Post by Xander Famularo on Nov 26, 2011 7:40:30 GMT -6
The titles of this federation mean something Curtis, they aren’t to be trifled with or handed out to just anyone who thinks they are deserving of one. To hold a title, and to hold it with some level of significance you must be a champion, it must be destined to be.
Too many times this title has fallen into the hands of those not deserving, too many times have people that have no right to put their hands on this title actually worn it around their waists and called themselves champion. I am changing that. I did so with the X Title and I will do so with the world title, not too long ago this world title was passed from meager to meek and back again.
Too many times people have won the title in a fluke fashion, in a time that they shouldn’t of held the title, insignificant moments that have tarnished the legacy of this title, the legacy built by significant reigns by the greatest superstars to lace up their boots.
The Adam Knites, the Lance Ryans, the Spike Kanes, these are the men who have meant something, not the Philip Burns, the Brad Kanes or even my father.
And certainly not you, and most certainly not you Curtis. You are a stain on the underwear of this federation, and one that must be permanently scrubbed from the history. Someone needs to stand tall and rid this place of the likes of you and who better then the new king, the man who has risen to power after a endless series of challenges and tests, a man who has proven himself time and time again to be the real deal.
What do you have to say about it Curtis? What are you going to try to say to make me look bad? Are you going to question my heart? The thing that has helped me to kick out endlessly over the past three months? Are you going to question my experience, something that has grown in my endless series of matches against the very best of the nCw?
Are you going to question my lineage? I was born and bred to be a champion, I was created to hold this title, and you, you were created to hold nothing. You were created to be a sideshow freak, something to laugh at before the real men come out and play. You resemble the troll that hides under the bridge waiting to attack the billy goats.
You are not a man that will be remembered as a proud champion or a great, your name will be tossed aside, thrown asunder and forgotten.
Because everything about you is forgettable. And until you let go of the act, until you start to take things seriously you will not hold my title, you will not build any sort of legacy that will be remembered throughout time.
You will be written off as a freak, a half wit and a loser.
As you should be.
{Scene opens and Xander is flopped on the couch in Gib’s living room, Gib bursts into the room wearing full body camouflage with a giant orange vest over it. He carries in his hand a mossberg series 500 shotgun.}
Gib: What the hell are you doing lounging about boy, you get that camo on and let’s get out in the woods.
Xander: Dad, I am not a hunter.
Gib: You will be, this is a *** damn Thanksgiving morning tradition I used to go out with your grandpappy each and every Thanksgiving morning and now you will go out with me. We will kill the deer and then rip its heart out, taking a bite from it while it is still warm.
{Xander looks repulsed}
Gib: Look, I will be honest I haven’t killed a deer in a long time but you know what. The thing about hunting on Thanksgiving morning is that you aren’t here, and then the womenfolk will cook all the food. I have a couple tree stands set up with a couple coolers of beer, we will drink have fun then put out grumpy faces on because we weren’t able to get one. Hell there is even a cabin out there somewhere, although I am unsure where I put that one.
{Xander smiles}
Xander: Sometimes you are a genius old man. Do you have a poker table out there?
Gib: It wouldn’t be “hunting camp” without one.
Xander: Let me get changed.
{Xander leaves the room and there is a gentle knock on the door. Gib opens the door and in walks Todd wearing black and white urban camo and Jenny follows, she is wearing pajamas and looking quite angry}
Jenny: I can’t BELIEVE you made me get up this early...
Gib: Don’t worry, you can go back to bed if you want. Zelda won’t be here to start cooking for a few hours?
Todd: Zelda is cooking?
Gib: Yes.
Todd: Should we get McDonalds?
{Jenny slaps Todd in the back and he laughs.}
Jenny: I am going back to bed, go shoot your little poor deer boys}
Todd: I am going to turn my pistol sideways to cap that mother fu...
Jenny: Shut your mouth...
{Jenny turns and starts to head to the bedroom and the camera follows her, Xander exits a room and Jenny bumps into him. He grabs her by the elbows and reaches and grabs his as well. The two share a smile as she leans close to his ear}
Jenny: Good luck today...
{She plants a quick kiss on his cheek then walks by him down the hall. Xander turns, watching her walk away before turning and smiling walking back down the hall.}
Xander: What the **** are we hunting in the urban jungle?
Todd: Todd Means....
Gib: Shut the **** up, your taglines are going to scare the deer. Let’s get out there and set up boys. I want some warm meat on the table.
Xander: I thought you said...
Gib: Its time to do some killing, and hunt the most dangerous game...
