Post by Mike Laszlo on Jan 26, 2013 19:44:41 GMT -6
So I’ve been sitting here brooding for a week; alone, by myself, not a soul around.
Alright! Fine! You caught me. I didn’t do any of that.
What I did do, was think about last week. Last week; where I defeated yet another champion in this place. Last week; where I proved that I am still the best to ever hold the X Championship by defeating said champion, Alex Jones.
Now although Alex put up a fight, and I commend him for it…I proved again why I am in a league of my own. A league unmatched by anyone in this company. Now before either of my opponents this week take that phrase and twist it into something it is not, let me set it straight. Me being in a league of my own by no means makes me invincible. There’s the occasional fluke win, or a bad spell, or slump, but me being in a league of my own does mean that win or lose I will continue to step through that curtain and I will avenge any loss to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am simply put the best period.
Now then, before I get to my opponents this week, and boy do I have a lot to say there, I would like to respond to our World Champion who can’t seem to ever, and I mean EEEEEEEVER, get me out of his head.
In your little tirade, you mentioned a word that I find you mentioning to be, how do I put this? Oh yes, ironic.
The question now is, which of the nine hundred and eighty words, you said involving me am I talking about?
ILLUSION.
That right Berto. You uttering that word from your lips is so far past ironic that it is indescribable. You see, the only illusion, and it is a good one, over the past two-plus months is your sense of self. For that two months plus now you’ve gone on and on and on about how you are the bringer of the new generation in NCW. You are the one who blazed the path to greatness for the rest of us to follow in. Well Robbie, I can’t speak, nor would I want to, for the rest of this locker room, but I myself? I blaze my own path. I walk to the beat of my own drum. You here or not, and let me tell you Roberto, I would still be in this same position with someone else’s hand-picked puppet, or as they say on the streets, someone’s hand-picked BITCH!
You can talk all you want about contracts and legalities, but in the end, you aren’t your own man. The macho façade you put on about agreements, and contracts, but in the end, you’ll always be Kelly’s garbage man. You may have a plan Verona, but she always has her finger on the pulse, and the moment you cross her, she’ll make your life a living hell as she did before your pact. I don’t care if your significant other is an attorney; trust me when I tell you that you will not win any war.
Which is apropos because that same statement applies to our war. We’ve raged war for two-plus months, each winning our own battles. At Metamorphosis I put my foot down, or should I say my knee up in your face and end this war once and for all.
As far as this Sunday goes, the contract signing, I’ll see you then…if not sooner.
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Title: Want Turns To Need (Spontaneous I)
Location: Tallahassee, Florida
Time: 7:07 PM EASTERN Time
It’s been a while since I’ve done something with my family that one would consider fun. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not, nor have I ever, nor will I ever be neglecting them, it’s just been the normal routine the last few weeks and to be quite honest, it’s been kind of boring. So here I was sitting on the bed in my hotel room, looking some things up on my Tablet while the rest of the family, Lindsay, and my daughter Britney were watching Animal Planet, and a show that has become one of our favorites, Pit Bulls and Parolees. Before the second to last commercial there was a commercial to come and adopt a pit bull from their rescue center. It was then that they showed the website address. After typing the address into my Tablet and browsing through the site a little bit, I saw the best looking dog I’ve ever seen in my entire life. As I scrolled down the fourth page of adoptable dogs, in the bottom left I saw “King.” He was black with a white underbelly and some white on his paws. As I sat there for a moment and though about it, our household back home was quiet without a dog. For the majority of my life I always had a dog, but when it came to traveling and whatnot for shows and different promotions, I didn’t reinvest in a dog after my last pit bull died, and sorry to the other breeds but that is the only kind of dog that I would consider.
After reading King’s profile, I got the girls’ attention.
Mike Laszlo: Hey, what would you guys think if I got a dog?
Lindsay Laszlo: Really? I’ve wanted a dog ever since I started watching this show and seeing how bad people treat dogs.
Mike Laszlo: Well, why didn’t you say anything?
Lindsay Laszlo: I don’t know. Never occurred to me.
Britney Laszlo: (Pointing to the television.) Is it one of these doggies?
Mike Laszlo: It could be.
