Post by Dr Jonas Potter on Aug 24, 2011 17:02:13 GMT -6
..::PROLOGUE::..
There are a multitude of things that are running through my mind today. So many things that, had I been a softer man, would be lost in the pain and soreness I am feeling from head to toe right now. As a matter of fact, I think the question at the forefront of my mind is actually..
~Is Claxton trying to kill me before my match this weekend?~
He has had me training with several people the last few days to get ready for this submission match against Kristoff Liam Bates for the Honor Championship and I would swear he told them to put it to me pretty hard. This one bloke trains aspiring fighters in mixed martial arts. He had me twisted and contorted in ways that I never thought possible. He wrenched my legs, arms, and head in directions they weren't meant to. It was an excruciating experience to be sure, however, I did learn a few things. I learned some new holds designed to make my opponent tap out. I learned that force, plus pressure, plus weight can make the difference in agonizing pain, and forcing your opponent to tap out. And most importantly, I learned that no matter what, later today..
~I am going to need to make an appointment with the chiropractor!~
But that's not the point, now is it. You see, Bates, I have been training hard to learn everything I can about the art of submission wrestling. You have challenged me to prove it to you, to show it. To do something other than just talk, and I plan on doing just that, mate. I plan on coming out there and showing you everything I have learned. Unlike you, I don't have to walk around like an uncivilized barbarian choking out innocent bystanders or backstage help at NCW. I certainly don't have to attack reporters for doing their job and asking the questions people want to know the answer to.
~That's not how I operate!~
Funny though, that you would take to deflecting criticisms and assumptions thrown on you onto me. I find it hilarious that you would even imply such a thing! Because I have the good sense of keeping my personal life, well, for lack of a better term....
~PERSONAL~
You see, Bates, you flaunt your sexual escapades to throw people off your scent. You make your life an open book, and as such your life is up for scrutiny to the public. Just like Steve Awesome, everything you do is questionable at best, and you have the nerve to be upset when people judge you for your actions. You have the nerve to get upset when someone calls you out. You can make all the judgments on me that you want, Bates.
~Pot~
~Kettle~
~Frying Pan~
~Microwaveable Bowl~
I keep my life private for a reason. Because I want to protect the ones I love. I want to protect my personal life at all costs. So Kristoff, please, when you try to bring my personal life into things just to deflect the focus off of you, at least be honest about your intentions.
~Be Honest With YOURSELF!~
I have stated previously that I am a medical doctor and that mental problems are a hobby. I stated as much just a couple of weeks ago. Maybe you're narcissistic and maybe you aren't. Maybe you have a completely different affliction. There could be a million things wrong with you, Bates. And sadly, the thing you think is the biggest thing wrong with you isn't even a big deal. I may have overlooked a few things when it comes to your mental state, Bates. It is quite possible as I am a novice when it comes to diagnosing mental illness. I am a novice when it comes to all the types of of personality traits. But I can tell you this...
~I am an EXPERT and pointing out a plain old asshole!~
..::SETTING::..
The scene opens in the basement of the good Doctor's brownstone in Manhattan. The camera fades in and we see Potter sitting on a bench with his back to the camera. Hunched over, head down, sweat glistening off his body. The camera moves slowly towards him and then to his flank. His hair is soaked in sweat and his eyes are closed. His hands lay limply over the ends of his knees wrapped in tape. As the camera moves around him, he begins to slowly roll his head and neck from side to side wincing in pain as he does. He sits up, rolling his shoulders around, trying to stretch himself out. The door opens behind him and his good friend Claxton comes in with a tray. On the tray are a few things.
