Post by Jabari Woodhead on Jan 22, 2010 13:43:03 GMT -6
*Enter Fergus Callaghan holding a bottle of water and wearing a black shirt with the words "Death before Dishonor" on the the front*
Fergus: I Fergus Callaghan, am a quitter. I know that when most of you hear this you think that means I have quit on my wrestling career because it seems like I haven't been putting much effort into my matches as of late. Nothing could be further from the truth. The thing is 3 months ago I was in rehab for alcohol abuse. I would like to say that as of today with the except on the one mistake I made a few weeks ago that I am completely alcohol free now. I guess you could say that I am now a born again straight edge. For all you dumb hill billies in Texas that doesn't know what straight edge is, someone who is straight edge doe not consume alcohol, does not take take drugs and does not smoke. Since I entered rehab I discovered how much better my body and mind functions without these poisons coursing through my body. I'm sure you hill billies are saying right now.
"Well if he doesn't do this stuff anymore then why is he still losing?" *Nuak*
*Fergus snickers*
Fergus: Well its quite simple and I'll try and dumb it down so that you will understand it. When I trained to be a wrestler I was drunk all the time. My body was conditioned to function better as I wrestled when I was under the influence of alcohol. The past few weeks I have had less then stellar performances because I am having to retrain my body to wrestle sober. This task is showing to be quite a difficult one but I have been improving significantly over the last few days. In fact even though I am not one-hundred percent the way I should be I know that I am at least good enough right now to be able to beat Dark Horse and Tempestad.
*Fergus takes a drink from the water bottle*
Fergus: First of all there is Tempestad. A man who came here only to test his trade against the best in the world. Something he has failed to be able to do until tonight. I don't really care who you have faced because you haven't beaten anyone like the new and improve Fergus Callaghan. All you really are too me right now is another illegal immigrant who is here to steal jobs from Americans. Well I guess Tempestad if this whole wrestling in America doesn't go well then you can always go back to Mexico where you came from or go to some other place where you are away from hard working Americans or if you really need a job I guess I could hire you to mow my lawn.
*Fergus takes another drink of water*
Fergus: And then there is Dark Horse. Another Mark Evil or Dark Prophet rip off. Another mysterious person that no one knows anything about. Not that anyone would want to know what you do when you are sacrificing goats in your backyard. In fact I think I've seen you wrestling in some other crappy promotion. I mean everything about you seems the same as that guy. Same kind of entrance, same clothes and even some of the same moves. I guess I finally realized that all of these dark characters are all the same. There is no real difference between you, Mark Evil, Dark Prophet and Fate. Hell you are even like Julietta Lee. You know that this character is way way way too over played if girls are starting to get into the act with it too. Dark Horse you just like Mark Evil and Dark Prophet will eventually drift into obscurity and no one will ever remember that you even existed.
*Fergus takes a big drink from the bottle and finishes off the remaining water and puts the cap back on it and tosses it onto the floor*
Fergus: I guess that since I'm in such a mood for change that I will also go out and say that I will no longer wrestle in hardcore/xtreme rules matches. No longer will I be considered a barbarian like Mark Evil and what Spike Kane used to be. From now on I only fight for the honor of the sport and I will only fight when there are rules in place to keep the animals out of the ring.
*Fergus then walks off camera as the scene fades to black*
Fergus: I Fergus Callaghan, am a quitter. I know that when most of you hear this you think that means I have quit on my wrestling career because it seems like I haven't been putting much effort into my matches as of late. Nothing could be further from the truth. The thing is 3 months ago I was in rehab for alcohol abuse. I would like to say that as of today with the except on the one mistake I made a few weeks ago that I am completely alcohol free now. I guess you could say that I am now a born again straight edge. For all you dumb hill billies in Texas that doesn't know what straight edge is, someone who is straight edge doe not consume alcohol, does not take take drugs and does not smoke. Since I entered rehab I discovered how much better my body and mind functions without these poisons coursing through my body. I'm sure you hill billies are saying right now.
"Well if he doesn't do this stuff anymore then why is he still losing?" *Nuak*
*Fergus snickers*
Fergus: Well its quite simple and I'll try and dumb it down so that you will understand it. When I trained to be a wrestler I was drunk all the time. My body was conditioned to function better as I wrestled when I was under the influence of alcohol. The past few weeks I have had less then stellar performances because I am having to retrain my body to wrestle sober. This task is showing to be quite a difficult one but I have been improving significantly over the last few days. In fact even though I am not one-hundred percent the way I should be I know that I am at least good enough right now to be able to beat Dark Horse and Tempestad.
*Fergus takes a drink from the water bottle*
Fergus: First of all there is Tempestad. A man who came here only to test his trade against the best in the world. Something he has failed to be able to do until tonight. I don't really care who you have faced because you haven't beaten anyone like the new and improve Fergus Callaghan. All you really are too me right now is another illegal immigrant who is here to steal jobs from Americans. Well I guess Tempestad if this whole wrestling in America doesn't go well then you can always go back to Mexico where you came from or go to some other place where you are away from hard working Americans or if you really need a job I guess I could hire you to mow my lawn.
*Fergus takes another drink of water*
Fergus: And then there is Dark Horse. Another Mark Evil or Dark Prophet rip off. Another mysterious person that no one knows anything about. Not that anyone would want to know what you do when you are sacrificing goats in your backyard. In fact I think I've seen you wrestling in some other crappy promotion. I mean everything about you seems the same as that guy. Same kind of entrance, same clothes and even some of the same moves. I guess I finally realized that all of these dark characters are all the same. There is no real difference between you, Mark Evil, Dark Prophet and Fate. Hell you are even like Julietta Lee. You know that this character is way way way too over played if girls are starting to get into the act with it too. Dark Horse you just like Mark Evil and Dark Prophet will eventually drift into obscurity and no one will ever remember that you even existed.
*Fergus takes a big drink from the bottle and finishes off the remaining water and puts the cap back on it and tosses it onto the floor*
Fergus: I guess that since I'm in such a mood for change that I will also go out and say that I will no longer wrestle in hardcore/xtreme rules matches. No longer will I be considered a barbarian like Mark Evil and what Spike Kane used to be. From now on I only fight for the honor of the sport and I will only fight when there are rules in place to keep the animals out of the ring.
*Fergus then walks off camera as the scene fades to black*