Post by Xander Famularo on Sept 23, 2011 5:47:14 GMT -6
Well, I must admit it feels pretty good that everyone is riding my jock here. Xander is tough, Xander is a bad ass, I look forward to wrestling Xander and you know what I would look forward to wrestling all of you as well. Hell, I would rather wrestle all four of you in a handicap match then have to go at it the way we are going to do it this weekend. To me, this match, it isn’t about who is going to be the best wrestler, it will be whoever is able to run away from their opponents fast enough to grab a title.
And what everyone wants to know, the thing on everyone’s mind isn’t is Xander able to beat these men, because that is a universally acknowledged truth the question is, can Xander pull himself across the ring to grab the belt. And you know what, I am not the ideal archetype wrestler to win a match like this one, but the fact is I know I have enough strength to climb the ropes and rip the whole structure down, and that will be my gameplan, either that or let one of you get the title then when you drop to the match catch you, murder you and take the title.
One way or the other, I am leaving this match as the champion I have worked too hard and beaten too many people to lose this one. See, I have spent a great deal of my life in conflict, throughout my childhood I spent most of my time in the principal’s office, and it was mostly because of my father. I was a quiet kid then, tried to keep to myself but people saw me as a test, a large kid whose father was a wrestling superstar.
First it was one at a time…
Then two….
Then three…
And the groups were bigger and bigger, I tried to blend into my surroundings but it kept happening until I struck back. I have been striking back since those days, striking back at my mom when I was young for caring about me, striking back at kids at school, beating kids into hospital beds until they pressed charges.
I have been on conflict for too long, fighting for things that don’t matter. Being pissy because I wasn’t getting what I felt entitled to get because I was the son of a living legend of the wrestling world. I struck out against him fighting anyone I could. I struck out against the wrestling business and switched to mixed martial arts until things didn’t go my way. I tried to end my father with the help of Angel, all because it was a fight between him and I that drove her out the door, that sent her to god’s doorstep when that drunk driver hit the side of her car.
Fight and run…
Fight and run…
Fight and run…
I am done with that endless cycle, I am finished with the constant struggle and conflict and now, being where I am in life, doing what I am doing with the X-Title makes me feel at ease for the first time in a very long time. There in no conflict, there is no fleeing. I am in the best place of my life.
And I will prove it again, I will prove it in a match with four other men, I will prove it in a match that has obviously been chosen as a way to make me the underdog. But the people know, they understand that I have no equal, they know that I will come out of this match…
Bloodied…
Bruised…
Sore…
Beaten…
But not defeated, because above all my peers and my fans, the same people that were against me a few short months ago, know that I won’t let anything stop me. I won’t let anything get in my way.
I will make this championship the best title.
And I will do it over a pile of the broken bodies of nCw stars.
{Scene opens, Xander sits in Gib’s living room with Todd. Todd is playing Gears of War 3 on the Xbox and Xander is sitting at the kitchen counter which borders the living room and he drinks some brown colored liquid}
Todd: I can’t help but notice that recently, you haven’t been talking as much about honor and respect in your promos man. I don’t get it, you are supposed to be the ultimate child of the business that cares about the history…
Xander: Don’t you mean bidness?
{Todd shakes his head and Xander laughs taking a large swig, his face puckers and he powers it down}
Xander: And here you were last week talking about how much you missed rolling with your old whore of a wife and how you liked being “I’M TODD WILLIAMS” while you were supposed to be “The Measuring Stick,” so I don’t want to hear anything about breaking the rules of crossing the heel face line.
Todd: That’s true man, it is true.
Xander: I mean you are doing a great job as a heel, and I actually am pretty marketable as a good guy due to the whole lineage thing, so we should probably keep things going the way they are. Plus, you are such a douchebag it is easier for people to boo you then to cheer you.
Todd: And you are such a momma’s boy homo that people aren’t going to boo you because you are the kind of guy that father’s don’t mind there daughter bringing home.
Xander: Because they know I can protect their daughter.
Todd: No, because you look a little like a homo.
Xander: Well, it does come in handy having fathers be cool with me, it must suck having people hide their daughters from you man.
Todd: Well, I am the measuring stick.
Xander: No, I was saying because you were black.
{Todd shakes his head again}
Todd: You need to lay off the racist comments man.