Lindsay Laszlo: Oh my God, seriously?
Mike Laszlo: Why not? If we leave now, we’ll get there by midnight and go tomorrow. You guys can sleep while I drive.
Lindsay Laszlo: That would be awesome!
Mike Laszlo: Pack your clothes, let’s go.
Without hesitation, the girls ran toward their suitcases and began to pack. I looked into contacting the head of Villalobos, Tia Torres. Writing her out an email I basically explained that I was looking to adopt a pit bull and that me and my family were in the South and were wondering if she could meet with us the next day. Sending the email, I too packed the few things I had into my bag as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. Dialing the number I waited as it was soon Alexis who answered.
Alexis Caffrey: What’s up?
Mike Laszlo: How packed up are you to go?
Alexis Caffrey: It would take about five to ten minutes, why?
Mike Laszlo: Want to go to New Orleans with us?
Alexis Caffrey: You really are a spontaneous one.
Mike Laszlo: I know. You in? I’ll explain how it came about when I see you.
Alexis Caffrey: Works for me. Meet down at the desk in say, ten minutes?
Mike Laszlo: Go.
With a click of the phone, the girls and I finished packing and headed out of the room. As we headed down the hall, Lindsay, holding the hand of my five year old daughter, just couldn’t contain her excitement.
Lindsay Laszlo: I can’t wait to get there.
Britney Laszlo: Me neither. I wanna see the puppies.
Mike Laszlo: It’ll be fun.
We continued down the hall when a member of the hotel staff approached me and offered to help me with some of the bags as I was struggling a bit to carry two bags of my own, and one for each girl. I nodded in agreement and handed off the two rolling bags that the girls brought along. We got to the desk and a mere minute or so later, Alexis joined us at the desk where we all checked out. As we went to the car and got everything loaded she inquired of how this all came about.
Alexis Caffrey: So?
Mike Laszlo: (Loading the girls’ bags into the car while tipping the staff member generously with a fifty dollar bill.) So what?
Alexis Caffrey: How did this come about?
Mike Laszlo: Oh. (Loading the last of the bags into the car before closing the trunk of the Black Chevy Tahoe.) It’s a funny story.
The two of us walked on opposite sides of the car before getting into the vehicle, and pulling out of the parking lot.
Mike Laszlo: We were watching Pit Bulls and Parolees and I got the idea in my head that I wanted a dog. Us being here in Florida, and them only being five hours away, I said to myself, let’s go get a dog. So here we go.
Alexis Caffrey: Makes sense to me…kinda. I guess we’re going to get a dog?
Mike Laszlo: Damn right we are.
This elicits cheers from the back of the vehicle as we head off down the highway.
====================
So before anything goes any further, I guess I should talk about my opponents for this Sunday on Collision. At least one of them anyway…right?
Will Washington. Last time you and I went toe to toe, I slammed your face into the ring, and after that, you proved to be too cowardly to face me in the Road to the Gold. Now don’t get me wrong, I haven’t paid too much attention to the rest of the going on here in NCW as let’s face it, I am what’s going on in NCW, but a quick glance at a few cards over the past month and I see that since we last met Will that our stars have gone into two completely and utterly different directions. Yours down into the pits of disparity, mine into the stardom that is World Title Contender conversation.
Please, before you go on like you’re Xander Famularo or someone noteworthy who “doesn’t care about the title picture” spare me the time of listening to your lies. The cream has risen to the top and that cream is me. Meanwhile, you, the curd, sits at the bottom of the barrel, waiting for your chance to become relevant again because as of right now sir…you’re not.
So while you go around beating up the fodder backstage, and telling people that their careers are meaningless, I want you to take a look at the past few months and see exactly where your career is going…nowhere.
This Sunday you go against a guy who thinks he can just pop in and take the spotlight from those of us who have been here day in and day out while he makes a Japanese Porno, and myself.
Myself being the man who has been tearing up this roster left and right, defeating former champions and current ones, only to have my true goal withheld from me by ignorant technicalities.
Don’t worry about Steve Awesome, he’s the least of your worries. Worry about me Will. Worry about the man who after next week will be the NEW NCW CHAMPION!