{Todd looks nervous as Gib inserts five three inch magnums into his shotgun. HE bursts out of the door and starts sprinting for the forest.}
Todd: Well, here goes nothing...
{Xander and Todd follow Gib out the door and the scene fades}
You are a hoot Curtis, can I call you Curtis? Or do you prefer Mr. Kanyon? Or maybe you like to be known as the load that should have been swallowed? Whatever, it doesn’t matter, what matters is how badly I am going to beat you this weekend.
You think you got under my skin? No, you didn’t. Because you literally are so insignificant that I could care less I attacked you because it is what I wanted to do. It wasn’t because I was trying to get an unfair advantage, and it wasn’t because you someone found a chink in my armor.
It was because I wanted to punch you in the face, so I did.
I have recently started to do things that way, if I want to do something I do it. I don’t worry about how it will be viewed and I don’t care about how it will make me look. I get in the ring and I wrestle and it turns out that I am fairly decent at that so I win matches.
You have been in this place three years and have had only four title shots? Perhaps you should try winning matches. I found that winning matches works pretty well for getting you title shots. It seems that all you seasoned vets have sour grapes because of how quickly I have been able to rise the rankings of this place. How quickly I turned heads and made people take notice, how quickly I was able to take two of the major tournaments and then grab the world title for myself.
Perhaps instead of crying about how quickly I rose to fame, you, Steve, and all the others can try training a little harder, getting a little better at wrestling and coming at me with something meaningful.
Like why the sky is blue, or what makes life worth living...
Or perhaps what caused you to love penises instead of vaginas.
I have made it where I am because each week I treat my match like I am facing the biggest challenge, I treat my match like I am walking into my last match, and I prepare for every possible scenario.
I am a lucky and thankful man. I have the best family a man could ask for, I had for a long time a mother who would’ve done anything for me, I have a team of trainers who have made me into an unstoppable monster.
And I have the greatest family a person could ever ask for.
My success in the ring can be directly correlated to my happiness outside of the ring. My happiness outside the ring can be correlated to me being one of the luckiest men in the world.
And that is something that you can’t copy Mr. “Owner of a penis when he really wants a vagina.” I won’t let you ruin my reign. I won’t let you be the man to make my stock plummet, I will continue this streak. I will continue to be the best wrestler I can be.
For my friends...
For my family...
For the fans...
And even for you Curtis, I look to make this business better for all of us. Unfortunately, my streak continues through you, and that is something you are going to have to deal with.
Too many times this title has fallen into the hands of those not deserving, too many times have people that have no right to put their hands on this title actually worn it around their waists and called themselves champion. I am changing that. I did so with the X Title and I will do so with the world title, not too long ago this world title was passed from meager to meek and back again.
Too many times people have won the title in a fluke fashion, in a time that they shouldn’t of held the title, insignificant moments that have tarnished the legacy of this title, the legacy built by significant reigns by the greatest superstars to lace up their boots.
The Adam Knites, the Lance Ryans, the Spike Kanes, these are the men who have meant something, not the Philip Burns, the Brad Kanes or even my father.
And certainly not you, and most certainly not you Curtis. You are a stain on the underwear of this federation, and one that must be permanently scrubbed from the history. Someone needs to stand tall and rid this place of the likes of you and who better then the new king, the man who has risen to power after a endless series of challenges and tests, a man who has proven himself time and time again to be the real deal.
What do you have to say about it Curtis? What are you going to try to say to make me look bad? Are you going to question my heart? The thing that has helped me to kick out endlessly over the past three months? Are you going to question my experience, something that has grown in my endless series of matches against the very best of the nCw?
Are you going to question my lineage? I was born and bred to be a champion, I was created to hold this title, and you, you were created to hold nothing. You were created to be a sideshow freak, something to laugh at before the real men come out and play. You resemble the troll that hides under the bridge waiting to attack the billy goats.
You are not a man that will be remembered as a proud champion or a great, your name will be tossed aside, thrown asunder and forgotten.
Because everything about you is forgettable. And until you let go of the act, until you start to take things seriously you will not hold my title, you will not build any sort of legacy that will be remembered throughout time.
You will be written off as a freak, a half wit and a loser.
As you should be.
{Scene opens and Xander is flopped on the couch in Gib’s living room, Gib bursts into the room wearing full body camouflage with a giant orange vest over it. He carries in his hand a mossberg series 500 shotgun.}
Gib: What the hell are you doing lounging about boy, you get that camo on and let’s get out in the woods.
Xander: Dad, I am not a hunter.
