Post by Spike Kane on Nov 26, 2011 21:03:12 GMT -6
”You dream of trading places,
I have been changing faces
You can not fill these shoes,
There is too much too lose”
Insight VI: Truth or Dare?
I'm supposed to rise to the bait......right?
I'm supposed to give in to the rage building inside of me and let Alex Jones think that he has managed to weaken my resolve, that he has fractured my oh so fragile mind....
Truth is?
You couldn't be further from the truth.
~~~
I have been changing faces
You can not fill these shoes,
There is too much too lose”
Insight VI: Truth or Dare?
I'm supposed to rise to the bait......right?
I'm supposed to give in to the rage building inside of me and let Alex Jones think that he has managed to weaken my resolve, that he has fractured my oh so fragile mind....
Truth is?
You couldn't be further from the truth.
~~~
November 23rd, 2011
It's weird when I think about it, people always mock me whenever I cut some promo to do with Zell. Whenever I visit my sons grave, or the mention of him upsets me, but what those stuck up pricks don't realise is that it's usually other people that bring him up. Ever since I first came into nCw and Lance Ryan did everything he could to try and stop me from demolishing his precious No Warning Shot and take the World Title.
He named his son Zell to spite me.
Of course, nowadays things are different, Lance and I get on quite well and we often talk about the stupid things we've done in the past. It's all water under the bridge as far as we are concerned, but it does strike a nerve when people have the cheek to pull that card.....because it shows how pathetic they are, it shows how little they have to say or go on, and it shows how desperate they are.
I guess this means I've got Alex on the ropes.
~~~
The difference between you and I Alex, is intellect. To be put quite bluntly, I'm clever, you are stupid. You see, I know you, and I've known you for longer than I'd even care to go into. I've been through so much crap with you, at your side or at your throat, that things get said over and over and over...
Oh wait...
That's just an ordinary Alex Jones promo, my bad.
The thing is Alex, you call me every name under the son, after two months of me calling you a hypocrite you finally lash out and throw it back in my face, gee....nice and original there. The thing I don't understand though, is that you try oh so hard to make an impact with your words, and end up getting things backwards and broken. You hate the fact that I broke the rules to beat you....so you got rid of them?
Durrrrr!
Surely if there are no rules to be broken it just makes it that much easier for me to beat you? I mean we're going with normal people logic here, not the twisted ego-centric logic of Alex Jones. You might be a hypocrite Alex, but I didn't realise until now that you are a complete and utter moron!
You want an even playing field.....so you give me what I want? You give me the freedom to be as creative, vindictive and evil as I want to be. You give me free reign over the arena, and you expect a fair playing field? Your level of stupidity amuses me, or.....is it ignorance? Have you not witnessed the chaos I have caused in this company Alex? Have you not first hand witnessed the destruction, the pain, and torment I have brought crashing down on those who oppose me? From the likes of Davey Ortega and Jack Manson, all the way to the likes of Dark Prophet and Vertigo Dirtmurder....I have carved a brutal, bloody, horrible path through nCw and I have toppled every single person who has tried to claim my mantle of the God of Xtreme.....nobody even comes close.....and that includes you.
Little boy.
I've beaten you in every match you could ever think of AJ. I've out wrestled you in a pure straight up wrestling match, just because you said I couldn't do it, let's not even get into how many times I've bludgeoned the holy crap out of you just for the shiggles. From the hardcore place, to random arenas around the world, right to nCw's very door Alex. You see the thing is.....I did think that you had surpassed me.
Because you did.
I was wrestling in the lower regions of Trauma, fighting under a mask for a stupid reason. Re-paying the dues I had already paid, and earning the respect of the back office and the roster from the bottom of the pile. Meanwhile, you were living it up, having your name flung around on the weekly recap shows, climbing up the power rankings and main eventing, having awesome feuds in the process. You were above me, you had surpassed me.....but not through your own doing. No you had surpassed me because of my own faults. Because of the issues I had with members of this roster, or members of the back room staff......you were above me, because your the poster boy that I never could be.
But I had enough.