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Title: Want Turns To Need (Spontaneous II)
Location: New Orleans, Louisiana
Time: 11:07 CENTRAL Time
It was a little after eleven o’clock, I had beat the Navigation time by about twenty minutes. Doing so always makes me feel proud. We pulled into a local Hilton a few miles from the Villalobos Rescue Center and after parking the car, I sat back for a moment and took a breath. As I looked to my right, Alexis was curled into a ball fast asleep in the passenger seat. A smile slowly crept over my face as I reached up and pulled the headphones from my ears. As I did so, I could hear the DVD player in the back, but no reaction. As I looked back, both girls were asleep, slumped to the side in their seats. As I leaned over, I shook Alexis by the shoulder, slowly awakening her from her slumber. She stirred a bit and after looking around, realized we were here.
Mike Laszlo: Hey, I’m exhausted. Let’s get a big room, we’ll all go to sleep, and we’ll go about things in the morning?
Alexis Caffrey: Okay.
Exiting the vehicle, I signal for one of the bellhops who come rushing to our aid. I point out what bags he and his partner should grab as I take Britney from her seat, still asleep in my arms. Alexis wakes Lindsay and we all head in followed by the bellhops. We get our room, one with three beds, and we all head up. The bellhops are tipped well and I close the door on them. I come into the main part of the room and lay Britney down on one of the beds where she would sleep through the rest of the night. Everyone got settled and we all went to sleep.
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So now that Will Washington is out of the way, I want to focus on my other opponent for this Sunday, the featured attraction star himself…Steve Awesome.
Before I dive into anything else, I want to ask you a question Steve…how was Japan?
What?
Don’t know what I’m talking about?
Come on now…be honest.
Okay, fine, if I have to tell the world what you’ve been up to, I will.
You see ladies and gents, before the “Face of the Whole Entire Freakin Franchise” came home, before he made his movie with Leonardo Dicaprio, Steve Awesome was in Japan. After all, he had to break into show business somehow. You know those movie stars, always making connections with people, and their people call other people, and in reality it is a big people free-for-all. So how exactly did Steve Awesome get his connections?
While I was here in the center of this ring, kicking ass and taking names, and leaving no receipts, Steve Awesome was filming a Japanese Porno listed on IMDB.com as “Thundershock”.
I know what you’re thinking, why the hell would Steve Awesome be in a porno? If not that, then maybe, why call it “Thundershock”?
Well, that’s why I’m here. I’m here to tell you the truth about the face of the…whatever the hell he calls himself. “Thundershock” is deemed worthy of that title because in essence, it involves Steve Awesome and a stuffed Pikachu.
That’s right ladies and gentlemen…A STUFFED PIKACHU!
The synopsis reads as follows:
Steve Awesome is forced to help his Pikachu evolve into something much greater. After training and battling, Steve finally sticks Pikachu with his “thunder bolt” in that special place that helps the stuffed creature realize it’s true potential. Watch the sparks fly in THUNDERSHOCK!
So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Movie Star is nothing more than a sick freak that bangs stuffed animals.
While the rest of the NCW roster is here entertaining the masses, that sick fool is making a little yang tickling the fancy of an inanimate object.
That’s sick Steve…real sick.
So after that, you made your big box office flop, and now to garner a little response to it, a bit of a reaction, maybe pay some of the NCW crowd to show up to your movie in the parking lot, you think you can just come back here and take the spotlight off of those who deserve it and place it on yourself.
You’re wrong.
You see Steve, things have changed.
For months I’ve talked about a revolution.
I’ve talked about my revolution.
Don’t get things conflicted though, it’s not the “revolution” that Roberto Verona talked of the last time you were here. It’s not the “revolution” that Nathan Webb has discussed over and over. My revolution isn’t just changing NCW, it’s changing the wrestling world.
In my world, there are no good guys and bad, just guys who want to be the best that there is inside that ring. In my world, a guy like you will NOT take that spotlight off of the men and women who deserve it each and every time they step foot in a ring.
In my world…I win this Sunday and send the movie star back to his sick pornographic films in Japan and prove again to the world that I am the best thing going in this company, only to then cement that thought next week at Metamorphosis.
Steve, this Sunday, both you and Will are going to learn the hard way that I am simply put the best period, and please, for the love of God, keep that “Thunderbolt” in your pants.
