Post by Seth Evans on Jan 25, 2013 17:23:21 GMT -6
"This week... will be an especially tough week. There's a part of me that, of course, wants to take the win; but there's another part of me that wants to take Gib out of the picture... a part of me that doesn't even want to consider the former World Champion as being in this match. A part of me that wants to set my eyes on Alex Jones and extract every bit of revenge that I can on him before I face him in one week for the X Title!
What to do?"
Feeling a little frustrated over the words that I've constantly heard since returning to the ring, I stared blankly into the television screen in front of me... Hoping to enjoy a day of Halo 4, after sharing a few words; and what was said to me was the only thing that truly had control of my mind. I lick my lips before breaking the silence.
"I'm... truly... tired... of having to repeat myself. Week in, and week out. I'm having to repeat myself to everybody that refuses to pay attention. Gib, Alex Jones; listen up. Especially you, Alex, because I'm not going to want to repeat myself for next week --- when I stepped away from nCw after losing the finals of Road To The Gold to Gib's very own son, Xander Famularo; I didn't take my ball, and go home. I didn't go to Kelly and demand immediate release from my contract... I did what almost every other wrestler in nCw does on a weekly basis. I got my ass back up, and I got into the ring for another match. Do you want to know what happened there? I had more bad luck. But I got my ass back up, and I got into the ring for another match.
It was an injury that put me on the sidelines for as long as it did.
Everyday that I was sitting at home, I was hoping that the doctor would give me a call and tell me that I've been cleared to wrestle... The day finally came that he did call. The day finally came where he cleared me to wrestle --- but he advised that I take another couple months... fearing that I would agitate the injury that put me on the side.
And how did I respond?
By brushing off what the doctor advised, and calling Kelly Knite immediately, willing to sign another contract! At a severely reduced pay... Just for the reason that I felt obliged for being unable to fulfill my previous contract.
That's the truth of the matter, and that is the very last time that I'm going to explain it to you --- or anyone --- if anyone else wishes to accuse me of taking my ball and going home, they can save this to their DVR and use this as a reference to be able to get their facts straight. Because the only thing that gets me more upset than taking a loss, is people that can't do something as simple as getting their facts straight. Ignoring the truth to make a futile attempt to justify themselves."
I take a deep breath, having finally gotten a lot of that off of my chest. I can't help but sigh and allow a smirk to come to my face, being amused by the people that constantly speak without thinking. Another thing popped in my head, and was it going to be disrespectful? Who f*cking knew?!
"Another thing to you, Gib... Your son, he is a great wrestler. You, are a great wrestler. I'm not going to take anything away from either one of you! But neither one of you will ever be good enough to end my career! I apologized to your son for what I said to him. For doubting his ability, and even insulting his ability. I apologized for it.
Do you think I give a sh*t if he doesn't accept my apology?
You have another thing coming, man, because I don't.
If he wants to carry the chip on his shoulder, or if you want to carry it for him, by all means! I did what I could, and if you choose to accept my apology then there's that... we can be professionals. We can be competitors. But if choose to continue to judge me based off a past mistake --- then you're the one that is making a whole new mistake."
I chuckle to myself, and continue.
"I was about to apologize, just one more time --- but you know what... I'm not. My apology is already on the table and it's always going to be there for you to accept or leave, but I'm not offering another."
Shaking my head to the camera, I adjust in my seat. I look directly into the camera and there was no true anger left inside of me... Not for Gib. There was no remorse. The truth was that I couldn't keep the smile off my face.
"There's absolutely no doubt in my mind that between Alex Jones and Gib, both of them are looking at me... and both of them hate me more than they do the other. It's strange; I'm the one with the biggest 'X' marked on my back. Both of you have been in nCw for a long time, longer than I, and both of you have made a great name for yourselves... It's clear to see the respect that you both have for each other. You may not be friends, you may not like each other; but you've both been up and down the road many times with each other. You've both poured your hearts out and bled for nCw.
And what do you see when you look at me?
You see the same kid that signed his contract in August 2009... The one that couldn't take defeat after multiple attempts at the X-Division Championship, held by Rob Diamond at that time. You see the same kid that returned to nCw with a chip on his shoulder and aimed at conquering the entire New Championship Wrestling by stepping on and spitting on the legacy that every other wrestler in the back has made for themselves... And, by your own words, you see the kid that took his ball and went home.
ONCE.
I'm not that kid, though... Throughout my time as the one who would spit on everyone, and walk over everyone, there was something that clicked in my head --- and I was willing to use those methods to get everything that I wanted. But it helped me stand as the man that I am today; it helped me stand as the man that will not accept failure...