~Muscle Rub~
~Two Ace Bandages~
~A cold compress~
~Two bags of ice wrapped in tape!~
He places the tray on the table next to Potter and then begins to take the plastic off the ace bandages. He takes the clasps off them and places them on the tray. He then grabs one of the bags of ice, places it on Potter's right knee and begins to wrap the ace bandage around it. Once completely wrapped, he secures it in place and then wraps the other knee the same way. He grabs the cold compress and puts it on the back of his neck. Potter reaches up and holds it as Claxton takes the muscle rub and rubs it on the right shoulder of Potter.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Before you accuse me of telling him to go hard on you, I didn't.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Oh, no, I would never accuse you of setting me up, Claxton! (rolls eyes)
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You really think I did!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
I never said that!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You rolled your eyes!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Did not!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You did so!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Did not.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Well, think what you want, it wasn't anything like that.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Regardless, I am here all bandaged up like a victom of some heinous crime with just a few days to rest and get back to one hundred percent, or as close to it as possible before i step in the ring with that animal!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You will be fine! You said yourself that nobody in this business is a hundred percent!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
True, True. Have you seen Kristoff Bates' latest promotional video?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Yes, I was hoping you hadn't as of yet.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Why on earth would you NOT want me to see the video?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
He had some pretty derogatory things to say.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
That's what these videos are for, Claxton! To hype things up for the show and make sure everyone knows how much we hate each other before we set foot in the ring on Sunday.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You hate Bates?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Not at all, I just find him incredibly curious. And odd. Did you notice in his tirade that he asked me if I had ever made a man submit? And then bragged several times that he had made plenty of men submit to him.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Yes, what about it?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Don't you find it a bit odd that a man like him, throwing around homosexual accusations at me, would use those words in his promo?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Double entandre?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Perhaps. Or perhaps its the truth trying to come out. Perhaps it was an attempt on his part to let go of his hangup on who he is and just say what he wanted to say.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Or maybe he just meant he made men submit in wrestling matches!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
(whispers to himself) jello wrestling, perhaps.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
What was that?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Nothing at all. So, help me upstairs so I can at least ice myself and listen to the radio and watch the rain outside.
..::SETTING::..
Potter reaches over and uses Claxton's shoulder to pull himself up. He walks through the door and up the stairs slowly and gingerly as his ice wrapped knees radiate pain through his legs. He gets up the stairs and into his office. He plops down in an easy chair, putting his feet on the ottoman and watches the rain fall down. Claxton turns the stereo on and leaves the room. As the soft piano music plays in the background, Doctor Potter closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep as the scene fades to black.
..::EPILOGUE::..
For some reason, I am incredibly sore today. I mean sore in places I haven't been sore in years. Oh, wait, this trainer that Claxton has found wants to wrench my body in ways it was never designed to wrench. He has torqued me in ways I am not meant to torque. But during that process, I have been able to ignore the pain and continue on. I have trained my mind to ignore the pain. To ignore the popping of ligaments as the pressure mounts in a submission move. With a few more sessions, I believe I can learn to block the pain out entirely. Making your "suffocating cubicle" useless. Rendering it completely, and totally...
~Null and Void~
But you are a master of several submission moves, and I am not saying that I will not succumb to any of them. What I am saying, Bates, is that it's going to take more than just one or two submissions to make me quit. To make me tap out and give you the win. To give up the opportunity to wear gold around my waist for the first time in my life. It would be a self defeating move because I know in my heart, mind and soul that I have what it takes to beat you come Sunday Night. I know that I have everything it takes to be a fighting champion. A champion that everyone looks up to. I would be PROUD to be champion, Bates. Not like you.
~Not like you at all!~
You hate being champion. You hate toting around that piece of hardware because you know all eyes are on you. You are expected to be in the spotlight all the time and represent New Championship Wrestling at the highest level. And THAT is why you hate that title. You hate having to let people in. To let people see you for what you really are because, like most closet..err...people like you, you aren't ready for people to know the truth because quite simply..
~You can't handle the truth yourself!~
You can't handle what you are, and therefore don't expect people to be able to handle the truth either. This is 2011, Kristoff. People like you are more accepted than ever. Leonard Fox is an open minded man. He just may surprise you, Bates. He just may prove to you that there is nothing to fear..
~But Fear Itself!~
Yes, that was a line from John F. Kennedy. But even today, its true. Think about it, Bates. Because I promise you that once you have come to terms with who you are, the world as you know it will change. The world that you live in will no longer be dark and grey. New opportunities will open to you and you will see people for who they are as they see you for who you are! That is your destiny, Kristoff. And my destiny, quite simply..
