Post by Chris Gardner on Aug 28, 2011 7:58:45 GMT -6
Very clever, Todd. VERY clever. Attacking me for saving your ass from the Guns - way to show your grattitude.
You see, you question me for not being there for you when you needed. I'm impressed you're unable to understand that I needed that time off. I had concussions to take care of and you knew about them, becuase I told you myself. You knew I had to sort out the things with my family, and if you were a better parent, you'd have known through your daughter Brittany that MY daughter Gladys was sent to hospital and she stood there for a whole week because of her sickness.
But you just don't seem to care, do you?
I came back when I was ready to come back. And I was watching you on TV in the hospital, in rehab, at home, and I gritted my teeth every time that they took those attacks on you, because I wasn't there to help you. I wanted to be there to help you. But you don't seem to understand. All you seem to care about as of now is keeping the image of the tough guy after Crystal dumped you for Steve Awesome and is hanging around with boys YOU think they're bigger fishes than you.
But when I come to think of it, Todd, I didn't come back to save you from the Young Guns, oh no. Todd, you of all people, don't need heroic saviors to protect your ass. The world knows you've defeated Rob motherloving Diamond to become the X-Champion, and hell, that in itself is a big ass accomplishment, don't think I've forgotten about that! And you even defended that championship successfully once, so don't tell me you're a damsel in distress that needs a prince charming on a white horse. That would be a big fat lie. I didn't come back to save you from an immiment beating from the hands of Lex Sense and Jimmy Zane.
I came to save you from yourself.
After all the stuff with Crystal, Verona and everybody else, you just seem to be going al the way downhill, and this is getting to your head. The fact that you brought that old passion of yours with Sarah Richardson just to rub it in everybody's face that you're hooking up with a blonde bombshell won't change the fact that we can all see you're an unstable trainwreck.
You can't blame me for coming back late for your help, because you KNOW why it took me so long. What you can do, Todd, is recognize that both you and me are going through hard times. I felt my knee during my match against Jason Evans and I let him pin me because it stinged so hard I couldn't take it anymore. And I needed to be in one piece for the pay-per-view, because my gut feelings were telling me I'd be there.
And here I am, getting ready for another match. Against a man that double crossed me.
And no matter how much will it hurt, sting or burn me, Todd, I WILL be there. And I won't be there to save you this time. I won't be there to beat you either, though.
I'll be there to beat some reality into you.
It's not because of no match.
You're in need of it.
You see, you question me for not being there for you when you needed. I'm impressed you're unable to understand that I needed that time off. I had concussions to take care of and you knew about them, becuase I told you myself. You knew I had to sort out the things with my family, and if you were a better parent, you'd have known through your daughter Brittany that MY daughter Gladys was sent to hospital and she stood there for a whole week because of her sickness.
But you just don't seem to care, do you?
I came back when I was ready to come back. And I was watching you on TV in the hospital, in rehab, at home, and I gritted my teeth every time that they took those attacks on you, because I wasn't there to help you. I wanted to be there to help you. But you don't seem to understand. All you seem to care about as of now is keeping the image of the tough guy after Crystal dumped you for Steve Awesome and is hanging around with boys YOU think they're bigger fishes than you.
But when I come to think of it, Todd, I didn't come back to save you from the Young Guns, oh no. Todd, you of all people, don't need heroic saviors to protect your ass. The world knows you've defeated Rob motherloving Diamond to become the X-Champion, and hell, that in itself is a big ass accomplishment, don't think I've forgotten about that! And you even defended that championship successfully once, so don't tell me you're a damsel in distress that needs a prince charming on a white horse. That would be a big fat lie. I didn't come back to save you from an immiment beating from the hands of Lex Sense and Jimmy Zane.
I came to save you from yourself.
After all the stuff with Crystal, Verona and everybody else, you just seem to be going al the way downhill, and this is getting to your head. The fact that you brought that old passion of yours with Sarah Richardson just to rub it in everybody's face that you're hooking up with a blonde bombshell won't change the fact that we can all see you're an unstable trainwreck.
You can't blame me for coming back late for your help, because you KNOW why it took me so long. What you can do, Todd, is recognize that both you and me are going through hard times. I felt my knee during my match against Jason Evans and I let him pin me because it stinged so hard I couldn't take it anymore. And I needed to be in one piece for the pay-per-view, because my gut feelings were telling me I'd be there.
And here I am, getting ready for another match. Against a man that double crossed me.
And no matter how much will it hurt, sting or burn me, Todd, I WILL be there. And I won't be there to save you this time. I won't be there to beat you either, though.
I'll be there to beat some reality into you.
It's not because of no match.
You're in need of it.