Post by Seth Evans on Nov 9, 2012 16:50:28 GMT -6
{The scene opens up inside the living room of Seth Evans, the place where he rested for the eleven months that he was forced out of action. He's sitting on the couch with his head down and as the camera creeps around to stand in front of him, he lifts his head and begins to speak.}
"Injuries occur every single night in the world of professional wrestling. The majority of these injuries can be healed just by getting a good night's rest. However, some of these injuries put people on the sidelines for months. Even years. Unfortunately, I received one of these sidelining injuries --- Fortunately, it wasn't for years."
{A sigh of relief escapes his lips.}
"For eleven months, I was forced to sit on the side and watch everyone else flourish around me. Andrew Jacobsen. Roberto Verona. A lot of people. People that I once saw myself on the same stage with, on the same level, in the same league, and I saw these people rise through the ranks during my absence --- and become the World Heavyweight Champion. The only thing racing through my mind when I saw these people become the World Champion, the only question I had in my mind was: Why not me? Why was I not the World Champion? Why could I not become the World Champion? The answer isn't that I couldn't... because I could... but this injury just put everything on a delay. I'm not holding a grudge against anybody that started around the same time I did and saw all this success that I didn't. Because this thing could have very well happened to them."
{He chuckles at the thought, but shakes his head, a little ashamed of himself for allowing it to happen to himself.}
"I should have been more careful with what I was doing in the ring to keep this from happening. But accidents happen... and I'll gladly start everything all over. I'm not going to regret anything I've done.
While I was resting at my home, though, I received a lot of questions. Questions from fans, friends, and family. But there was one specific question that stood out to me that many of them asked, many times over --- family, especially --- because they may have not believed my answer.
Was I planning on returning to world of professional wrestling?
Specifically, was I planning on returning to New Championship Wrestling?
It was never a question to me. It didn't trouble me due to having to think about it, because I never did... The reason that it stood out to me was because I know that there are other professional wrestlers, and athletes in general, who get injured like I did --- who have not been able to return. Who were not given the option of answering that question. The answer was given to them. I feel fortunate that I was able to make this decision, on my own, and that I did decide to make my return not only to professional wrestling, but to New Championship Wrestling."
{Leaning forward in his seat, he brings his left arm forward to point back to himself.}
"It was not a question to me."
{He remains forward, but lowers his arm back down while continuing.}
"I reminded every single one of you this past week on Collision what keeps me from sitting at home, and what keeps me coming back to this place and competing... whether it's mental fatigue, or doctor's orders... I love nCw. From the very first time I placed my foot in its doors, I loved nCw. Whether it was Leonard Fox running it, Chris Diamond, Kelly Knite, or even Wes Fox. I love nCw. Enough that I made a promise on my very first time on the camera, and in case you weren't paying attention on Collision, allow me to tell you what it was now.
I promised that I would become the World Champion of New Championship Wrestling. I promised that the day would come where they induct me into the Hall of Fame. And there's one thing about me, whether you all love me or hate me, there's one thing that you can't deny about me; I dream big, and I don't let my dreams go! I don't let someone tell me that I can't do it. It fuels me. Until my last breath goes, I will keep dreaming and I will keep accomplishing every single one of them.
My dreams did not go exactly according to plan, though... during my last stay, I pissed off a lot of people. There's still a lot of people that don't like me simply because they don't feel that I have changed a thing. Back then, I was young... I was cocky... I was arrogant. What am I now?"
{He lifts one hand up with his index finger extended out.}
"Young."
{He extends out his middle finger to join his index finger.}
"Cocky."
{He goes for the ring finger, but stops it and looks up as if this last thing was still being questioned in his mind.}
"Arrogant?"
{Lifting his voice, it seemed as if he were just trying to convince himself. He was still young, he was still cocky, but he didn't want to be arrogant.}
"I believed that everybody owed me something. I believed that everybody should be paying attention to me. I believed that everybody should be thanking me... If you didn't, I would strike you in the back and never think twice. I turned my back from the people that believed in me."
{Finally allowing a smirk to breakthrough on his face, he turns it into a smile and shakes his head while reflecting back on the third option.}
"I'm no longer that arrogant kid. I'm young and I'm cocky, but arrogant is no longer there... Just from last week, I realized something from these fans. Just from the eleven months I was out, the e-mails I received from fans hoping and wishing that I would come back; I realized something. The support I had. What it all made me realize; I didn't deserve it. I didn't deserve to have these people asking me to come back into the ring, because I wasn't that hero that they wanted me to be. I wasn't a hero that they needed.
I was a villain.
And I made mistakes while I was a villain. Disrespected people that didn't deserve it, pushed people around --- I had an ego. I felt that I was the best damn wrestler that this company had to offer."
