As I knelt in the ring clutching the belt to my chest, reality started to set in. Winning the World Wrestling Federation Championship did not fulfill my boyhood dream. It had far, far exceeded any dream I ever had as a boy. I tried to capture what winning the title meant to me during my post-match celebration, but it was so soon and everything was happening so fast. It would take a little time for everything to sink in completely.
When I made my way back to the dressing room, most of the guys came by and congratulated me. Whether they liked me or not, they knew about my desire to be a wrestler and to be the best. Everyone knew it was a huge moment for me. Wrestling was all I had in my life and this was my moment.
Pat Patterson, the man who had supported me from the first minute Marty [his former tag team partner] and I came in, and had supported me ever since, hugged me. Vince hugged me. Kevin hugged me. It was very emotional, and I was spent both physically and mentally, I broke down crying...
After I left the arena, I had a few moments to myself in my hotel room before I headed over for the post-Wrestlemania party that Vince throws every year. Alone in my room, I was finally able to take a moment a digest what had happened. I waited a long time for this to happen - twelve years. I always believed I could be the best wrestler in the world, but I didn't know if I would ever get to be champion and to be recognized as such. And then there was the constant struggle of being unpopular within the industry, I loved to wrestle, but the politics, the gossip, the "it's all a work, brother" drove me nuts, and I never felt at peace.
Now, I felt at peace. I felt relief and joy. It's the kind of joy I have everyday now. It comes from within. I had plenty of happy moments in my career, but those were different. Those were fleeting moments caused by an external event. Sitting on my bed, staring at the belt and remembering my drive to Louisiana so many years ago, I felt complete. I thought to myself, if it's all over tomorrow, it doesn't matter; I've gone to the top. Those few minutes in my room were nice and quiet. It was the best quiet I ever heard.
I understand winning the World Wrestling Federation Championship in sports entertainment is not the equivalent of winning the Super Bowl. But in this line of work, I don't know what else there is besides the world title that can signify that you deserve to be called the best in the business. If it isn't, at what point in our business do you get to say "Damn, good job you did it."