Post by Seth Evans on Feb 8, 2013 8:41:53 GMT -6
Disappointed over my most recent loss to Alex Jones, this past Sunday for the X Title, I found myself sitting on the beach in my hometown of Miami... Where it all happened. I was lounging on a beach chair with a towel underneath me, Kiela's chair was next to mine but I watched her enjoying the warm water and the seclusion we had from anyone else, as it is a weekday on the beach in Miami, before the clock had struck two. Even through the defeat I suffered, a smile could not be taken away from my face --- I went down the ring, as I said I would, but did I walk out as the winner? I heard someone say before that true success is the ability to go from failure to failure without the loss of enthusiasm. I felt like I had accomplished something. If nothing else, I proved to the world that I would not go away.
I close my eyes for a brief moment, reliving the sensation of walking through the curtains less than a week ago... Walking through those curtains to march down to the ring to compete for a championship. Something that I have not been able to do very often in my mediocre career, but I'm still young; it was something that I planned on doing many more times. The only thing that could give me that same sensation was being able to do it again; and I'd have that opportunity! This Sunday! When that thought crossed my mind, I chuckled to myself before opening my eyes and welcoming reality back.
My eyes drift a little to see the camera, and without looking directly into it... I finally speak to the people that would like to hear; where do I go from here?
"This past Sunday, I had one of the biggest matches in my nCw career. One of the biggest matches in my career. It was battling an old friend and mentor for the title that he holds so dear --- the X Title."
I turn my direction toward the camera and fold my hands together before continuing.
"Both, Alex Jones and myself, marched down to the ring this past Sunday... he was defending the X Championship. I was hoping to attain it. Both fought with everything that we had to give... It didn't matter the risk that we had to take, it didn't matter what we had to do to put the other through pain and keep them down long enough so we could recover the X Title. We did everything! But at the end of the night, there's absolutely no denying it; Alex Jones walked out, successfully defending the X Title.
One truth that Alex Jones would not like to admit... The one that matters the most. Is that through that defeat; he did not break me. He did not rid New Championship Wrestling of me! He could not do it at Metamorphosis, in my own hometown of Miami... He wouldn't even be able to do it if it was A Night To Remember or Road To The Gold in my hometown --- he cannot break me, nor can anyone else that laces up their boots in the nCw locker room or in any locker room throughout any organization.
I'm still standing.
I'm still fighting."
Getting a huge grin on my face, I clap my hands together one time and point at the camera to show my enthusiasm over that fact.
"That's the truth that matters!"
I put my hands on the edge of my chair to push myself up and out of it, feeling the sand surrounding my feet. I turn my head to see Kiela still in the water, and I take a couple steps forward as my gaze slowly retracts back to the camera.
"Everybody knows that I play Halo 4 on a serious level... I'm on a status that some people still find hard to believe even exists for a video-game, but I am a pro. Whenever I'm playing online and playing against other people, I will constantly have to hear everybody whining and making excuses about how I used a Boltshot. What that is, is not imporotant. I'll hear from everybody claiming that my team and I camped. For those that don't know who I am on Xbox Live; I will receive a ton... dozens... hundreds... of messages from people just trying to tell me that I'm not good and that the only reason they lost and I won was because of the tactics I used to play.
There's one golden rule that has followed all the games on the Halo series.
Nobody has an advantage over another.
You have all the same opportunities that I had! The map is there for a team to control, and until you learn that; you're going nowhere. If you're a team that doesn't understand and facing a team that does, odds are is that the team that understands it is going to win.
Halo... is beside the point that I'm trying to make.
The point that I'm trying to make is that when you walked out as the winner, Alex... When I was laying in the middle of the ring, just clasping onto the bottom of the ladder, hoping that I may muster the strength to climb up and pull you away from the belt before you could take it --- I had one million things running through my head! But at the end of my entire thuoght process; there were no excuses. There was nothing that you did that eliminated my chance to defeat you. I had all the exact same opportunities as you!
There's a chair over there. Let me crack that over your head!
There's a table down there. Let me break your body through it!