{His voice lifted with pride at the mere thought.}
"Do I still feel that way?
I'm not going to lie to any of you. I do.
But I know that I'm not alone. Who doesn't think of themselves as the best wrestler in the world?"
{Pausing for a moment as if someone would actually speak up and claim there to be a difference.}
"Unlike last time, I'm not going to let this get to my head. There have been dozens of people before me, and there will be many people after me, that have earned the respect of their peers and the fans. I have no right to take it away from them.
That doesn't mean that I have to take it from others.
That's where you, Josh Stevens, decided to cross the line. Everybody has heard --- this week, my opponent is this newcomer. Josh Stevens. Facing off against the returning! Seth! Evans! This entire week, I've been trying to study my opponent between my games of Halo 4, and do you want to know what I see?"
{Adjusting in his seat, he takes a deep breath before muttering these next words.}
"I see me."
{He snickers, but adds some more to say.}
"A bigger me."
{Referring to the fact that Josh Stevens was larger than Seth Evans, physically.}
"The last time that I was here, there was no line that I wouldn't have crossed. There was no man that I wouldn't have stepped on. All the way down to the smallest of details! We are both from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. We are both first generation wrestlers. Big in the indies! We both view ourselves as 'God's Gift'. Similarities upon similarities.
I'm not going to pull, what I'll refer to as a 'Falcon' to you. Because when I was the newcomer, and I had this ego... that man... Falcon... tried to sway me back on the right path. Should I have listened to his advice? Yes. Did I? No. That's why I'm not even going to bother with you because I know how stubborn I was, and that makes me know just how stubborn you'll be.
You'll make your mistakes. As a rookie. You will make your mistakes, like I made my mistakes. Also like me, you will catch your mistakes and you'll come to the same realization that I did.
There are some mistakes that neither one of us will be able to erase, though. Mine might have been insulting Xander Famularo, which you encourage and say that I should 'keep my balls', and keep those words strong towards him --- they don't stand. If he chooses to forgive me. He can. If he chooses to extract his revenge by facing me in the ring. We can do that, too.
And that's how I feel. Because you decided to bring my fiancee into this conversation... Is she standing beside me, at this moment? No. Is she going to be standing in my corner on Trauma? No. Is she going to be facing you in the ring at Trauma? No. She is absolutely no concern of yours, period... but you chose to disrespect her. That's a mistake that you will regret.
At Trauma."
{Scene ends.}
"Injuries occur every single night in the world of professional wrestling. The majority of these injuries can be healed just by getting a good night's rest. However, some of these injuries put people on the sidelines for months. Even years. Unfortunately, I received one of these sidelining injuries --- Fortunately, it wasn't for years."
{A sigh of relief escapes his lips.}
"For eleven months, I was forced to sit on the side and watch everyone else flourish around me. Andrew Jacobsen. Roberto Verona. A lot of people. People that I once saw myself on the same stage with, on the same level, in the same league, and I saw these people rise through the ranks during my absence --- and become the World Heavyweight Champion. The only thing racing through my mind when I saw these people become the World Champion, the only question I had in my mind was: Why not me? Why was I not the World Champion? Why could I not become the World Champion? The answer isn't that I couldn't... because I could... but this injury just put everything on a delay. I'm not holding a grudge against anybody that started around the same time I did and saw all this success that I didn't. Because this thing could have very well happened to them."
{He chuckles at the thought, but shakes his head, a little ashamed of himself for allowing it to happen to himself.}
"I should have been more careful with what I was doing in the ring to keep this from happening. But accidents happen... and I'll gladly start everything all over. I'm not going to regret anything I've done.
While I was resting at my home, though, I received a lot of questions. Questions from fans, friends, and family. But there was one specific question that stood out to me that many of them asked, many times over --- family, especially --- because they may have not believed my answer.
Was I planning on returning to world of professional wrestling?
Specifically, was I planning on returning to New Championship Wrestling?
It was never a question to me. It didn't trouble me due to having to think about it, because I never did... The reason that it stood out to me was because I know that there are other professional wrestlers, and athletes in general, who get injured like I did --- who have not been able to return. Who were not given the option of answering that question. The answer was given to them. I feel fortunate that I was able to make this decision, on my own, and that I did decide to make my return not only to professional wrestling, but to New Championship Wrestling."
{Leaning forward in his seat, he brings his left arm forward to point back to himself.}
"It was not a question to me."