Alright! Fine! You caught me. I didn’t do any of that.
What I did do, was think about last week. Last week; where I defeated yet another champion in this place. Last week; where I proved that I am still the best to ever hold the X Championship by defeating said champion, Alex Jones.
Now although Alex put up a fight, and I commend him for it…I proved again why I am in a league of my own. A league unmatched by anyone in this company. Now before either of my opponents this week take that phrase and twist it into something it is not, let me set it straight. Me being in a league of my own by no means makes me invincible. There’s the occasional fluke win, or a bad spell, or slump, but me being in a league of my own does mean that win or lose I will continue to step through that curtain and I will avenge any loss to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am simply put the best period.
Now then, before I get to my opponents this week, and boy do I have a lot to say there, I would like to respond to our World Champion who can’t seem to ever, and I mean EEEEEEEVER, get me out of his head.
In your little tirade, you mentioned a word that I find you mentioning to be, how do I put this? Oh yes, ironic.
The question now is, which of the nine hundred and eighty words, you said involving me am I talking about?
ILLUSION.
That right Berto. You uttering that word from your lips is so far past ironic that it is indescribable. You see, the only illusion, and it is a good one, over the past two-plus months is your sense of self. For that two months plus now you’ve gone on and on and on about how you are the bringer of the new generation in NCW. You are the one who blazed the path to greatness for the rest of us to follow in. Well Robbie, I can’t speak, nor would I want to, for the rest of this locker room, but I myself? I blaze my own path. I walk to the beat of my own drum. You here or not, and let me tell you Roberto, I would still be in this same position with someone else’s hand-picked puppet, or as they say on the streets, someone’s hand-picked BITCH!
You can talk all you want about contracts and legalities, but in the end, you aren’t your own man. The macho façade you put on about agreements, and contracts, but in the end, you’ll always be Kelly’s garbage man. You may have a plan Verona, but she always has her finger on the pulse, and the moment you cross her, she’ll make your life a living hell as she did before your pact. I don’t care if your significant other is an attorney; trust me when I tell you that you will not win any war.
Which is apropos because that same statement applies to our war. We’ve raged war for two-plus months, each winning our own battles. At Metamorphosis I put my foot down, or should I say my knee up in your face and end this war once and for all.
As far as this Sunday goes, the contract signing, I’ll see you then…if not sooner.
====================
Title: Want Turns To Need (Spontaneous I)
Location: Tallahassee, Florida
Time: 7:07 PM EASTERN Time
It’s been a while since I’ve done something with my family that one would consider fun. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not, nor have I ever, nor will I ever be neglecting them, it’s just been the normal routine the last few weeks and to be quite honest, it’s been kind of boring. So here I was sitting on the bed in my hotel room, looking some things up on my Tablet while the rest of the family, Lindsay, and my daughter Britney were watching Animal Planet, and a show that has become one of our favorites, Pit Bulls and Parolees. Before the second to last commercial there was a commercial to come and adopt a pit bull from their rescue center. It was then that they showed the website address. After typing the address into my Tablet and browsing through the site a little bit, I saw the best looking dog I’ve ever seen in my entire life. As I scrolled down the fourth page of adoptable dogs, in the bottom left I saw “King.” He was black with a white underbelly and some white on his paws. As I sat there for a moment and though about it, our household back home was quiet without a dog. For the majority of my life I always had a dog, but when it came to traveling and whatnot for shows and different promotions, I didn’t reinvest in a dog after my last pit bull died, and sorry to the other breeds but that is the only kind of dog that I would consider.
After reading King’s profile, I got the girls’ attention.
Mike Laszlo: Hey, what would you guys think if I got a dog?
Lindsay Laszlo: Really? I’ve wanted a dog ever since I started watching this show and seeing how bad people treat dogs.
Mike Laszlo: Well, why didn’t you say anything?
Lindsay Laszlo: I don’t know. Never occurred to me.
Britney Laszlo: (Pointing to the television.) Is it one of these doggies?
Mike Laszlo: It could be.
Lindsay Laszlo: Oh my God, seriously?