There's a police officer in the front row of the crowd? Let me handcuff you to him so you can't possibly drag both your own body and his to stop me from climbing the ladder!
There were no rules in this match... The only thing that mattered at the end of it was who had the strength to climb that ladder at the end of the match, and retrieve the X Championship. I've spoken highly about Roberto Verona even when everybody else has spoken against him, and I'm going to do the same for you. There are a lot of my own fans that will look for some kind of excuse to portray you as the guy who cheated his way to victory... There are even more who feel that you betrayed them, and would like to find an excuse to portray you as the guy who cheated his way to victory. Just like they tried to do with Roberto. But here's the thing: You won. One on one. Man versus man. No strings attached, there were no cards up your sleeve that you had or even tried to pull!
You defeated me."
I couldn't keep myself from snickering at that memory. Alex Jones defeated me fair and square, and like I said, there were no excuses that could be made... Whether you loved him, or hated him, he won the match without the help of anyone.
"But, alas! Did you change the way that I feel? Like I said earlier... You didn't break me. You didn't eliminate nCw of me. Did you put fear into my mind? Did you make me fear the great Alex Jones? The answer to that is a resounding no. I don't fear you. I never will.
My desire is still strong, though... My desire to walk down to that ring, and defeat you in the middle of it and take the X Championship away from you! My desire to win is there... My desire to become the X Champion is there. And I know what you're probably thinking; I haven't defeated you... ever... and I never will. You choose to put me in the same boat as Andrew Jacobsen and Jake Conway --- no offense to them --- but I'm not them!
When you have it set in your mind that you're better than me... There's no way that I can defeat you. There's no way that I can take the X Title away from you. Because I never have, and I never will... That's when I'm going to bring you crashing down to reality! The reality is that I can beat you, Alex Jones. I can take the belt away from you. It may have not happened.
But it can.
This Sunday... You may not like to say it. You may pray to God, Allah, Zeus... Or even Thor. That the day does not come; but I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that I am the one who walks out with the X Championship. I'm going to do everything to make sure that I walk out... as the X... Champion."
I could almost feel the title being worn around my waist... Or even draped over my shoulder. A vivid image ran through my head, of me holding that X Championship over my head this Sunday... crowned as the new X Champion. It was a day that I was counting down to and waiting for --- the immediate rematch. We'll see what happens.
{Seth turns away from the camera and starts to walk toward the water, where Kiela is, as the scene fades out.}
I close my eyes for a brief moment, reliving the sensation of walking through the curtains less than a week ago... Walking through those curtains to march down to the ring to compete for a championship. Something that I have not been able to do very often in my mediocre career, but I'm still young; it was something that I planned on doing many more times. The only thing that could give me that same sensation was being able to do it again; and I'd have that opportunity! This Sunday! When that thought crossed my mind, I chuckled to myself before opening my eyes and welcoming reality back.
My eyes drift a little to see the camera, and without looking directly into it... I finally speak to the people that would like to hear; where do I go from here?
"This past Sunday, I had one of the biggest matches in my nCw career. One of the biggest matches in my career. It was battling an old friend and mentor for the title that he holds so dear --- the X Title."
I turn my direction toward the camera and fold my hands together before continuing.
"Both, Alex Jones and myself, marched down to the ring this past Sunday... he was defending the X Championship. I was hoping to attain it. Both fought with everything that we had to give... It didn't matter the risk that we had to take, it didn't matter what we had to do to put the other through pain and keep them down long enough so we could recover the X Title. We did everything! But at the end of the night, there's absolutely no denying it; Alex Jones walked out, successfully defending the X Title.
One truth that Alex Jones would not like to admit... The one that matters the most. Is that through that defeat; he did not break me. He did not rid New Championship Wrestling of me! He could not do it at Metamorphosis, in my own hometown of Miami... He wouldn't even be able to do it if it was A Night To Remember or Road To The Gold in my hometown --- he cannot break me, nor can anyone else that laces up their boots in the nCw locker room or in any locker room throughout any organization.
I'm still standing.
I'm still fighting."