{He remains forward, but lowers his arm back down while continuing.}
"I reminded every single one of you this past week on Collision what keeps me from sitting at home, and what keeps me coming back to this place and competing... whether it's mental fatigue, or doctor's orders... I love nCw. From the very first time I placed my foot in its doors, I loved nCw. Whether it was Leonard Fox running it, Chris Diamond, Kelly Knite, or even Wes Fox. I love nCw. Enough that I made a promise on my very first time on the camera, and in case you weren't paying attention on Collision, allow me to tell you what it was now.
I promised that I would become the World Champion of New Championship Wrestling. I promised that the day would come where they induct me into the Hall of Fame. And there's one thing about me, whether you all love me or hate me, there's one thing that you can't deny about me; I dream big, and I don't let my dreams go! I don't let someone tell me that I can't do it. It fuels me. Until my last breath goes, I will keep dreaming and I will keep accomplishing every single one of them.
My dreams did not go exactly according to plan, though... during my last stay, I pissed off a lot of people. There's still a lot of people that don't like me simply because they don't feel that I have changed a thing. Back then, I was young... I was cocky... I was arrogant. What am I now?"
{He lifts one hand up with his index finger extended out.}
"Young."
{He extends out his middle finger to join his index finger.}
"Cocky."
{He goes for the ring finger, but stops it and looks up as if this last thing was still being questioned in his mind.}
"Arrogant?"
{Lifting his voice, it seemed as if he were just trying to convince himself. He was still young, he was still cocky, but he didn't want to be arrogant.}
"I believed that everybody owed me something. I believed that everybody should be paying attention to me. I believed that everybody should be thanking me... If you didn't, I would strike you in the back and never think twice. I turned my back from the people that believed in me."
{Finally allowing a smirk to breakthrough on his face, he turns it into a smile and shakes his head while reflecting back on the third option.}
"I'm no longer that arrogant kid. I'm young and I'm cocky, but arrogant is no longer there... Just from last week, I realized something from these fans. Just from the eleven months I was out, the e-mails I received from fans hoping and wishing that I would come back; I realized something. The support I had. What it all made me realize; I didn't deserve it. I didn't deserve to have these people asking me to come back into the ring, because I wasn't that hero that they wanted me to be. I wasn't a hero that they needed.
I was a villain.
And I made mistakes while I was a villain. Disrespected people that didn't deserve it, pushed people around --- I had an ego. I felt that I was the best damn wrestler that this company had to offer."
{His voice lifted with pride at the mere thought.}
"Do I still feel that way?
I'm not going to lie to any of you. I do.
But I know that I'm not alone. Who doesn't think of themselves as the best wrestler in the world?"
{Pausing for a moment as if someone would actually speak up and claim there to be a difference.}
"Unlike last time, I'm not going to let this get to my head. There have been dozens of people before me, and there will be many people after me, that have earned the respect of their peers and the fans. I have no right to take it away from them.
That doesn't mean that I have to take it from others.
That's where you, Josh Stevens, decided to cross the line. Everybody has heard --- this week, my opponent is this newcomer. Josh Stevens. Facing off against the returning! Seth! Evans! This entire week, I've been trying to study my opponent between my games of Halo 4, and do you want to know what I see?"
{Adjusting in his seat, he takes a deep breath before muttering these next words.}
"I see me."
{He snickers, but adds some more to say.}
"A bigger me."
{Referring to the fact that Josh Stevens was larger than Seth Evans, physically.}
"The last time that I was here, there was no line that I wouldn't have crossed. There was no man that I wouldn't have stepped on. All the way down to the smallest of details! We are both from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. We are both first generation wrestlers. Big in the indies! We both view ourselves as 'God's Gift'. Similarities upon similarities.
I'm not going to pull, what I'll refer to as a 'Falcon' to you. Because when I was the newcomer, and I had this ego... that man... Falcon... tried to sway me back on the right path. Should I have listened to his advice? Yes. Did I? No. That's why I'm not even going to bother with you because I know how stubborn I was, and that makes me know just how stubborn you'll be.
You'll make your mistakes. As a rookie. You will make your mistakes, like I made my mistakes. Also like me, you will catch your mistakes and you'll come to the same realization that I did.
There are some mistakes that neither one of us will be able to erase, though. Mine might have been insulting Xander Famularo, which you encourage and say that I should 'keep my balls', and keep those words strong towards him --- they don't stand. If he chooses to forgive me. He can. If he chooses to extract his revenge by facing me in the ring. We can do that, too.
And that's how I feel. Because you decided to bring my fiancee into this conversation... Is she standing beside me, at this moment? No. Is she going to be standing in my corner on Trauma? No. Is she going to be facing you in the ring at Trauma? No. She is absolutely no concern of yours, period... but you chose to disrespect her. That's a mistake that you will regret.
At Trauma."
{Scene ends.}