Post by Falcon on Nov 21, 2009 3:48:05 GMT -6
"I've talked at length this week about two things. Drive which is the ability to move higher even when you've reached the top. And Ambition, which is the knack for finding new challenges when there doesn't appear to be any left. Both of which are admirable traits. Both of which seperate those who really want to be legends and leave a lasting mark, and those who just want the money and fame. Now, I'm going to discuss something that's lacking in this world of wrestling. Something that seperates me from many others.
Forgiveness
The ability to forgive. In a sport like this, where competition and bragging rights are a mans bread and butter, respectively, finding things like forgiveness and its wife and business partner compassion, are like looking for water in the Sahara. Sure, you may find it, but it's going to take a bit of searching. Let me give you an example. My friend Jack, whom you may remember as Talon, recently found work in another promotion. While he was there, he told me about a woman, as talented in the ring as she is beautiful outside it. But this woman, could hold onto hate like few others could. She lost a match, and could not find it in her heart to just let it be. No, she had to avenge this loss, and she finally did. On the outside, it made her appear very happy, but I know how that felt deep down.
Empty
Winning against someone you've previously lost to doesn't absolve what happened. I defeated Steve Awesome at Road to the Gold three, but that doesn't mean I didn't lose the National title to that same man eight or so months before that. You see, what I can do that some others can't, is let things go. Sexy Jason is considered a joke by the wrestling world, but he could beat me. I know he could. And if he did, aside from the jokes thrown my way, very little would change. I'm not going to hound him for a rematch until I can avenge that loss, because it doesn't change anything. There's many people I've lost to in my storied career that I know if we had a second match I could win. But I don't hate them. Because..
I can forgive.
Can you?"
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"Am I that unbelievable?"
(Falcon was on the hood of the rental car, a big black Cadillac Escalade, parked near a local ice cream shop. The renter of the car, one Chris Diamond was sitting at a picnic table, schooling his brother Rob at blackjack. Serenity sat on the hood beside him, a milkshake in her hands. Falcon held an ice cream sundae that was slowly melting into a puddle of cream. She looked down at him, quizically.)
Serenity: You say something babe?
Falcon: I wondered if I really am that unbelievable.
Serenity: (giggle) Why I never expecting gloating from you.
Falcon: That's not what I meant. I mean, do I really sound that dishonest that people don't believe what I say anymore?
Serenity: What do you mean?
Falcon: I mean, I've told both Jason and Jack that there's no games here. I don't have some trick up my sleeve to cheat them out of this. That everything I've put Jason through over the last month has been to prepare him for this, not keep him away. And yet, both of them can't help but wonder if I'm on the up and up.
Serenity: They just don't appreciate it.
Falcon: I suppose not. All I've ever done is try to make my opponents better. I've been called selfish and an idiot, but never a cheat.
Chris: You still on that crap?
(Chris had made his way over, silently.)
Falcon: It's gotten me this far.
Chris: Look Kyle, it doesn't matter if they believe you or not. It never has. In fact, it makes things worse, while they're looking over their shoulder for the sneak attack you're beating them from the front. That's what makes you the way you are. Sure, it sounds selfish to want to make your opponents better to give you the best challenge, but it's more than that. Better opponents equal better matches, and that equals better product. So let them wonder what they want. It's only going to cost them in the end.
Falcon: Thank you for that eloquent, but very unneccessary peptalk.
Chris: Part of my job. Now, if you'll pardon me, I'm going to grab another of these float things for the road.
(Chris walks off, leaving Falcon and Serenity alone again.)
Falcon: I always win the rematch..
Serenity: Hmmm?
Falcon: Something he used to say. Most people assume it's about vengeance. But, I figured out long ago it was always about improving yourself everyday. He might act like an ass at times, but that man knows his stuff.
Serenity: True. Then again.. so do you.
Falcon: Oh, stop, you're going to give me a big head.
Serenity: Not now, I'll do that in the hotel room.
Falcon: I knew there was something I like about you.
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"Jack, I've tried to embody a sort of "mentor" role since I walked into this company nearly two years ago. A lot of men have come and gone since then. Some who may have had what it takes and lost their nerve, and others who didn't and it slowly broke them until they gave up. But there was always something about you that struck me as...
Unique.