Getting a huge grin on my face, I clap my hands together one time and point at the camera to show my enthusiasm over that fact.
"That's the truth that matters!"
I put my hands on the edge of my chair to push myself up and out of it, feeling the sand surrounding my feet. I turn my head to see Kiela still in the water, and I take a couple steps forward as my gaze slowly retracts back to the camera.
"Everybody knows that I play Halo 4 on a serious level... I'm on a status that some people still find hard to believe even exists for a video-game, but I am a pro. Whenever I'm playing online and playing against other people, I will constantly have to hear everybody whining and making excuses about how I used a Boltshot. What that is, is not imporotant. I'll hear from everybody claiming that my team and I camped. For those that don't know who I am on Xbox Live; I will receive a ton... dozens... hundreds... of messages from people just trying to tell me that I'm not good and that the only reason they lost and I won was because of the tactics I used to play.
There's one golden rule that has followed all the games on the Halo series.
Nobody has an advantage over another.
You have all the same opportunities that I had! The map is there for a team to control, and until you learn that; you're going nowhere. If you're a team that doesn't understand and facing a team that does, odds are is that the team that understands it is going to win.
Halo... is beside the point that I'm trying to make.
The point that I'm trying to make is that when you walked out as the winner, Alex... When I was laying in the middle of the ring, just clasping onto the bottom of the ladder, hoping that I may muster the strength to climb up and pull you away from the belt before you could take it --- I had one million things running through my head! But at the end of my entire thuoght process; there were no excuses. There was nothing that you did that eliminated my chance to defeat you. I had all the exact same opportunities as you!
There's a chair over there. Let me crack that over your head!
There's a table down there. Let me break your body through it!
There's a police officer in the front row of the crowd? Let me handcuff you to him so you can't possibly drag both your own body and his to stop me from climbing the ladder!
There were no rules in this match... The only thing that mattered at the end of it was who had the strength to climb that ladder at the end of the match, and retrieve the X Championship. I've spoken highly about Roberto Verona even when everybody else has spoken against him, and I'm going to do the same for you. There are a lot of my own fans that will look for some kind of excuse to portray you as the guy who cheated his way to victory... There are even more who feel that you betrayed them, and would like to find an excuse to portray you as the guy who cheated his way to victory. Just like they tried to do with Roberto. But here's the thing: You won. One on one. Man versus man. No strings attached, there were no cards up your sleeve that you had or even tried to pull!
You defeated me."
I couldn't keep myself from snickering at that memory. Alex Jones defeated me fair and square, and like I said, there were no excuses that could be made... Whether you loved him, or hated him, he won the match without the help of anyone.
"But, alas! Did you change the way that I feel? Like I said earlier... You didn't break me. You didn't eliminate nCw of me. Did you put fear into my mind? Did you make me fear the great Alex Jones? The answer to that is a resounding no. I don't fear you. I never will.
My desire is still strong, though... My desire to walk down to that ring, and defeat you in the middle of it and take the X Championship away from you! My desire to win is there... My desire to become the X Champion is there. And I know what you're probably thinking; I haven't defeated you... ever... and I never will. You choose to put me in the same boat as Andrew Jacobsen and Jake Conway --- no offense to them --- but I'm not them!
When you have it set in your mind that you're better than me... There's no way that I can defeat you. There's no way that I can take the X Title away from you. Because I never have, and I never will... That's when I'm going to bring you crashing down to reality! The reality is that I can beat you, Alex Jones. I can take the belt away from you. It may have not happened.
But it can.
This Sunday... You may not like to say it. You may pray to God, Allah, Zeus... Or even Thor. That the day does not come; but I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that I am the one who walks out with the X Championship. I'm going to do everything to make sure that I walk out... as the X... Champion."
I could almost feel the title being worn around my waist... Or even draped over my shoulder. A vivid image ran through my head, of me holding that X Championship over my head this Sunday... crowned as the new X Champion. It was a day that I was counting down to and waiting for --- the immediate rematch. We'll see what happens.
{Seth turns away from the camera and starts to walk toward the water, where Kiela is, as the scene fades out.}