Xander: Or what, you are going to stab me?
{Both start laughing}
Todd: Well, I have an idea. Since neither of us are very good at being the quintessential good guy or bad guy there is one option that we could try…
Xander: Did you just use the word quintessential appropriately. I am sure that errybody like you don’t know that word.
Todd: Enough. But seriously I am better at being a bad guy and you a better at being a good guy and maybe if we helped each other we could get closer to the line.
Xander: The tweener line?
Todd: Yeah, it is a glorious place because when you are at the tweener line you can say what you want and do what you want because it is expected. No one claims that you can’t make a decision and ultimately it will be easier to cut promos.
Xander: Then we can be bad ass and attack people and not get booed. If we are tweeners then we get to march to the beat of a different drummer.
Todd: No, we get to march to our own beat.
Xander: That… is… awesome.
{Todd stands up and high fives Xander the turn to the screen clenching their fists and yelling}
Both: SUPER TWEENERS!!!
{The two pump their fists as the scene fades}
Jason, I really don’t understand anything you say. You use some sort of amalgamation of monosyllabic words and grunts and groans like the sounds of a retarded adult gorilla who just rammed a banana up his own rectum. Every time I find myself staring across the ring at you I question how you have ever been able to draw fans with a third grade level intelligence.
And then I had one of those “Eureka” moments, one of those moments where in cartoons the lightbulb goes on over your head. People watch you because they love to see someone who is physically gifted play the stereotypical role of a moderately attractive guy getting his ass kicked by people that have real talent. Jason, I really wish you would take things that I say into consideration, I really wish that you would attempt to evolve into something intelligent and worthwhile but the fact is, you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. The only thing you can do to an old dog is euthanize it, and I take responsibility for you still being here, I should have finished you last month. This week though I am going to do my best to put you out of everyone’s misery.
Seth… I won’t lie. I like the change. I am glad that I was able to forcibly remove you from the perch you thought you should be sitting on. I am glad that you understand that I am the force that I am and honestly I am glad that you will be in the ring with me. I know that I have a target on my back, perhaps it is the X-Title, perhaps it is the fact that I have nearly a three month winning streak going including wins over all the top superstars in this company.
Determination, this word that you seem to understand now is what drives me into that ring, it is what drives me to win every week, to give it my all every week so that I am the most respected man on the roster. Whether it is Steve Awesome or Sexy Jason I go to that ring, I give it my all and that is why I am positioned the way I am. That is why I stand atop the nCw power rankings as the most successful singles wrestler in this company so, I won’t ignore or disbelieve the fact that you have determination I will just let you know one simple thing.
No one is more determined then me.
No one is more driven then me.
No one can stand up as many times, take as much punishment as I do and come forward. Like Rocky said, it isn’t how hard you hit, it is how hard you get hit and come back.
And I never stop. I never slow down. It has been a long time since I was pinned by Lex Sense. It has been a long time since I have tasted defeat, and I am focused to not taste it for a very, very long time.
Gjenrei, I won’t lie and I don’t wish to underscore anyone else in this match but honestly I have already defeated half of them. I wish this match was you and I, I wish I could test myself against the ingenious and innovative offense you use. The mixture of speed, strength and precision has captivated my attention. I want to see more of it. I want to solve the mystery.
But woe is me, this match could go off, someone could win and I may not even get the chance to test my mettle against you but the things you say and the ideologies you seem to emanate are fresh. I love that you don’t use tired clichés like the bigger they are, blah, blah, blah… I enjoy that you realize the threat I pose in the ring because week after week I deal with the same thing people telling me…
“Sure you are tough, but I am better.”
It gets stale, it gets old. I am done with the tired clichés and catchphrases, unfortunately for people this world isn’t the bible, I am not goliath and they aren’t David. Remember Gjenrei, left hand hospital, right hand cemetery.
Hey Lockwood. Wake the **** up, you have a chance at greatness here. It is time to step up to the play and swing for the fences. Chance are you are going to strike out because I am a major league pitcher and you are a ****ing infant carrying a twig for a stick. And by twig I definitely meant to reference your penis size.
At some point of your life you have to step back and decide whether you want to be something and then you have to reach out an attain it. If you aren’t ready, if you aren’t prepared to take that next step when you step into the ring with me.