My goal. My overall goal in New Championship Wrestling is to go into the Hall of Fame! There's nothing that will stop me from getting there. And I had it set in my mind over one year ago... It most definitely would not be Xander Famularo to take credit for ending the career of Seth Evans. If Rob Diamond couldn't, I'll be damned if anyone else could come close! I have a long path ahead of me. It starts with taking the X Title away from Alex Jones, giving him... what I believe... might be his shortest title reign, ever. And it will continue to the day that I take the World Championship away from whoever is holding it. And beyond."
First things first, I think... First things first, I have to deal with the two that are directly ahead of me.
"I have got my work cut out for me, because even when you guys don't pay attention, there's no denying the credibility that surrounds both of you... Gib, a former World Champion. One-half of the reigning Tag Team Champions. A legend within nCw... Alex Jones, my friend. My brother. The one who allowed his soul to become tainted by one of a pirate, and was willing to do just what I was willing to do over one year ago.
Step on everyone.
Spit on anyone.
I've just taken a victory in another triple threat contest... Where Nathan Webb and Steve Awesome were the participants. That means that I've already defeated a two time National and two time World Champion, Hall of Famer, Steve Awesome.
I've taken the victory back from Nathan Webb, and let him know that I could hang on his level...
Like I said to Steve; I'm no stranger to facing the people that are nearing the top of the mountain. I'm no stranger to facing people that either were or have become legends within the walls of nCw! Rob Diamond, Falcon, Xavier Williams, Joe Everyman... and the latest name that I can add to that list. Steve Awesome!
But I know what you're thinking, and what you're thinking is true.
Neither one of you are those people. Both of you have faced the likes of them, both of you have shared many battles with them... Some, you've won. Others, you've lost. Either way, it's not going to be the same match that I had last week --- it's not going to be a match that I've had before.
It's going to be a spectacle.
Gib...
Whether you like me, hate me, respect me or not... I don't give a damn. The one thing that you have to accept is that I am here --- and I am going to be a big f*cking deal.
Alex Jones...
I want to tell you that when the three of us step into the ring this Saturday; I'm going to focus on the main task of winning... But I'm going to make sure that I spill your blood before you leave that arena! I'm going to make sure that when the end of the week comes, and we start counting down the seven days to Metamorphosis, you realize how dangerously close you're coming to the end of your reign as the X Champion.
Best of luck to you, Gib.
End."
I take my attention away from the camera and just look ahead to Halo 4. One day away from a hardcore match with two of the toughest people in nCw... Nine days away from taking my second nCw title and doing something with it.
{The scene ends.}
What to do?"
Feeling a little frustrated over the words that I've constantly heard since returning to the ring, I stared blankly into the television screen in front of me... Hoping to enjoy a day of Halo 4, after sharing a few words; and what was said to me was the only thing that truly had control of my mind. I lick my lips before breaking the silence.
"I'm... truly... tired... of having to repeat myself. Week in, and week out. I'm having to repeat myself to everybody that refuses to pay attention. Gib, Alex Jones; listen up. Especially you, Alex, because I'm not going to want to repeat myself for next week --- when I stepped away from nCw after losing the finals of Road To The Gold to Gib's very own son, Xander Famularo; I didn't take my ball, and go home. I didn't go to Kelly and demand immediate release from my contract... I did what almost every other wrestler in nCw does on a weekly basis. I got my ass back up, and I got into the ring for another match. Do you want to know what happened there? I had more bad luck. But I got my ass back up, and I got into the ring for another match.
It was an injury that put me on the sidelines for as long as it did.
Everyday that I was sitting at home, I was hoping that the doctor would give me a call and tell me that I've been cleared to wrestle... The day finally came that he did call. The day finally came where he cleared me to wrestle --- but he advised that I take another couple months... fearing that I would agitate the injury that put me on the side.
And how did I respond?
By brushing off what the doctor advised, and calling Kelly Knite immediately, willing to sign another contract! At a severely reduced pay... Just for the reason that I felt obliged for being unable to fulfill my previous contract.
That's the truth of the matter, and that is the very last time that I'm going to explain it to you --- or anyone --- if anyone else wishes to accuse me of taking my ball and going home, they can save this to their DVR and use this as a reference to be able to get their facts straight. Because the only thing that gets me more upset than taking a loss, is people that can't do something as simple as getting their facts straight. Ignoring the truth to make a futile attempt to justify themselves."
I take a deep breath, having finally gotten a lot of that off of my chest. I can't help but sigh and allow a smirk to come to my face, being amused by the people that constantly speak without thinking. Another thing popped in my head, and was it going to be disrespectful? Who f*cking knew?!
