Post by Xander Famularo on Jul 29, 2011 18:04:05 GMT -6
{Xander sits across from Angelina at the restaurant, a nice little Italian place. Xander’s head is focused on his plate, looking intently at the little piles of peas and mashed potatoes and steak all perfectly separated from one another. He pushes the food around with his fork, the silence is blisteringly loud.}
Angelina: What’s wrong?
Xander: Huh? Nothing... I am great.
Angelina: You aren’t very talkative tonight.
Xander: Sorry, I am just not really good at this.
Angelina: Good at what...
Xander: Dating.
Angelina: What do you mean, you are a professional wrestler, you must get all the ladies.
Xander: No, I am not like that. I never have been good at talking to girls.
Angelina: Huh, interesting. So what do you do when the girls come throwing themselves at you after the matches?
Xander: Well, I normally flex my pecs then hide in my locker room until the other dudes took them to their locker rooms.
{Angelina laughs and Xander takes the time to further organize his peas, removing the tiny pearl onions that have been added to them.}
[See Roberto, I remember being in the locker room in middle school. I was fat, and when I say fat I don’t mean a little plump, I mean like one of those fat kids at the beach, you know the one that can’t even see his penis.]
Angelina: Well, I guess I am willing to work with you on the talking, as long as you return my phone calls once in awhile.
Xander: Yeah... I am really sorry about that. Like I said, I am not good at this.
[Maybe this lack of confidence came from all those titty twisters in the locker room, imagine the amazing son of Gib not even able to defend himself against prepubescent trash, kids who had more pimples then muscle mass.]
{Angelina finishes her dinner and looks at Xander’s plate, his face is red with embarrassment}
Angelina: Look, I don’t want this to be difficult, I already like you so the hard part is over. Now you just have to figure out how to talk to me once in awhile and things should work well.
{Xander cracks a smile at this and the scene fades}
It never was easy to get that confidence back, and honestly in most aspects of my life I am not confident at all. In certain situations I still feel like that kid in school wearing a flannel shirt to cover up his bitch tits. In a lot of ways that little person still lives within me. The only place I feel confident and comfortable is in a wrestling ring. That is my home, where I don’t have to worry about being insignificant.
What did you overcome Roberto? I am not asking this as some sort of challenge, I am asking because this week I became genuinely interested, you have proven this week that you are capable of showing respect to an opponent and you have handled this week well. I know, the world sees you as the underdog don’t they Roberto? That isn’t the way it is supposed to be.
I was the underdog. I remember the last day of 8th grade, I finally found the courage to ask that girl I liked out, at this point I hadn’t even dated a girl and I marched up to her and asked her out. She looked at me smiled, and replied in such a sweet and whimsical way, “Not if you were the last man on earth.” I am not sure if I ever recovered from that defeat, and I vowed to never let myself feel that way again. That summer I took my life back, I lifted twice a day, I accepted my fathers teachings and in one summer I became a massively scary individual. Who knew that there were muscles lying dormant under mounds of fat. I never looked back from that day.
And since then I am still physically confident. I know what I can do, I know what I am capable of, and if you have done your homework Roberto, you will know what I am capable of as well. Sure, I may not be smooth with the ladies, but I know how to wrestle.
And I have never had to woo anyone in that wrestling ring, so I would say that my skill set seems to be working just fine.
{Scene reopens, Xander walks through a carnival with Angelina, she holds on to his arm, and walks, she looks amazing, just amazing. Todd did well dressing Xander as well, he wears a pair of faded jeans and a striped button down shirt open with a black tank top underneath, an obligatory gold chain adorns his chest as well.}
Angelina: I want a teddy bear.
Xander: Ok, pick a game that I will be good at and I must warn you my fine motor skills are not the greatest so if you could stray away from darts, that would be fantastic.
{She looks around and starts to pull him towards a game}
Carnie: Oh little lady are you going to test your strenght tonight?
Angelina: No, I think this man will...
{The carnie looks at Xander who removes his shirt, showing off his massive frame more prevalently. He grabs the hammer}
Carnie: Wait, wait, this is a special night, one hand only.
Angelina: Screw that I call bull****...
{Xander smiles and grabs the hammer with his right arm, he pivots his hip raises it over his back and in one arc slams it down on the base sending the marker all the way to the top. The machine lights up and Angelina smiles, grabbing a giant teddy bear from the table}
Angelina: Thanks...
