Post by shaunwilson on Sept 25, 2007 22:14:14 GMT -6
Laughter can be heard as the cameras zoom in on Shaun Wilson in his quaint place of residence in Houston, Texas. Shawn is rocking considerably on his couch after watching Ghost's little show.
Shawn: "Ha....Ha.....Ha......oh s***! Where did you guys at nCw headquarters get this guy? I never even met this dips*** in my life, and I'm a thorn in his side. A pain in the ass I was called. But since he wants to talk about names. Explain to me this, how does it feel to be a ghost? You know a ghost? Webster's dictionary would define a ghost as a disembodied soul. Which reminds me of fighting the "Extreme Deadman".
Shaun finally stopped laughing as he focuses on his promo.
Shawn: "I mean so much hostility from a complete stranger. Then on top of that he goes to a gym that I do go to from time to time. But since he feels like he researched me so well, he would know that I won't show up in KC till the day before the show. Then he has the gall to say he doesn't like people like me, but he talks to random women out on the street. You see I am a star, but who are you? You see I have a rep among a couple of stars around here, but who are you? But one thing is for sure, you do live up to the name of Ghost. Because you're just a figment of imagination, something that really isn't there. Wandering around aimlessly trying to get someone to remember you, when no one knows you exist. Just float off into obscurity dude, leave because you serve no purpose. Strike a nerve? I wouldn't give you the satisfaction."
Shawn reaches for the remote and pauses the promo. His trademark smile brightens up his face as he turns back to the camera.
Shawn: "I guess he didn't do any research on his opponent. I am the most versatile wrestler in this company, but if he wants to feel that way then fine. I'm not gonna waste any breath explaining why. I'll just let Saturday talk for me. You see I love my fans, because like you said they did make me. But you're saying I should be scared. Scared of what? What have you done to spurn any kind of fear in the heart of me? I just sit here and enjoy the fact that this guy thinks he knows me. But I like this guy's drive and spunk. But I'm not your stepping stone, or a rung on your proverbial ladder that you're gonna step on. I'm your first lost on your record. And then you can chase me to the top of nCw."
Shawn smirks as he plays another part of Ghost's promo. He then pauses it again. He sits the remote next to him, as he ponders his next thoughts.
Shawn: "First of all Ghost, my hair is never nappy. And you won't drive me into the mat, but I love you enthusiasm. And I know alot of people realized that you missed a few parts of that nice interpretation of the match Saturday. But it's missing a few parts. Like the part where once you grab my nicely braided hair, and "drive" me into the mat. How I get up and beat the holy hell out of you. Hit you with that most impressive 450 splash in the game today. Then I'll just stalk you and nail you with the "Best Damn Finisher Period!" and you'll be just looking up at the lights as the ref taps that mat those lovely three times. But know your fight won't go in vain."
The scene begins to fade as the self-proclaimed Best Kept Secret starts the promo over from the beginning.
Shawn: "Ha....Ha.....Ha......oh s***! Where did you guys at nCw headquarters get this guy? I never even met this dips*** in my life, and I'm a thorn in his side. A pain in the ass I was called. But since he wants to talk about names. Explain to me this, how does it feel to be a ghost? You know a ghost? Webster's dictionary would define a ghost as a disembodied soul. Which reminds me of fighting the "Extreme Deadman".
Shaun finally stopped laughing as he focuses on his promo.
Shawn: "I mean so much hostility from a complete stranger. Then on top of that he goes to a gym that I do go to from time to time. But since he feels like he researched me so well, he would know that I won't show up in KC till the day before the show. Then he has the gall to say he doesn't like people like me, but he talks to random women out on the street. You see I am a star, but who are you? You see I have a rep among a couple of stars around here, but who are you? But one thing is for sure, you do live up to the name of Ghost. Because you're just a figment of imagination, something that really isn't there. Wandering around aimlessly trying to get someone to remember you, when no one knows you exist. Just float off into obscurity dude, leave because you serve no purpose. Strike a nerve? I wouldn't give you the satisfaction."
Shawn reaches for the remote and pauses the promo. His trademark smile brightens up his face as he turns back to the camera.
Shawn: "I guess he didn't do any research on his opponent. I am the most versatile wrestler in this company, but if he wants to feel that way then fine. I'm not gonna waste any breath explaining why. I'll just let Saturday talk for me. You see I love my fans, because like you said they did make me. But you're saying I should be scared. Scared of what? What have you done to spurn any kind of fear in the heart of me? I just sit here and enjoy the fact that this guy thinks he knows me. But I like this guy's drive and spunk. But I'm not your stepping stone, or a rung on your proverbial ladder that you're gonna step on. I'm your first lost on your record. And then you can chase me to the top of nCw."
Shawn smirks as he plays another part of Ghost's promo. He then pauses it again. He sits the remote next to him, as he ponders his next thoughts.
Shawn: "First of all Ghost, my hair is never nappy. And you won't drive me into the mat, but I love you enthusiasm. And I know alot of people realized that you missed a few parts of that nice interpretation of the match Saturday. But it's missing a few parts. Like the part where once you grab my nicely braided hair, and "drive" me into the mat. How I get up and beat the holy hell out of you. Hit you with that most impressive 450 splash in the game today. Then I'll just stalk you and nail you with the "Best Damn Finisher Period!" and you'll be just looking up at the lights as the ref taps that mat those lovely three times. But know your fight won't go in vain."
The scene begins to fade as the self-proclaimed Best Kept Secret starts the promo over from the beginning.