I will cripple you.
That isn’t a threat, it is a promise and feel free to survey my previous opponents to see if they think I am capable of such a feat. This match isn’t a joke.
Take is serious.
Or I will take your career.
And what everyone wants to know, the thing on everyone’s mind isn’t is Xander able to beat these men, because that is a universally acknowledged truth the question is, can Xander pull himself across the ring to grab the belt. And you know what, I am not the ideal archetype wrestler to win a match like this one, but the fact is I know I have enough strength to climb the ropes and rip the whole structure down, and that will be my gameplan, either that or let one of you get the title then when you drop to the match catch you, murder you and take the title.
One way or the other, I am leaving this match as the champion I have worked too hard and beaten too many people to lose this one. See, I have spent a great deal of my life in conflict, throughout my childhood I spent most of my time in the principal’s office, and it was mostly because of my father. I was a quiet kid then, tried to keep to myself but people saw me as a test, a large kid whose father was a wrestling superstar.
First it was one at a time…
Then two….
Then three…
And the groups were bigger and bigger, I tried to blend into my surroundings but it kept happening until I struck back. I have been striking back since those days, striking back at my mom when I was young for caring about me, striking back at kids at school, beating kids into hospital beds until they pressed charges.
I have been on conflict for too long, fighting for things that don’t matter. Being pissy because I wasn’t getting what I felt entitled to get because I was the son of a living legend of the wrestling world. I struck out against him fighting anyone I could. I struck out against the wrestling business and switched to mixed martial arts until things didn’t go my way. I tried to end my father with the help of Angel, all because it was a fight between him and I that drove her out the door, that sent her to god’s doorstep when that drunk driver hit the side of her car.
Fight and run…
Fight and run…
Fight and run…
I am done with that endless cycle, I am finished with the constant struggle and conflict and now, being where I am in life, doing what I am doing with the X-Title makes me feel at ease for the first time in a very long time. There in no conflict, there is no fleeing. I am in the best place of my life.
And I will prove it again, I will prove it in a match with four other men, I will prove it in a match that has obviously been chosen as a way to make me the underdog. But the people know, they understand that I have no equal, they know that I will come out of this match…
Bloodied…
Bruised…
Sore…
Beaten…
But not defeated, because above all my peers and my fans, the same people that were against me a few short months ago, know that I won’t let anything stop me. I won’t let anything get in my way.
I will make this championship the best title.
And I will do it over a pile of the broken bodies of nCw stars.
{Scene opens, Xander sits in Gib’s living room with Todd. Todd is playing Gears of War 3 on the Xbox and Xander is sitting at the kitchen counter which borders the living room and he drinks some brown colored liquid}
Todd: I can’t help but notice that recently, you haven’t been talking as much about honor and respect in your promos man. I don’t get it, you are supposed to be the ultimate child of the business that cares about the history…
Xander: Don’t you mean bidness?
{Todd shakes his head and Xander laughs taking a large swig, his face puckers and he powers it down}
Xander: And here you were last week talking about how much you missed rolling with your old whore of a wife and how you liked being “I’M TODD WILLIAMS” while you were supposed to be “The Measuring Stick,” so I don’t want to hear anything about breaking the rules of crossing the heel face line.
Todd: That’s true man, it is true.
Xander: I mean you are doing a great job as a heel, and I actually am pretty marketable as a good guy due to the whole lineage thing, so we should probably keep things going the way they are. Plus, you are such a douchebag it is easier for people to boo you then to cheer you.
Todd: And you are such a momma’s boy homo that people aren’t going to boo you because you are the kind of guy that father’s don’t mind there daughter bringing home.
Xander: Because they know I can protect their daughter.
Todd: No, because you look a little like a homo.
Xander: Well, it does come in handy having fathers be cool with me, it must suck having people hide their daughters from you man.
Todd: Well, I am the measuring stick.
Xander: No, I was saying because you were black.
{Todd shakes his head again}
Todd: You need to lay off the racist comments man.
Xander: Or what, you are going to stab me?
{Both start laughing}
Todd: Well, I have an idea. Since neither of us are very good at being the quintessential good guy or bad guy there is one option that we could try…
Xander: Did you just use the word quintessential appropriately. I am sure that errybody like you don’t know that word.