~Is to be NCW Honor Champion!~
There are a multitude of things that are running through my mind today. So many things that, had I been a softer man, would be lost in the pain and soreness I am feeling from head to toe right now. As a matter of fact, I think the question at the forefront of my mind is actually..
~Is Claxton trying to kill me before my match this weekend?~
He has had me training with several people the last few days to get ready for this submission match against Kristoff Liam Bates for the Honor Championship and I would swear he told them to put it to me pretty hard. This one bloke trains aspiring fighters in mixed martial arts. He had me twisted and contorted in ways that I never thought possible. He wrenched my legs, arms, and head in directions they weren't meant to. It was an excruciating experience to be sure, however, I did learn a few things. I learned some new holds designed to make my opponent tap out. I learned that force, plus pressure, plus weight can make the difference in agonizing pain, and forcing your opponent to tap out. And most importantly, I learned that no matter what, later today..
~I am going to need to make an appointment with the chiropractor!~
But that's not the point, now is it. You see, Bates, I have been training hard to learn everything I can about the art of submission wrestling. You have challenged me to prove it to you, to show it. To do something other than just talk, and I plan on doing just that, mate. I plan on coming out there and showing you everything I have learned. Unlike you, I don't have to walk around like an uncivilized barbarian choking out innocent bystanders or backstage help at NCW. I certainly don't have to attack reporters for doing their job and asking the questions people want to know the answer to.
~That's not how I operate!~
Funny though, that you would take to deflecting criticisms and assumptions thrown on you onto me. I find it hilarious that you would even imply such a thing! Because I have the good sense of keeping my personal life, well, for lack of a better term....
~PERSONAL~
You see, Bates, you flaunt your sexual escapades to throw people off your scent. You make your life an open book, and as such your life is up for scrutiny to the public. Just like Steve Awesome, everything you do is questionable at best, and you have the nerve to be upset when people judge you for your actions. You have the nerve to get upset when someone calls you out. You can make all the judgments on me that you want, Bates.
~Pot~
~Kettle~
~Frying Pan~
~Microwaveable Bowl~
I keep my life private for a reason. Because I want to protect the ones I love. I want to protect my personal life at all costs. So Kristoff, please, when you try to bring my personal life into things just to deflect the focus off of you, at least be honest about your intentions.
~Be Honest With YOURSELF!~
I have stated previously that I am a medical doctor and that mental problems are a hobby. I stated as much just a couple of weeks ago. Maybe you're narcissistic and maybe you aren't. Maybe you have a completely different affliction. There could be a million things wrong with you, Bates. And sadly, the thing you think is the biggest thing wrong with you isn't even a big deal. I may have overlooked a few things when it comes to your mental state, Bates. It is quite possible as I am a novice when it comes to diagnosing mental illness. I am a novice when it comes to all the types of of personality traits. But I can tell you this...
~I am an EXPERT and pointing out a plain old asshole!~
..::SETTING::..
The scene opens in the basement of the good Doctor's brownstone in Manhattan. The camera fades in and we see Potter sitting on a bench with his back to the camera. Hunched over, head down, sweat glistening off his body. The camera moves slowly towards him and then to his flank. His hair is soaked in sweat and his eyes are closed. His hands lay limply over the ends of his knees wrapped in tape. As the camera moves around him, he begins to slowly roll his head and neck from side to side wincing in pain as he does. He sits up, rolling his shoulders around, trying to stretch himself out. The door opens behind him and his good friend Claxton comes in with a tray. On the tray are a few things.
