Jon Moxley has wanted to be Mick Foley his whole life. He talks in the book about loving Cactus Jack in WCW. And it continues with his attempt at being a New York Times best selling author. And just like in everything else, Mox is good but its no Have a Nice Day. Its very much a string of concisouness, and it ver much could have used a ghost writer, or at least a better copy editor. The story isn't told cronologically. That jumps back and forth between incredibly interesting, and incredibly impossible to follow. Moxley also interlaces with recommendations for his favorite movies, and favorite music. Perhaps the best part is "Jokes Claudio told me," that my wife appreciated me telling her each day as I read them, sprinkled between storis of loss, of having sex and more F words than I've ever heard from a protagonist narrator. Its not bad, I'd read it again.