{She kisses him on the cheek as he puts the shirt back on, he blushes as she puts her are around his and walks with her shoulder pressed into his}
Roberto I am not perfect and I apologize if it has come across as such. I know that this weekend isn’t a foregone conclusion, I know that this weekend could very easily be another failure in a long list, but my definition of failure doesn’t necessarily mean that I will feel like a loser if I don’t win this match. Because really, I know what I fight for and what I fight for isn’t victory.
I fight because I want things to be epic. I fight because I want to show the world what I am capable of and because I want to drag every person on this roster from Hexx to Robert Diamond to the five star matches they are capable of.
So why am I choosing now to show the world that I am not some superhuman, I know I have talked about how great I am countless times but I think it is important for those that watch us every week to no that I am no better then they are. I have flaws, I make mistakes and do bad things. I know these things, but everything I do. I do the very best I can. I have been gifted to be able to go to this wrestling ring every week. I am lucky to have a following like the one I have.
I just don't understand why you think getting help from a man who lost to you is a bad idea in your mind? That shows that you truly aren’t a student of this game Roberto. I’ll be frank here, because really what is the point of doing anything else at this point. Win or Lose being in the ring multiple times with someone makes them know more about you, more then watching tapes. And for the record, you didn’t really beat him last month, that finish was a farce and sure you left with the title, but holding a DQ victory above your head like it is a career defining accomplishment shows just how far you are grasping for things to say.
Those that you fought can offer me the best advice, did you bother to ask any of my opponents? Probably not, because you think you have this game figured out. Well, you may have but unfortunately I have changed the whole way the game is played Roberto.
{Xander and Angelina stand outside of an apartment, they hold hands in front of them}
Angelina: So, do you want to come up?
{Xander takes a second pondering the offer and lowers his head}
Xander: Not tonight, and not because I don’t want to hang out but because I need to crunch tapes tonight. But, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the PPV with me?
Angelina: YES!
{Her response was so quickly said that I didn’t have a chance to write a description of it in here...}
Angelina: A chance to be backstage at an nCw PPV, I wouldn’t miss it.
Xander: Plus I will be there...
Angelina: Oh yeah, I almost forgot about that.
{She punches him in the arm and then grabs the sides of his face pulling him down for a kiss, after they finish she turns and walks up the stairs, Xander turns and his face is elation personified}
I have too much going for me right now Roberto, I have too much going for me to be set back. I won’t allow a setback now, I have to win this match. I have too many people depending on me, too many people who have invested their time, energy, blood, sweat and tears into me to let me down.
I have been trained by the greatest wrestlers in this business, Adam Knite and my father. I am running with some of the best wrestlers this federation has ever been privy to witness in the ring, Todd Williams, Trent Helms and Alex Jones and I won’t let them down.
Every time to hit me, I will respond with a force unlike you have ever felt.
Every time you try to pin me, my shoulder will rise...
All my bones you attempt to break will be gifted with impermeability.
My blood with do nothing but strengthen me.
Roberto, the world is one my side and what do you have? You have the crew of little boys and imbeciles. I respect your ambition, I am glad you realize that I am the most dangerous opponent you have gone against in your time here but I am afraid that at this point it isn’t enough.
I respect the reasons you fight. I respect the fact that you are trying to bring the best out in people in your very own way and in that way you and I are alike. I too fight for the people but I don’t push them away, I don’t attempt to dissuade them from following me, but then again in this game, in this time and place there has to be a bad guy.
And to be honest Robert, you play the part well. I remember when my father wore the Harold mask he only went after people whom he felt needed to better themselves. He only went after those that were not taking advantages of the wonderful things they had in life and he too was painted as a heel, as a villain. That seems to be the way of the world, even if what you do is good, if you do it without a smile people consider it bad regardless.
It is a rare occurrence when a champion is considered the underdog, but it isn’t a bad place to be. Now it is up to you Roberto, it is up to you to rise to the occasion, it is up to you to stand tall and tear all my dreams asunder.
I guarantee that if you beat me this week, you won’t be considered the underdog again, winning against me will be one of those crowning moments and in a way I would love to see you get it, as a lover of this business I would love to see you continue to hold that title to give the title the respect and dignity it has lacked because of frequent changes.