Gib: You will be, this is a *** damn Thanksgiving morning tradition I used to go out with your grandpappy each and every Thanksgiving morning and now you will go out with me. We will kill the deer and then rip its heart out, taking a bite from it while it is still warm.
{Xander looks repulsed}
Gib: Look, I will be honest I haven’t killed a deer in a long time but you know what. The thing about hunting on Thanksgiving morning is that you aren’t here, and then the womenfolk will cook all the food. I have a couple tree stands set up with a couple coolers of beer, we will drink have fun then put out grumpy faces on because we weren’t able to get one. Hell there is even a cabin out there somewhere, although I am unsure where I put that one.
{Xander smiles}
Xander: Sometimes you are a genius old man. Do you have a poker table out there?
Gib: It wouldn’t be “hunting camp” without one.
Xander: Let me get changed.
{Xander leaves the room and there is a gentle knock on the door. Gib opens the door and in walks Todd wearing black and white urban camo and Jenny follows, she is wearing pajamas and looking quite angry}
Jenny: I can’t BELIEVE you made me get up this early...
Gib: Don’t worry, you can go back to bed if you want. Zelda won’t be here to start cooking for a few hours?
Todd: Zelda is cooking?
Gib: Yes.
Todd: Should we get McDonalds?
{Jenny slaps Todd in the back and he laughs.}
Jenny: I am going back to bed, go shoot your little poor deer boys}
Todd: I am going to turn my pistol sideways to cap that mother fu...
Jenny: Shut your mouth...
{Jenny turns and starts to head to the bedroom and the camera follows her, Xander exits a room and Jenny bumps into him. He grabs her by the elbows and reaches and grabs his as well. The two share a smile as she leans close to his ear}
Jenny: Good luck today...
{She plants a quick kiss on his cheek then walks by him down the hall. Xander turns, watching her walk away before turning and smiling walking back down the hall.}
Xander: What the **** are we hunting in the urban jungle?
Todd: Todd Means....
Gib: Shut the **** up, your taglines are going to scare the deer. Let’s get out there and set up boys. I want some warm meat on the table.
Xander: I thought you said...
Gib: Its time to do some killing, and hunt the most dangerous game...
{Todd looks nervous as Gib inserts five three inch magnums into his shotgun. HE bursts out of the door and starts sprinting for the forest.}
Todd: Well, here goes nothing...
{Xander and Todd follow Gib out the door and the scene fades}
You are a hoot Curtis, can I call you Curtis? Or do you prefer Mr. Kanyon? Or maybe you like to be known as the load that should have been swallowed? Whatever, it doesn’t matter, what matters is how badly I am going to beat you this weekend.
You think you got under my skin? No, you didn’t. Because you literally are so insignificant that I could care less I attacked you because it is what I wanted to do. It wasn’t because I was trying to get an unfair advantage, and it wasn’t because you someone found a chink in my armor.
It was because I wanted to punch you in the face, so I did.
I have recently started to do things that way, if I want to do something I do it. I don’t worry about how it will be viewed and I don’t care about how it will make me look. I get in the ring and I wrestle and it turns out that I am fairly decent at that so I win matches.
You have been in this place three years and have had only four title shots? Perhaps you should try winning matches. I found that winning matches works pretty well for getting you title shots. It seems that all you seasoned vets have sour grapes because of how quickly I have been able to rise the rankings of this place. How quickly I turned heads and made people take notice, how quickly I was able to take two of the major tournaments and then grab the world title for myself.
Perhaps instead of crying about how quickly I rose to fame, you, Steve, and all the others can try training a little harder, getting a little better at wrestling and coming at me with something meaningful.
Like why the sky is blue, or what makes life worth living...
Or perhaps what caused you to love penises instead of vaginas.
I have made it where I am because each week I treat my match like I am facing the biggest challenge, I treat my match like I am walking into my last match, and I prepare for every possible scenario.
I am a lucky and thankful man. I have the best family a man could ask for, I had for a long time a mother who would’ve done anything for me, I have a team of trainers who have made me into an unstoppable monster.
And I have the greatest family a person could ever ask for.
My success in the ring can be directly correlated to my happiness outside of the ring. My happiness outside the ring can be correlated to me being one of the luckiest men in the world.
And that is something that you can’t copy Mr. “Owner of a penis when he really wants a vagina.” I won’t let you ruin my reign. I won’t let you be the man to make my stock plummet, I will continue this streak. I will continue to be the best wrestler I can be.
For my friends...
For my family...
For the fans...
And even for you Curtis, I look to make this business better for all of us. Unfortunately, my streak continues through you, and that is something you are going to have to deal with.