I was tired of pandering to the sheep you call fans. I was tired of being the go-to-guy when it came to autograph signings, store appearances, and advertising. I was tired of being the corporate stooge. So I decided to take matters into my own hands, I decided to bring back the Spike Kane that people know, that people love, and that people fear. I started going the extra mile in the ring, where it counted. I started letting my actions speak for me, instead of hanging around backstage and trying to become chummy with the higher ups.....I started another wave of destruction through this company, like I have done so many times before....
But you couldn't let that happen could you?
You saw what was happening, you saw the rise of Spike Kane and realised it was only a matter of time before I leap frogged you to the World Heavyweight Championship.....you knew that Spike Kane was clawing his way back up the roster, back into the limelight and in fantastic fashion of course. Beating people left right and center, and win, lose, or draw....Spike Kane would end up victorious in the ring. So what did little Alex do? He saw a way to catapult himself towards the world heavyweight championship....
He would ride him some coat tails.
~~~
The difference between you and I Alex, is intellect. To be put quite bluntly, I'm clever, you are stupid. You see, I know you, and I've known you for longer than I'd even care to go into. I've been through so much crap with you, at your side or at your throat, that things get said over and over and over...
Oh wait...
That's just an ordinary Alex Jones promo, my bad.
The thing is Alex, you call me every name under the son, after two months of me calling you a hypocrite you finally lash out and throw it back in my face, gee....nice and original there. The thing I don't understand though, is that you try oh so hard to make an impact with your words, and end up getting things backwards and broken. You hate the fact that I broke the rules to beat you....so you got rid of them?
Durrrrr!
Surely if there are no rules to be broken it just makes it that much easier for me to beat you? I mean we're going with normal people logic here, not the twisted ego-centric logic of Alex Jones. You might be a hypocrite Alex, but I didn't realise until now that you are a complete and utter moron!
You want an even playing field.....so you give me what I want? You give me the freedom to be as creative, vindictive and evil as I want to be. You give me free reign over the arena, and you expect a fair playing field? Your level of stupidity amuses me, or.....is it ignorance? Have you not witnessed the chaos I have caused in this company Alex? Have you not first hand witnessed the destruction, the pain, and torment I have brought crashing down on those who oppose me? From the likes of Davey Ortega and Jack Manson, all the way to the likes of Dark Prophet and Vertigo Dirtmurder....I have carved a brutal, bloody, horrible path through nCw and I have toppled every single person who has tried to claim my mantle of the God of Xtreme.....nobody even comes close.....and that includes you.
Little boy.
I've beaten you in every match you could ever think of AJ. I've out wrestled you in a pure straight up wrestling match, just because you said I couldn't do it, let's not even get into how many times I've bludgeoned the holy crap out of you just for the shiggles. From the hardcore place, to random arenas around the world, right to nCw's very door Alex. You see the thing is.....I did think that you had surpassed me.
Because you did.
I was wrestling in the lower regions of Trauma, fighting under a mask for a stupid reason. Re-paying the dues I had already paid, and earning the respect of the back office and the roster from the bottom of the pile. Meanwhile, you were living it up, having your name flung around on the weekly recap shows, climbing up the power rankings and main eventing, having awesome feuds in the process. You were above me, you had surpassed me.....but not through your own doing. No you had surpassed me because of my own faults. Because of the issues I had with members of this roster, or members of the back room staff......you were above me, because your the poster boy that I never could be.
But I had enough.
I was tired of pandering to the sheep you call fans. I was tired of being the go-to-guy when it came to autograph signings, store appearances, and advertising. I was tired of being the corporate stooge. So I decided to take matters into my own hands, I decided to bring back the Spike Kane that people know, that people love, and that people fear. I started going the extra mile in the ring, where it counted. I started letting my actions speak for me, instead of hanging around backstage and trying to become chummy with the higher ups.....I started another wave of destruction through this company, like I have done so many times before....
But you couldn't let that happen could you?