But there can only be one winner this weekend Roberto, and I am sure we will both come out of this match looking amazing, and even though I am sure we will both come out of this match feeling like we were just in the main event of the biggest match of all time.
There can only be one hand raised
And it will be mine. Because this is my legacy.
Angelina: What’s wrong?
Xander: Huh? Nothing... I am great.
Angelina: You aren’t very talkative tonight.
Xander: Sorry, I am just not really good at this.
Angelina: Good at what...
Xander: Dating.
Angelina: What do you mean, you are a professional wrestler, you must get all the ladies.
Xander: No, I am not like that. I never have been good at talking to girls.
Angelina: Huh, interesting. So what do you do when the girls come throwing themselves at you after the matches?
Xander: Well, I normally flex my pecs then hide in my locker room until the other dudes took them to their locker rooms.
{Angelina laughs and Xander takes the time to further organize his peas, removing the tiny pearl onions that have been added to them.}
[See Roberto, I remember being in the locker room in middle school. I was fat, and when I say fat I don’t mean a little plump, I mean like one of those fat kids at the beach, you know the one that can’t even see his penis.]
Angelina: Well, I guess I am willing to work with you on the talking, as long as you return my phone calls once in awhile.
Xander: Yeah... I am really sorry about that. Like I said, I am not good at this.
[Maybe this lack of confidence came from all those titty twisters in the locker room, imagine the amazing son of Gib not even able to defend himself against prepubescent trash, kids who had more pimples then muscle mass.]
{Angelina finishes her dinner and looks at Xander’s plate, his face is red with embarrassment}
Angelina: Look, I don’t want this to be difficult, I already like you so the hard part is over. Now you just have to figure out how to talk to me once in awhile and things should work well.
{Xander cracks a smile at this and the scene fades}
It never was easy to get that confidence back, and honestly in most aspects of my life I am not confident at all. In certain situations I still feel like that kid in school wearing a flannel shirt to cover up his bitch tits. In a lot of ways that little person still lives within me. The only place I feel confident and comfortable is in a wrestling ring. That is my home, where I don’t have to worry about being insignificant.
What did you overcome Roberto? I am not asking this as some sort of challenge, I am asking because this week I became genuinely interested, you have proven this week that you are capable of showing respect to an opponent and you have handled this week well. I know, the world sees you as the underdog don’t they Roberto? That isn’t the way it is supposed to be.
I was the underdog. I remember the last day of 8th grade, I finally found the courage to ask that girl I liked out, at this point I hadn’t even dated a girl and I marched up to her and asked her out. She looked at me smiled, and replied in such a sweet and whimsical way, “Not if you were the last man on earth.” I am not sure if I ever recovered from that defeat, and I vowed to never let myself feel that way again. That summer I took my life back, I lifted twice a day, I accepted my fathers teachings and in one summer I became a massively scary individual. Who knew that there were muscles lying dormant under mounds of fat. I never looked back from that day.
And since then I am still physically confident. I know what I can do, I know what I am capable of, and if you have done your homework Roberto, you will know what I am capable of as well. Sure, I may not be smooth with the ladies, but I know how to wrestle.
And I have never had to woo anyone in that wrestling ring, so I would say that my skill set seems to be working just fine.
{Scene reopens, Xander walks through a carnival with Angelina, she holds on to his arm, and walks, she looks amazing, just amazing. Todd did well dressing Xander as well, he wears a pair of faded jeans and a striped button down shirt open with a black tank top underneath, an obligatory gold chain adorns his chest as well.}
Angelina: I want a teddy bear.
Xander: Ok, pick a game that I will be good at and I must warn you my fine motor skills are not the greatest so if you could stray away from darts, that would be fantastic.
{She looks around and starts to pull him towards a game}
Carnie: Oh little lady are you going to test your strenght tonight?
Angelina: No, I think this man will...
{The carnie looks at Xander who removes his shirt, showing off his massive frame more prevalently. He grabs the hammer}
Carnie: Wait, wait, this is a special night, one hand only.
Angelina: Screw that I call bull****...
{Xander smiles and grabs the hammer with his right arm, he pivots his hip raises it over his back and in one arc slams it down on the base sending the marker all the way to the top. The machine lights up and Angelina smiles, grabbing a giant teddy bear from the table}
Angelina: Thanks...