You see, even in the face of death and mutilation, you've always managed to be cheerful. You've always managed to have this air of confidence in your smile even when the words coming out of your mouth foretold your own demise. You've always managed to say "This guy might kill me" with a sort of implied meaning that said "But I doubt it." That's what makes you special. That's what gives you a sporting chance as a small guy in the big guy games. Insert size of the dog metaphor here. But, what I just watched.. it isn't you. It's not the Jack Hammond that Angel and I picked to represent the Social Enemies. It's not the Jack Hammond that Angel and I betrayed to push him towards being the leader this company needed. What I want to know is..
Who are you and what have you done with Hammy?
If you asked me, right now to my face, if winning is everything, you would get a Hell no. What you need to understand is, that you have the tools to be the absolute best. And even the absolute best doesn't win every match. I'm not trying to get you to buy into my philosophy because it's my philosophy, only simply because it's the truth. When you remove doubt, you break the limit that holds you back. Do you deserve to be here? Yes. Will people remember you if you don't win?
Of course.
Because you're a memorable person Jack. Count on it.
As for the Sexy One, it amazes me how you can listen to me, and yet not at the same time.. let me put it clearly for you, I'll even speak slower so you understand every word..
I'm....
Not....
Playing...
With....
You...
There's nothing to this except what you see. I groomed you these last weeks, so that you would challenge yourself. You would push yourself to be better just to spite me. It's kinda annoying to deal with, but it seems to be the most effective way to get anyone to do anything. But now, I'm starting to doubt that you really listened. I'm starting to wonder if you actually found a way to improve or if you just had a flashing moment of brilliance. My watch shows me that it is in the early stages of morning on Saturday, and you have about a day and a half until you get the chance to realize your dream. I hope that one day you will, but I'll be making sure that it's not..
At my expense
Nothing personal. Give me all you have, or go home. Everything or Nothing."
Forgiveness
The ability to forgive. In a sport like this, where competition and bragging rights are a mans bread and butter, respectively, finding things like forgiveness and its wife and business partner compassion, are like looking for water in the Sahara. Sure, you may find it, but it's going to take a bit of searching. Let me give you an example. My friend Jack, whom you may remember as Talon, recently found work in another promotion. While he was there, he told me about a woman, as talented in the ring as she is beautiful outside it. But this woman, could hold onto hate like few others could. She lost a match, and could not find it in her heart to just let it be. No, she had to avenge this loss, and she finally did. On the outside, it made her appear very happy, but I know how that felt deep down.
Empty
Winning against someone you've previously lost to doesn't absolve what happened. I defeated Steve Awesome at Road to the Gold three, but that doesn't mean I didn't lose the National title to that same man eight or so months before that. You see, what I can do that some others can't, is let things go. Sexy Jason is considered a joke by the wrestling world, but he could beat me. I know he could. And if he did, aside from the jokes thrown my way, very little would change. I'm not going to hound him for a rematch until I can avenge that loss, because it doesn't change anything. There's many people I've lost to in my storied career that I know if we had a second match I could win. But I don't hate them. Because..
I can forgive.
Can you?"
Time don't wait for no-one
So my heart and my time I refuse to waste
You thought you knew before but
There's just so much more when you're caught in the race
What is love?
Without a flame
What's a rose?
Without a name
What is pleasure
Without pain?
It ain't nothing more than an empty space
So my heart and my time I refuse to waste
You thought you knew before but
There's just so much more when you're caught in the race
What is love?
Without a flame
What's a rose?
Without a name
What is pleasure
Without pain?
It ain't nothing more than an empty space
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"Am I that unbelievable?"
(Falcon was on the hood of the rental car, a big black Cadillac Escalade, parked near a local ice cream shop. The renter of the car, one Chris Diamond was sitting at a picnic table, schooling his brother Rob at blackjack. Serenity sat on the hood beside him, a milkshake in her hands. Falcon held an ice cream sundae that was slowly melting into a puddle of cream. She looked down at him, quizically.)
Serenity: You say something babe?
Falcon: I wondered if I really am that unbelievable.
Serenity: (giggle) Why I never expecting gloating from you.
Falcon: That's not what I meant. I mean, do I really sound that dishonest that people don't believe what I say anymore?
Serenity: What do you mean?
Falcon: I mean, I've told both Jason and Jack that there's no games here. I don't have some trick up my sleeve to cheat them out of this. That everything I've put Jason through over the last month has been to prepare him for this, not keep him away. And yet, both of them can't help but wonder if I'm on the up and up.
Serenity: They just don't appreciate it.
Falcon: I suppose not. All I've ever done is try to make my opponents better. I've been called selfish and an idiot, but never a cheat.