You saw what was happening, you saw the rise of Spike Kane and realised it was only a matter of time before I leap frogged you to the World Heavyweight Championship.....you knew that Spike Kane was clawing his way back up the roster, back into the limelight and in fantastic fashion of course. Beating people left right and center, and win, lose, or draw....Spike Kane would end up victorious in the ring. So what did little Alex do? He saw a way to catapult himself towards the world heavyweight championship....
He would ride him some coat tails.
~~~
November 25th, 2011
So....Alysson came down to visit me for Thanksgiving....which was weird, because it was just us two, and neither of us are American. It was nice though, I actually got a chance to sit back and enjoy myself, it's great spending time with her. Even though I know she doesn't really one hundred percent remember me or what she means to me, it was nice to have her there. Nice to have somebody I care about, and someone who cares about me.
Brad asked me to go down to visit them, but I told him honestly that I wasn't in the right frame of mind. All I can think about is Sunday Night and getting my hands on Alex again at Breaking Away. It's not that he got to me, to be blunt his words barely made a dent....I just really want to shut his damn mouth. He keeps spouting so much cliché and hypocritical crap it makes me want to face palm myself ever time I hear it.
So on Sunday, I'm singled minded, and I'm not just doing it for myself, everyone wants him to shut the hell up, it's just on me to do it.
~~~
I miss my son every waking day of my life Alex. Something you should know pretty well, because you were there when it happened. You were there when his heart gave out and he passed away. You were busy trying to re-establish yourself after MGK and I kicked your sorry ass to the curb and formed our own successful team without you......Zell didn't get to live a full life, but it's something I have come to terms with.
You think you crossed a line by bringing him up, no Alex....all you have done is re-tread long done with paths. It was hip and cool when Lance Ryan did it back in 2007, but Alex....that was four years ago, almost to the date. You get what I'm saying, right?
I've dealt with my sons death, and moved on.
How little Dylan doing? Oh....that's right, unlike me he wasn't strong enough to battle his addiction. Like a typical Jones he caved in, and got his ass literally handed to him by a guy I like to call Death. You try to pull the “asshole” card, and it gets you nothing....oh, right you switch on your “heel” mode....but nobody notices a damn difference, because you are just a jerk Alex. A jerk that nobody has the heart to tell him, he can't cut a decent promo. He doesn't understand his role in this business.....but you see, I know I'm a jerk, I'm know I'm a dick.....the difference between us?
You try too hard.
I'm a monster.
You see.....I don't care who I break when I'm in the middle of that ring. Angel likes to think that I need a reason to hate people, that I need some form of special motivation to get things done in that ring. Like you seem to think that saying really personal things to me is going to get me to explode and blow off track. The thing is....I'm a true veteran of this game, I've been there, done it all before. You might think you are in the same league, when the only difference is....nobody has bothered to try and end your career before, because you have never been worth the time....in fact, you still aren't worth the time. I'd rather be spending my time having showcase matches with the likes of Doc, Roberto Verona, or Xander Famularo. Instead I have to firmly, once and for all, put you in your place.
You want a street fight Alex? You want no holds barred, you want me to push you to your absolute limits, then fine.....that is exactly what you are going to get. You are going to get the one hundred percent, undiluted, God of Xtreme, and when I'm done with you, you will wish that I would have granted you the mercy of being with that excuse for a wrestler of a brother of yours. I mean that’s the cool thing to do nowadays isn't it? Insult the brother that isn't here any more?
My brother was nCw World Champion, what did yours ever accomplish?
Living in the shadow of Alex Jones, man that is a fate worse than death. I can see why he turned to drugs in the first place now. You are the living embodiment of living in somebodies shadow, so what in the hell would living in your shadow mean? Man....I don't know about you, but it's just something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.....no, not even you Alex. Though I guess you kind of do live in your own shadow, in a roundabout kind of way, you hype yourself up to be such a gift to this business, the measuring stick when it comes to technical ability, arrogance, flair, and cockiness to boot. Yet, when it comes time to deliver, you always fall short. You always seem to miss that last little boost of a step, and just fall flat on your face. People expect big things because you talk such a big game, but all they get is this big mouthed idiot who just doesn't know when to shut his mouth.