"Another thing to you, Gib... Your son, he is a great wrestler. You, are a great wrestler. I'm not going to take anything away from either one of you! But neither one of you will ever be good enough to end my career! I apologized to your son for what I said to him. For doubting his ability, and even insulting his ability. I apologized for it.
Do you think I give a sh*t if he doesn't accept my apology?
You have another thing coming, man, because I don't.
If he wants to carry the chip on his shoulder, or if you want to carry it for him, by all means! I did what I could, and if you choose to accept my apology then there's that... we can be professionals. We can be competitors. But if choose to continue to judge me based off a past mistake --- then you're the one that is making a whole new mistake."
I chuckle to myself, and continue.
"I was about to apologize, just one more time --- but you know what... I'm not. My apology is already on the table and it's always going to be there for you to accept or leave, but I'm not offering another."
Shaking my head to the camera, I adjust in my seat. I look directly into the camera and there was no true anger left inside of me... Not for Gib. There was no remorse. The truth was that I couldn't keep the smile off my face.
"There's absolutely no doubt in my mind that between Alex Jones and Gib, both of them are looking at me... and both of them hate me more than they do the other. It's strange; I'm the one with the biggest 'X' marked on my back. Both of you have been in nCw for a long time, longer than I, and both of you have made a great name for yourselves... It's clear to see the respect that you both have for each other. You may not be friends, you may not like each other; but you've both been up and down the road many times with each other. You've both poured your hearts out and bled for nCw.
And what do you see when you look at me?
You see the same kid that signed his contract in August 2009... The one that couldn't take defeat after multiple attempts at the X-Division Championship, held by Rob Diamond at that time. You see the same kid that returned to nCw with a chip on his shoulder and aimed at conquering the entire New Championship Wrestling by stepping on and spitting on the legacy that every other wrestler in the back has made for themselves... And, by your own words, you see the kid that took his ball and went home.
ONCE.
I'm not that kid, though... Throughout my time as the one who would spit on everyone, and walk over everyone, there was something that clicked in my head --- and I was willing to use those methods to get everything that I wanted. But it helped me stand as the man that I am today; it helped me stand as the man that will not accept failure...
My goal. My overall goal in New Championship Wrestling is to go into the Hall of Fame! There's nothing that will stop me from getting there. And I had it set in my mind over one year ago... It most definitely would not be Xander Famularo to take credit for ending the career of Seth Evans. If Rob Diamond couldn't, I'll be damned if anyone else could come close! I have a long path ahead of me. It starts with taking the X Title away from Alex Jones, giving him... what I believe... might be his shortest title reign, ever. And it will continue to the day that I take the World Championship away from whoever is holding it. And beyond."
First things first, I think... First things first, I have to deal with the two that are directly ahead of me.
"I have got my work cut out for me, because even when you guys don't pay attention, there's no denying the credibility that surrounds both of you... Gib, a former World Champion. One-half of the reigning Tag Team Champions. A legend within nCw... Alex Jones, my friend. My brother. The one who allowed his soul to become tainted by one of a pirate, and was willing to do just what I was willing to do over one year ago.
Step on everyone.
Spit on anyone.
I've just taken a victory in another triple threat contest... Where Nathan Webb and Steve Awesome were the participants. That means that I've already defeated a two time National and two time World Champion, Hall of Famer, Steve Awesome.
I've taken the victory back from Nathan Webb, and let him know that I could hang on his level...
Like I said to Steve; I'm no stranger to facing the people that are nearing the top of the mountain. I'm no stranger to facing people that either were or have become legends within the walls of nCw! Rob Diamond, Falcon, Xavier Williams, Joe Everyman... and the latest name that I can add to that list. Steve Awesome!
But I know what you're thinking, and what you're thinking is true.
Neither one of you are those people. Both of you have faced the likes of them, both of you have shared many battles with them... Some, you've won. Others, you've lost. Either way, it's not going to be the same match that I had last week --- it's not going to be a match that I've had before.
It's going to be a spectacle.
Gib...
Whether you like me, hate me, respect me or not... I don't give a damn. The one thing that you have to accept is that I am here --- and I am going to be a big f*cking deal.
Alex Jones...
I want to tell you that when the three of us step into the ring this Saturday; I'm going to focus on the main task of winning... But I'm going to make sure that I spill your blood before you leave that arena! I'm going to make sure that when the end of the week comes, and we start counting down the seven days to Metamorphosis, you realize how dangerously close you're coming to the end of your reign as the X Champion.
Best of luck to you, Gib.
End."
I take my attention away from the camera and just look ahead to Halo 4. One day away from a hardcore match with two of the toughest people in nCw... Nine days away from taking my second nCw title and doing something with it.
{The scene ends.}