Chris: You still on that crap?
(Chris had made his way over, silently.)
Falcon: It's gotten me this far.
Chris: Look Kyle, it doesn't matter if they believe you or not. It never has. In fact, it makes things worse, while they're looking over their shoulder for the sneak attack you're beating them from the front. That's what makes you the way you are. Sure, it sounds selfish to want to make your opponents better to give you the best challenge, but it's more than that. Better opponents equal better matches, and that equals better product. So let them wonder what they want. It's only going to cost them in the end.
Falcon: Thank you for that eloquent, but very unneccessary peptalk.
Chris: Part of my job. Now, if you'll pardon me, I'm going to grab another of these float things for the road.
(Chris walks off, leaving Falcon and Serenity alone again.)
Falcon: I always win the rematch..
Serenity: Hmmm?
Falcon: Something he used to say. Most people assume it's about vengeance. But, I figured out long ago it was always about improving yourself everyday. He might act like an ass at times, but that man knows his stuff.
Serenity: True. Then again.. so do you.
Falcon: Oh, stop, you're going to give me a big head.
Serenity: Not now, I'll do that in the hotel room.
Falcon: I knew there was something I like about you.
He thought he knew who love was
Till he fell in the arms of another extreme
But who's to say things can't be changed
Cuz your world and tomorrow's not guaranteed
Can't drive a car
Without the key
Give me the bowl
Cuz a bites just a tease
What good's a bottom
Without the top?
And until I get it all I'm not gonna stop so...
Till he fell in the arms of another extreme
But who's to say things can't be changed
Cuz your world and tomorrow's not guaranteed
Can't drive a car
Without the key
Give me the bowl
Cuz a bites just a tease
What good's a bottom
Without the top?
And until I get it all I'm not gonna stop so...
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"Jack, I've tried to embody a sort of "mentor" role since I walked into this company nearly two years ago. A lot of men have come and gone since then. Some who may have had what it takes and lost their nerve, and others who didn't and it slowly broke them until they gave up. But there was always something about you that struck me as...
Unique.
You see, even in the face of death and mutilation, you've always managed to be cheerful. You've always managed to have this air of confidence in your smile even when the words coming out of your mouth foretold your own demise. You've always managed to say "This guy might kill me" with a sort of implied meaning that said "But I doubt it." That's what makes you special. That's what gives you a sporting chance as a small guy in the big guy games. Insert size of the dog metaphor here. But, what I just watched.. it isn't you. It's not the Jack Hammond that Angel and I picked to represent the Social Enemies. It's not the Jack Hammond that Angel and I betrayed to push him towards being the leader this company needed. What I want to know is..
Who are you and what have you done with Hammy?
If you asked me, right now to my face, if winning is everything, you would get a Hell no. What you need to understand is, that you have the tools to be the absolute best. And even the absolute best doesn't win every match. I'm not trying to get you to buy into my philosophy because it's my philosophy, only simply because it's the truth. When you remove doubt, you break the limit that holds you back. Do you deserve to be here? Yes. Will people remember you if you don't win?
Of course.
Because you're a memorable person Jack. Count on it.
As for the Sexy One, it amazes me how you can listen to me, and yet not at the same time.. let me put it clearly for you, I'll even speak slower so you understand every word..
I'm....
Not....
Playing...
With....
You...
There's nothing to this except what you see. I groomed you these last weeks, so that you would challenge yourself. You would push yourself to be better just to spite me. It's kinda annoying to deal with, but it seems to be the most effective way to get anyone to do anything. But now, I'm starting to doubt that you really listened. I'm starting to wonder if you actually found a way to improve or if you just had a flashing moment of brilliance. My watch shows me that it is in the early stages of morning on Saturday, and you have about a day and a half until you get the chance to realize your dream. I hope that one day you will, but I'll be making sure that it's not..
At my expense
Nothing personal. Give me all you have, or go home. Everything or Nothing."
Give me Everything or Nothing
Give me Everything or Nothing at all
Everything or Nothing
Give me Everything or Nothing at all
Everything is all that I want
I take what I want
Everything.. I get what I want
Give me Everything or Nothing
Give me Everything or Nothing at all..
Give me Everything...
Or Nothing at all...
Give me Everything or Nothing at all
Everything or Nothing
Give me Everything or Nothing at all
Everything is all that I want
I take what I want
Everything.. I get what I want
Give me Everything or Nothing
Give me Everything or Nothing at all..
Give me Everything...
Or Nothing at all...
