wrestling or his failed attempt at being a concert promoter or his future failed attempts at the same or running about like a twat with his shirt off after RVD won the title at One Night Stand 2 or ripping people off at one of his other AWESOME~! PPV parties or even that bizarre nonsense with the sherbet and the Red Bull or...well, pretty much anything he says, does or thinks, TAFKA Tommyboi manages to irritate all and sundry every time he tries to do anything other than sit quietly in his room with a large bottle of paracetamol and a bottle of vodka. But that's not the half of it. Oh no.
Tom Aitken is also a ring announcer. One can only assume the fucker works for free (or even pays for the privilege), because anyone who pays him to appear on their shows might as well just give people back their ticket money at the door while slapping their faces and feeling up their pre-pubescent sisters. As a ring announcer for BCW, PBW, W3L, and ICW, Aitken describes himself as "the voice of Scottish wrestling." If this is the case, then Scottish wrestling has a severe speech impediment and drools on the microphone. With the world's most gormless grin and a lack of self-awareness that would startle your average cartwheeling nudist on Argyle Street, Tommyboi can barely even say "commeeenth wessuwwing!" (he does this because some of these promotions can't be arsed to bring a bell to shows) without making a complete cunt of himself.
Fucking hell. I'm tired of talking about this prick already. You just know he'll be posting here in about two seconds, "taking it well" and thinking it's great that he's "over." Well you're not over, fucker. Over-rated, maybe. Over-used, certainly. Now all you need is to get over yourself. Bawbag.
Edited by Kenny McBride, 18 August 2008 - 19:51.