I've dealt with the likes of you before Alex, and as you well know I've dealt with you yourself before. This isn't new ground, you won't be able to catch me off guard, and you won't be able to make me slip up. This is how it goes down, Spike Kane destroys Alex Jones once again, once and for all and moves on up the roster once more.....one step closer to the World Heavyweight Championship, because that is the ultimate goal. The ultimate goal that you stand in the way of..
So pull that trigger Alex...
Cross that line Alex....
Break through that ceiling...
I dare you.
Because when it's all said and done, you know as well as I do, that you will be staring at those lights, once again and you WLL!
ALL
BLOODY
HAIL!
[/center] I miss my son every waking day of my life Alex. Something you should know pretty well, because you were there when it happened. You were there when his heart gave out and he passed away. You were busy trying to re-establish yourself after MGK and I kicked your sorry ass to the curb and formed our own successful team without you......Zell didn't get to live a full life, but it's something I have come to terms with.
You think you crossed a line by bringing him up, no Alex....all you have done is re-tread long done with paths. It was hip and cool when Lance Ryan did it back in 2007, but Alex....that was four years ago, almost to the date. You get what I'm saying, right?
I've dealt with my sons death, and moved on.
How little Dylan doing? Oh....that's right, unlike me he wasn't strong enough to battle his addiction. Like a typical Jones he caved in, and got his ass literally handed to him by a guy I like to call Death. You try to pull the “asshole” card, and it gets you nothing....oh, right you switch on your “heel” mode....but nobody notices a damn difference, because you are just a jerk Alex. A jerk that nobody has the heart to tell him, he can't cut a decent promo. He doesn't understand his role in this business.....but you see, I know I'm a jerk, I'm know I'm a dick.....the difference between us?
You try too hard.
I'm a monster.
You see.....I don't care who I break when I'm in the middle of that ring. Angel likes to think that I need a reason to hate people, that I need some form of special motivation to get things done in that ring. Like you seem to think that saying really personal things to me is going to get me to explode and blow off track. The thing is....I'm a true veteran of this game, I've been there, done it all before. You might think you are in the same league, when the only difference is....nobody has bothered to try and end your career before, because you have never been worth the time....in fact, you still aren't worth the time. I'd rather be spending my time having showcase matches with the likes of Doc, Roberto Verona, or Xander Famularo. Instead I have to firmly, once and for all, put you in your place.
You want a street fight Alex? You want no holds barred, you want me to push you to your absolute limits, then fine.....that is exactly what you are going to get. You are going to get the one hundred percent, undiluted, God of Xtreme, and when I'm done with you, you will wish that I would have granted you the mercy of being with that excuse for a wrestler of a brother of yours. I mean that’s the cool thing to do nowadays isn't it? Insult the brother that isn't here any more?
My brother was nCw World Champion, what did yours ever accomplish?
Living in the shadow of Alex Jones, man that is a fate worse than death. I can see why he turned to drugs in the first place now. You are the living embodiment of living in somebodies shadow, so what in the hell would living in your shadow mean? Man....I don't know about you, but it's just something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.....no, not even you Alex. Though I guess you kind of do live in your own shadow, in a roundabout kind of way, you hype yourself up to be such a gift to this business, the measuring stick when it comes to technical ability, arrogance, flair, and cockiness to boot. Yet, when it comes time to deliver, you always fall short. You always seem to miss that last little boost of a step, and just fall flat on your face. People expect big things because you talk such a big game, but all they get is this big mouthed idiot who just doesn't know when to shut his mouth.
I've dealt with the likes of you before Alex, and as you well know I've dealt with you yourself before. This isn't new ground, you won't be able to catch me off guard, and you won't be able to make me slip up. This is how it goes down, Spike Kane destroys Alex Jones once again, once and for all and moves on up the roster once more.....one step closer to the World Heavyweight Championship, because that is the ultimate goal. The ultimate goal that you stand in the way of..
So pull that trigger Alex...
Cross that line Alex....
Break through that ceiling...
I dare you.
Because when it's all said and done, you know as well as I do, that you will be staring at those lights, once again and you WLL!
ALL
BLOODY
HAIL!