Mike Laszlo: Why not? If we leave now, we’ll get there by midnight and go tomorrow. You guys can sleep while I drive.
Lindsay Laszlo: That would be awesome!
Mike Laszlo: Pack your clothes, let’s go.
Without hesitation, the girls ran toward their suitcases and began to pack. I looked into contacting the head of Villalobos, Tia Torres. Writing her out an email I basically explained that I was looking to adopt a pit bull and that me and my family were in the South and were wondering if she could meet with us the next day. Sending the email, I too packed the few things I had into my bag as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. Dialing the number I waited as it was soon Alexis who answered.
Alexis Caffrey: What’s up?
Mike Laszlo: How packed up are you to go?
Alexis Caffrey: It would take about five to ten minutes, why?
Mike Laszlo: Want to go to New Orleans with us?
Alexis Caffrey: You really are a spontaneous one.
Mike Laszlo: I know. You in? I’ll explain how it came about when I see you.
Alexis Caffrey: Works for me. Meet down at the desk in say, ten minutes?
Mike Laszlo: Go.
With a click of the phone, the girls and I finished packing and headed out of the room. As we headed down the hall, Lindsay, holding the hand of my five year old daughter, just couldn’t contain her excitement.
Lindsay Laszlo: I can’t wait to get there.
Britney Laszlo: Me neither. I wanna see the puppies.
Mike Laszlo: It’ll be fun.
We continued down the hall when a member of the hotel staff approached me and offered to help me with some of the bags as I was struggling a bit to carry two bags of my own, and one for each girl. I nodded in agreement and handed off the two rolling bags that the girls brought along. We got to the desk and a mere minute or so later, Alexis joined us at the desk where we all checked out. As we went to the car and got everything loaded she inquired of how this all came about.
Alexis Caffrey: So?
Mike Laszlo: (Loading the girls’ bags into the car while tipping the staff member generously with a fifty dollar bill.) So what?
Alexis Caffrey: How did this come about?
Mike Laszlo: Oh. (Loading the last of the bags into the car before closing the trunk of the Black Chevy Tahoe.) It’s a funny story.
The two of us walked on opposite sides of the car before getting into the vehicle, and pulling out of the parking lot.
Mike Laszlo: We were watching Pit Bulls and Parolees and I got the idea in my head that I wanted a dog. Us being here in Florida, and them only being five hours away, I said to myself, let’s go get a dog. So here we go.
Alexis Caffrey: Makes sense to me…kinda. I guess we’re going to get a dog?
Mike Laszlo: Damn right we are.
This elicits cheers from the back of the vehicle as we head off down the highway.
====================
So before anything goes any further, I guess I should talk about my opponents for this Sunday on Collision. At least one of them anyway…right?
Will Washington. Last time you and I went toe to toe, I slammed your face into the ring, and after that, you proved to be too cowardly to face me in the Road to the Gold. Now don’t get me wrong, I haven’t paid too much attention to the rest of the going on here in NCW as let’s face it, I am what’s going on in NCW, but a quick glance at a few cards over the past month and I see that since we last met Will that our stars have gone into two completely and utterly different directions. Yours down into the pits of disparity, mine into the stardom that is World Title Contender conversation.
Please, before you go on like you’re Xander Famularo or someone noteworthy who “doesn’t care about the title picture” spare me the time of listening to your lies. The cream has risen to the top and that cream is me. Meanwhile, you, the curd, sits at the bottom of the barrel, waiting for your chance to become relevant again because as of right now sir…you’re not.
So while you go around beating up the fodder backstage, and telling people that their careers are meaningless, I want you to take a look at the past few months and see exactly where your career is going…nowhere.
This Sunday you go against a guy who thinks he can just pop in and take the spotlight from those of us who have been here day in and day out while he makes a Japanese Porno, and myself.
Myself being the man who has been tearing up this roster left and right, defeating former champions and current ones, only to have my true goal withheld from me by ignorant technicalities.
Don’t worry about Steve Awesome, he’s the least of your worries. Worry about me Will. Worry about the man who after next week will be the NEW NCW CHAMPION!