Todd: Enough. But seriously I am better at being a bad guy and you a better at being a good guy and maybe if we helped each other we could get closer to the line.
Xander: The tweener line?
Todd: Yeah, it is a glorious place because when you are at the tweener line you can say what you want and do what you want because it is expected. No one claims that you can’t make a decision and ultimately it will be easier to cut promos.
Xander: Then we can be bad ass and attack people and not get booed. If we are tweeners then we get to march to the beat of a different drummer.
Todd: No, we get to march to our own beat.
Xander: That… is… awesome.
{Todd stands up and high fives Xander the turn to the screen clenching their fists and yelling}
Both: SUPER TWEENERS!!!
{The two pump their fists as the scene fades}
Jason, I really don’t understand anything you say. You use some sort of amalgamation of monosyllabic words and grunts and groans like the sounds of a retarded adult gorilla who just rammed a banana up his own rectum. Every time I find myself staring across the ring at you I question how you have ever been able to draw fans with a third grade level intelligence.
And then I had one of those “Eureka” moments, one of those moments where in cartoons the lightbulb goes on over your head. People watch you because they love to see someone who is physically gifted play the stereotypical role of a moderately attractive guy getting his ass kicked by people that have real talent. Jason, I really wish you would take things that I say into consideration, I really wish that you would attempt to evolve into something intelligent and worthwhile but the fact is, you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. The only thing you can do to an old dog is euthanize it, and I take responsibility for you still being here, I should have finished you last month. This week though I am going to do my best to put you out of everyone’s misery.
Seth… I won’t lie. I like the change. I am glad that I was able to forcibly remove you from the perch you thought you should be sitting on. I am glad that you understand that I am the force that I am and honestly I am glad that you will be in the ring with me. I know that I have a target on my back, perhaps it is the X-Title, perhaps it is the fact that I have nearly a three month winning streak going including wins over all the top superstars in this company.
Determination, this word that you seem to understand now is what drives me into that ring, it is what drives me to win every week, to give it my all every week so that I am the most respected man on the roster. Whether it is Steve Awesome or Sexy Jason I go to that ring, I give it my all and that is why I am positioned the way I am. That is why I stand atop the nCw power rankings as the most successful singles wrestler in this company so, I won’t ignore or disbelieve the fact that you have determination I will just let you know one simple thing.
No one is more determined then me.
No one is more driven then me.
No one can stand up as many times, take as much punishment as I do and come forward. Like Rocky said, it isn’t how hard you hit, it is how hard you get hit and come back.
And I never stop. I never slow down. It has been a long time since I was pinned by Lex Sense. It has been a long time since I have tasted defeat, and I am focused to not taste it for a very, very long time.
Gjenrei, I won’t lie and I don’t wish to underscore anyone else in this match but honestly I have already defeated half of them. I wish this match was you and I, I wish I could test myself against the ingenious and innovative offense you use. The mixture of speed, strength and precision has captivated my attention. I want to see more of it. I want to solve the mystery.
But woe is me, this match could go off, someone could win and I may not even get the chance to test my mettle against you but the things you say and the ideologies you seem to emanate are fresh. I love that you don’t use tired clichés like the bigger they are, blah, blah, blah… I enjoy that you realize the threat I pose in the ring because week after week I deal with the same thing people telling me…
“Sure you are tough, but I am better.”
It gets stale, it gets old. I am done with the tired clichés and catchphrases, unfortunately for people this world isn’t the bible, I am not goliath and they aren’t David. Remember Gjenrei, left hand hospital, right hand cemetery.
Hey Lockwood. Wake the **** up, you have a chance at greatness here. It is time to step up to the play and swing for the fences. Chance are you are going to strike out because I am a major league pitcher and you are a ****ing infant carrying a twig for a stick. And by twig I definitely meant to reference your penis size.
At some point of your life you have to step back and decide whether you want to be something and then you have to reach out an attain it. If you aren’t ready, if you aren’t prepared to take that next step when you step into the ring with me.
I will cripple you.
That isn’t a threat, it is a promise and feel free to survey my previous opponents to see if they think I am capable of such a feat. This match isn’t a joke.
Take is serious.
Or I will take your career.