{She kisses him on the cheek as he puts the shirt back on, he blushes as she puts her are around his and walks with her shoulder pressed into his}
Roberto I am not perfect and I apologize if it has come across as such. I know that this weekend isn’t a foregone conclusion, I know that this weekend could very easily be another failure in a long list, but my definition of failure doesn’t necessarily mean that I will feel like a loser if I don’t win this match. Because really, I know what I fight for and what I fight for isn’t victory.
I fight because I want things to be epic. I fight because I want to show the world what I am capable of and because I want to drag every person on this roster from Hexx to Robert Diamond to the five star matches they are capable of.
So why am I choosing now to show the world that I am not some superhuman, I know I have talked about how great I am countless times but I think it is important for those that watch us every week to no that I am no better then they are. I have flaws, I make mistakes and do bad things. I know these things, but everything I do. I do the very best I can. I have been gifted to be able to go to this wrestling ring every week. I am lucky to have a following like the one I have.
I just don't understand why you think getting help from a man who lost to you is a bad idea in your mind? That shows that you truly aren’t a student of this game Roberto. I’ll be frank here, because really what is the point of doing anything else at this point. Win or Lose being in the ring multiple times with someone makes them know more about you, more then watching tapes. And for the record, you didn’t really beat him last month, that finish was a farce and sure you left with the title, but holding a DQ victory above your head like it is a career defining accomplishment shows just how far you are grasping for things to say.
Those that you fought can offer me the best advice, did you bother to ask any of my opponents? Probably not, because you think you have this game figured out. Well, you may have but unfortunately I have changed the whole way the game is played Roberto.
{Xander and Angelina stand outside of an apartment, they hold hands in front of them}
Angelina: So, do you want to come up?
{Xander takes a second pondering the offer and lowers his head}
Xander: Not tonight, and not because I don’t want to hang out but because I need to crunch tapes tonight. But, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the PPV with me?
Angelina: YES!
{Her response was so quickly said that I didn’t have a chance to write a description of it in here...}
Angelina: A chance to be backstage at an nCw PPV, I wouldn’t miss it.
Xander: Plus I will be there...
Angelina: Oh yeah, I almost forgot about that.
{She punches him in the arm and then grabs the sides of his face pulling him down for a kiss, after they finish she turns and walks up the stairs, Xander turns and his face is elation personified}
I have too much going for me right now Roberto, I have too much going for me to be set back. I won’t allow a setback now, I have to win this match. I have too many people depending on me, too many people who have invested their time, energy, blood, sweat and tears into me to let me down.
I have been trained by the greatest wrestlers in this business, Adam Knite and my father. I am running with some of the best wrestlers this federation has ever been privy to witness in the ring, Todd Williams, Trent Helms and Alex Jones and I won’t let them down.
Every time to hit me, I will respond with a force unlike you have ever felt.
Every time you try to pin me, my shoulder will rise...
All my bones you attempt to break will be gifted with impermeability.
My blood with do nothing but strengthen me.
Roberto, the world is one my side and what do you have? You have the crew of little boys and imbeciles. I respect your ambition, I am glad you realize that I am the most dangerous opponent you have gone against in your time here but I am afraid that at this point it isn’t enough.
I respect the reasons you fight. I respect the fact that you are trying to bring the best out in people in your very own way and in that way you and I are alike. I too fight for the people but I don’t push them away, I don’t attempt to dissuade them from following me, but then again in this game, in this time and place there has to be a bad guy.
And to be honest Robert, you play the part well. I remember when my father wore the Harold mask he only went after people whom he felt needed to better themselves. He only went after those that were not taking advantages of the wonderful things they had in life and he too was painted as a heel, as a villain. That seems to be the way of the world, even if what you do is good, if you do it without a smile people consider it bad regardless.
It is a rare occurrence when a champion is considered the underdog, but it isn’t a bad place to be. Now it is up to you Roberto, it is up to you to rise to the occasion, it is up to you to stand tall and tear all my dreams asunder.
I guarantee that if you beat me this week, you won’t be considered the underdog again, winning against me will be one of those crowning moments and in a way I would love to see you get it, as a lover of this business I would love to see you continue to hold that title to give the title the respect and dignity it has lacked because of frequent changes.
But there can only be one winner this weekend Roberto, and I am sure we will both come out of this match looking amazing, and even though I am sure we will both come out of this match feeling like we were just in the main event of the biggest match of all time.
There can only be one hand raised
And it will be mine. Because this is my legacy.