====================
Title: Want Turns To Need (Spontaneous II)
Location: New Orleans, Louisiana
Time: 11:07 CENTRAL Time
It was a little after eleven o’clock, I had beat the Navigation time by about twenty minutes. Doing so always makes me feel proud. We pulled into a local Hilton a few miles from the Villalobos Rescue Center and after parking the car, I sat back for a moment and took a breath. As I looked to my right, Alexis was curled into a ball fast asleep in the passenger seat. A smile slowly crept over my face as I reached up and pulled the headphones from my ears. As I did so, I could hear the DVD player in the back, but no reaction. As I looked back, both girls were asleep, slumped to the side in their seats. As I leaned over, I shook Alexis by the shoulder, slowly awakening her from her slumber. She stirred a bit and after looking around, realized we were here.
Mike Laszlo: Hey, I’m exhausted. Let’s get a big room, we’ll all go to sleep, and we’ll go about things in the morning?
Alexis Caffrey: Okay.
Exiting the vehicle, I signal for one of the bellhops who come rushing to our aid. I point out what bags he and his partner should grab as I take Britney from her seat, still asleep in my arms. Alexis wakes Lindsay and we all head in followed by the bellhops. We get our room, one with three beds, and we all head up. The bellhops are tipped well and I close the door on them. I come into the main part of the room and lay Britney down on one of the beds where she would sleep through the rest of the night. Everyone got settled and we all went to sleep.
====================
So now that Will Washington is out of the way, I want to focus on my other opponent for this Sunday, the featured attraction star himself…Steve Awesome.
Before I dive into anything else, I want to ask you a question Steve…how was Japan?
What?
Don’t know what I’m talking about?
Come on now…be honest.
Okay, fine, if I have to tell the world what you’ve been up to, I will.
You see ladies and gents, before the “Face of the Whole Entire Freakin Franchise” came home, before he made his movie with Leonardo Dicaprio, Steve Awesome was in Japan. After all, he had to break into show business somehow. You know those movie stars, always making connections with people, and their people call other people, and in reality it is a big people free-for-all. So how exactly did Steve Awesome get his connections?
While I was here in the center of this ring, kicking ass and taking names, and leaving no receipts, Steve Awesome was filming a Japanese Porno listed on IMDB.com as “Thundershock”.
I know what you’re thinking, why the hell would Steve Awesome be in a porno? If not that, then maybe, why call it “Thundershock”?
Well, that’s why I’m here. I’m here to tell you the truth about the face of the…whatever the hell he calls himself. “Thundershock” is deemed worthy of that title because in essence, it involves Steve Awesome and a stuffed Pikachu.
That’s right ladies and gentlemen…A STUFFED PIKACHU!
The synopsis reads as follows:
Steve Awesome is forced to help his Pikachu evolve into something much greater. After training and battling, Steve finally sticks Pikachu with his “thunder bolt” in that special place that helps the stuffed creature realize it’s true potential. Watch the sparks fly in THUNDERSHOCK!
So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Movie Star is nothing more than a sick freak that bangs stuffed animals.
While the rest of the NCW roster is here entertaining the masses, that sick fool is making a little yang tickling the fancy of an inanimate object.
That’s sick Steve…real sick.
So after that, you made your big box office flop, and now to garner a little response to it, a bit of a reaction, maybe pay some of the NCW crowd to show up to your movie in the parking lot, you think you can just come back here and take the spotlight off of those who deserve it and place it on yourself.
You’re wrong.
You see Steve, things have changed.
For months I’ve talked about a revolution.
I’ve talked about my revolution.
Don’t get things conflicted though, it’s not the “revolution” that Roberto Verona talked of the last time you were here. It’s not the “revolution” that Nathan Webb has discussed over and over. My revolution isn’t just changing NCW, it’s changing the wrestling world.
In my world, there are no good guys and bad, just guys who want to be the best that there is inside that ring. In my world, a guy like you will NOT take that spotlight off of the men and women who deserve it each and every time they step foot in a ring.
In my world…I win this Sunday and send the movie star back to his sick pornographic films in Japan and prove again to the world that I am the best thing going in this company, only to then cement that thought next week at Metamorphosis.
Steve, this Sunday, both you and Will are going to learn the hard way that I am simply put the best period, and please, for the love of God, keep that “Thunderbolt” in your pants.