Post by adm on Dec 14, 2009 13:19:43 GMT -6
Numbers
Collision is done, my body is somewhat sore, it’s been a while, but I feel I’m getting more prepared, more ready for this match than before. The gym, it’s time to take a break from my workout. A workout…I guess you could call the BATES SYSTEM…sorry Sexy Jason, I just had to do that.
“I won, and have been placed in another preparatory match for the RIOT. This time, however, it has a stipulation. My number shall change if I am pinned or pin someone else, I take their number. Now…being the lowest on the match, I could lose, and be better off, but I do not want to lose, no. I also don’t see a point in changing my number. I like the number 3 actually. I really do.”
So I sit and drink water, hydrating my body as sweat pours down. Not as much as Harold Campbell did, and I have done far more than that overweight, horribly un-fit man has. He’s also mentally unstable, I wonder if it’s safe to even mention him, for fear of the repercussions.
“If anyone has been paying attention to my promos for the Riot Match, you realize I have no qualms about saying we are all on equal ground, no matter what number. The odds are no greater looking directly at them, by being number three or twenty three. It matters not. You still have to get to the end, and throw the last man besides yourself over the top. You need not do a DAMN thing more. Welcome to my plan, to bring ORDER to the CHAOS of this match, and ultimately, nCw.”
Chaotic terrain, emotionally unstable and physically changing evermore. That is this place right now, chaotic, constantly changing, not stable.
“To stabilize that which has gone out of control, you must think first of what was done before. Tyranny created order before. Adam Knite, like it or not, was the best World Champion since the last set of tyrants. Not since Lance and Spike, has this place been more stabilized by a central figure, almost impenetrable to damage to his ego or title reign until it was time for a change. The change, however, brought the cycle back into a chaotic one. You go from order, to CHAOS. And this match is the first step to returning to ORDER. Let’s look at these other men, for one second.”
Yes, three other men, Paul James, Harold Campbell and Sexy Jason. Amazingly, I’ve only faced one of these men before.
“So where are we getting all these fresh faces from? Some no-name federation which opens and closes like the seasons? Oh yes, Harold, I know you come from the same “prestigious” place that Sexy Jason took refuge in for a while on the side, as well as others like Angel, Spike Kane, Brad Kane, AJ Phoenix…but the thing is, when have these men been THAT great immediately after leaving that place? It drains you, Harold. It takes your soul; I’ve seen the damage it’s done. Damage to men who need to restructure their entire lives over months to regain what was lost in this place. You have weakened, and by the look of your flabby physique, you are nowhere near prepared for this match.”
And Sexy Jason, please send a set of your system to Harold…he desperately needs it.
“There’s nothing like watching stars fall, Harold. But the part about you is that you were never a star to begin with. Hardcore Harry was never feared, at least not outside of that garbage dump federation you come from. My research says the only men who were feared outside…well…they were men like Spike and AJ, not you.”
You’re just a crazed, flabby…FREAK!
“And don’t worry, Sexy, I’ll get to you in a moment, but…first…Paul James. Uh…who are you? I have no idea, let me…think. I did some looking at the description for you, it only really says you like Punk Rock and are new to this whole…wrestling thing. You seem to be a small, agile man. This isn’t a problem for me, Paul, for I can clip your wings. I can take you to the ground, to my world, and let you feel the pain of submission.”
And you will submit to ORDER.
“You see, I wish I knew more about you, it would be so much more fun to give you credit for something, but so far you’ve done little. But the absence of evidence of your skills is not the evidence of their absence. I know you have skills, Paul, not a soul here is allowed in without having had something of skills at one point, even an over-the-hill nutcase like Harold had something at some point. So basically, I can’t say you’re going to lose, hell, I can’t even say I’ll win, just that I’m good at SURVIVAL!”
And survival is always the name of the game. If you live to fight another day, win or lose, you’ll learn something. You learn from MISTAKES, and MISTAKES are ACTIONS…which speak louder…
“And Sexy Jason, what words do you speak about this Sexy System? You design a system of exercises, drinks, vitamins, equipment, all in the name of making a few bucks off your name and physique. I’ve been this well chiseled for years, even when my job was as sedentary as any other geek working technology behind a desk. I’m the one man you should fear, Sexy Jason, because one look at this ingredients list and I could tear your “theories” about enhancement to the ground, spouting words like “Carcinogen” or “Harmful Substance” or “Steroids”.”
Oh good god, he’s at it again, isn’t he? Back on the juice, Sexy? Is that your “secret”?
“Yes, I know, cheap shot, but…what have you honestly been SEEN DOING? Not a lot. You speak a lot of words, you don’t deliver in the gym, and in the ring, believe it or not, and you seem to hold your weight. What gives you the edge? Is it a drink? Is it a workout we never see you do? Or maybe you have a little *mocks shooting up steroids* help.”
Yes, we all know it’s so easy to say things like that, but with a former friend and teammate like big Hammer, you wonder what he got you into…and given the reaction to the taste of the shakes Angel had, well…it’s definitely not Sexy Delicious, that’s for sure.
“Sexy Jason, Harold, Paul; all of you are giving your all this week, I cannot doubt that. I cannot say I’ll win, or even come out with a better number in the Riot than I came in with. But you know what, it doesn’t matter. The numbers are just that, numbers. They have no meaning, they have no advantages or disadvantages to those who THINK and use PLANNING to overcome the CHAOS.”
And that’s what I’ll do, this week, and every week. Survive the CHOAS so that I can bring ORDER back to my life as well as nCw. For every generation, there are the heroes, and the villains, and then those who just DO things. Which will be more prevalent on Collision? Your ACTIONS, or your WORDS? Numbers are just that…NUMBERS, so I suggest you…
SHUT UP!