~Muscle Rub~
~Two Ace Bandages~
~A cold compress~
~Two bags of ice wrapped in tape!~
He places the tray on the table next to Potter and then begins to take the plastic off the ace bandages. He takes the clasps off them and places them on the tray. He then grabs one of the bags of ice, places it on Potter's right knee and begins to wrap the ace bandage around it. Once completely wrapped, he secures it in place and then wraps the other knee the same way. He grabs the cold compress and puts it on the back of his neck. Potter reaches up and holds it as Claxton takes the muscle rub and rubs it on the right shoulder of Potter.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Before you accuse me of telling him to go hard on you, I didn't.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Oh, no, I would never accuse you of setting me up, Claxton! (rolls eyes)
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You really think I did!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
I never said that!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You rolled your eyes!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Did not!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You did so!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Did not.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Well, think what you want, it wasn't anything like that.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Regardless, I am here all bandaged up like a victom of some heinous crime with just a few days to rest and get back to one hundred percent, or as close to it as possible before i step in the ring with that animal!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You will be fine! You said yourself that nobody in this business is a hundred percent!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
True, True. Have you seen Kristoff Bates' latest promotional video?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Yes, I was hoping you hadn't as of yet.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Why on earth would you NOT want me to see the video?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
He had some pretty derogatory things to say.
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
That's what these videos are for, Claxton! To hype things up for the show and make sure everyone knows how much we hate each other before we set foot in the ring on Sunday.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You hate Bates?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Not at all, I just find him incredibly curious. And odd. Did you notice in his tirade that he asked me if I had ever made a man submit? And then bragged several times that he had made plenty of men submit to him.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Yes, what about it?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Don't you find it a bit odd that a man like him, throwing around homosexual accusations at me, would use those words in his promo?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Double entandre?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Perhaps. Or perhaps its the truth trying to come out. Perhaps it was an attempt on his part to let go of his hangup on who he is and just say what he wanted to say.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Or maybe he just meant he made men submit in wrestling matches!
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
(whispers to himself) jello wrestling, perhaps.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
What was that?
..::DOCTOR JONAS POTTER::..
Nothing at all. So, help me upstairs so I can at least ice myself and listen to the radio and watch the rain outside.
..::SETTING::..
Potter reaches over and uses Claxton's shoulder to pull himself up. He walks through the door and up the stairs slowly and gingerly as his ice wrapped knees radiate pain through his legs. He gets up the stairs and into his office. He plops down in an easy chair, putting his feet on the ottoman and watches the rain fall down. Claxton turns the stereo on and leaves the room. As the soft piano music plays in the background, Doctor Potter closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep as the scene fades to black.
..::EPILOGUE::..
For some reason, I am incredibly sore today. I mean sore in places I haven't been sore in years. Oh, wait, this trainer that Claxton has found wants to wrench my body in ways it was never designed to wrench. He has torqued me in ways I am not meant to torque. But during that process, I have been able to ignore the pain and continue on. I have trained my mind to ignore the pain. To ignore the popping of ligaments as the pressure mounts in a submission move. With a few more sessions, I believe I can learn to block the pain out entirely. Making your "suffocating cubicle" useless. Rendering it completely, and totally...
~Null and Void~
But you are a master of several submission moves, and I am not saying that I will not succumb to any of them. What I am saying, Bates, is that it's going to take more than just one or two submissions to make me quit. To make me tap out and give you the win. To give up the opportunity to wear gold around my waist for the first time in my life. It would be a self defeating move because I know in my heart, mind and soul that I have what it takes to beat you come Sunday Night. I know that I have everything it takes to be a fighting champion. A champion that everyone looks up to. I would be PROUD to be champion, Bates. Not like you.
~Not like you at all!~
You hate being champion. You hate toting around that piece of hardware because you know all eyes are on you. You are expected to be in the spotlight all the time and represent New Championship Wrestling at the highest level. And THAT is why you hate that title. You hate having to let people in. To let people see you for what you really are because, like most closet..err...people like you, you aren't ready for people to know the truth because quite simply..
~You can't handle the truth yourself!~
You can't handle what you are, and therefore don't expect people to be able to handle the truth either. This is 2011, Kristoff. People like you are more accepted than ever. Leonard Fox is an open minded man. He just may surprise you, Bates. He just may prove to you that there is nothing to fear..
~But Fear Itself!~
Yes, that was a line from John F. Kennedy. But even today, its true. Think about it, Bates. Because I promise you that once you have come to terms with who you are, the world as you know it will change. The world that you live in will no longer be dark and grey. New opportunities will open to you and you will see people for who they are as they see you for who you are! That is your destiny, Kristoff. And my destiny, quite simply..
~Is to be NCW Honor Champion!~