Post by Xander Famularo on May 9, 2012 11:45:25 GMT -6
Things evolve and they change. That seems to be a concept that troubles your Verona, I see it, I see it all around each and every place I look and normally I am able to foresee it, I am able to see what course something is going to take and thus I am able to stay ahead of the curve. How else can you account for 50 weeks without a loss in singles matches? How can you account for things going that way?
You can’t Roberto, and that evolution is something that is going to tear you apart this weekend. I see you, I have watched you put together a string of wins that are unprecedented, and I have watched you build yourself on top of an impenetrable mountain which knows absolutely no equal.
But I know the next step Verona, and I know that when it comes down to it, instead of talking about how this match will be about two men who stole the show last month, or talking about how worthy of an opponent I am you will be forced to throw something in about how Adam Knite is unjust or how we are trying to move from one poor dictator to another.
And last month, we all know who won that match. You walked out of the arena, and what happened to me? I was carried out. I wrestled the week after and was on the losing end of a tag match and that is when I realized that my body was close to breaking, that my will was strong, but my body could no longer take the abuse and punishment I was dealing it.
This was something that was new to me, but that is what happens when you push the limits. That X title I defeated you for, I never lost that belt. The world title, I never lost that either. These were taken from me. Todd Williams would never be the champion right now if it were a one on one match because no one here in the nCw has what it takes to defeat me in singles competition.
No one has ever been as active as I have been for as long as I have been and not been defeated one on one.
I don’t know if I have created some self fulfilling prophecy where people just can’t mentally get to the point where they have to defeat me, or if I really am so stubborn that I refuse to be pinned as long as there is life in my body.
Being undefeated for this long puts a lot of stress in your life, when I lose it is going to be big, it is going to be huge. I won’t lie Roberto, the stress is starting to get at me. I am becoming obsessed with the streaks and have thought about doing things I never would have done in the past to keep it alive. Last month you beat me within an inch of my life. Last month there was no further you could have gone and yet, I wouldn’t yield. I wouldn’t be pinned, I wouldn’t submit.
So what is it going to take Verona. This week, leading up to our match you have to think of one thing, you have to come to terms with something before you even get close to me.
How far are you willing to go to win? How much are you going to put in?
Because for me, every match that I go into, I am willing to go to lengths that make other people cringe. Are you willing to cripple me? Are you willing to channel your inner demon in order to get that title shot that has evaded you?
Because I am…
And because of that my evolution is unchartable.
Which makes me as dangerous as I am.
{Scene opens to the Famularo truck, cruising down interstate 81 towards Oswego. Jenny sits in the center of the bench seat, her head resting on Xander’s shoulder. On the radio we hear Johnny Cash singing a boy named Sue.}
Xander: Have you ever put any thought into moving Upstate?
Jenny: No, I love the city. I love the hustle and bustle; it is calm and peaceful to me.
Xander: I noticed that you seemed at peace there. I don’t understand it, not a single bit but it is what it is. I wanted to let you know, I bought that place that my apartment is in.
Jenny: What do you mean?
Xander: You know, the place that surrounds my place, I bought the building.
Jenny: How did you afford that?
Xander: Apparently my Dad is quite a business tycoon. He has racked up quite a portfolio recently. So, I figured it is an investment and we could maybe, I don’t know, knock a couple apartments out of there and make a big house for us, then have some smaller apartments to help support the cost of the mortgage.
Jenny: Are you saying you want me to move in with you.
{Xander blushes at the mention of this. She nestles her head further into his arm}
Xander: And that I will move to the city permanently if you want.
{She looks at him in shock and he looks back at her, her eyes full of love}
Jenny: Is that what you wanted to tell me?
Xander: No, there is something else. But, we will get to that in a bit.
{They continue to drive down the highway as the scene fades}
Verona I won’t lie, a couple weeks ago in my last match before I took some time off Ricky Johnson accused me of losing my edge, he mentioned that although I still haven’t lost, I haven’t really won recently either.
And I think that maybe he hit the nail on the head, I have been so wrapped up in keeping my streak alive, I have been so focused on not losing that I forgot what made me so successful in the first place. I forgot completely that the fact I won so many matches for so long was because I went at everything with an aggression that was unmatched. And I understand that I have seemingly lost that aggression and that I must beyond a shadow of a doubt find it again.
But I am at a loss Roberto, I have tried to take the things you have said and internalize them in a way that makes me full of fire, anger and loath. I try to look at your face and see the face of Leonard Fox or Jimmy Zane, someone who I can’t stand to even think about let alone look at but when I try I fail miserably.
Because of all the people in this federation, of everyone who prances around backstage, I think you are the one whose skills I respect the most. Although I still feel that you are delusional in certain respects you were able to see my naivety and although deep down inside that makes me angry, I can’t fault you for it. Adam may or may not have manipulated my emotions, but I will do anything for him. I am successful because of him, and if he needs something then I am going to be there to take care of it for him.
Loyalty goes a long way.
And you Roberto, I want to sit here and speak out against all the evils you have committed and all the asinine things you have said but it turns out, you were able to see into the future, you were able to be nCw’s own Nostradamus.
You are deserving of the number one contendership, there is no doubt about that. No other single superstar in nCw has had as much success as you and not been given a title shot, and Roberto if you were wrestling any other person on this card, I would be rooting for you.
But you aren’t wrestling someone else.
You are wrestling me.
And because of that, I don’t like your odds; I don’t like your chances. You are facing a man that you have not defeated, that no one has defeated in singles competition since last year at this very pay per view we will be facing off against one another at. Last year, I worked so hard to get to the big show, I worked so hard to get the shot at A Night to Remember and I choked. I fell apart.
And I felt like I was never going to hear the end of it.
But then I made sure I had another shot, I made sure that no longer would I be called the man who chokes at the big show. No longer would I be the second fiddle and I, on that day vowed that if someone was going to defeat me, that they had better be ready to nearly kill me.
That is what I think every day when I train.
That is what I think every day when I wake up.
Those are the thoughts that keep me awake at night.
I won’t be branded a failure. I won’t be branded a person that can never win at the big show.
I will defeat you Roberto, I will beat you to the ground and when I am done with you, I will look squarely ahead, I will look at Todd Williams or Ricky Johnson and my streak will continue.
And the prince will regain his rightful throne.
And you will remain where you have since you started here…
A perennial contender.
A man who just can’t take the next step.
Always the bridesmaid Verona…
{Scene opens to the magnificent Lake Ontario, it is sunset and the orange light reflects of the water in a look of utter magnificence. Xander and Jenny sit on a swinging bench holding hands. Xander looks at her and she back at him}
Jenny: What is up? You have barely talked since we have come out here. I thought there was something you needed to show me. I won’t lie, I like a sunset as much as the next person, but we have watched hundreds of sunsets.
Xander: No, well… Uhh… It isn’t the sunset. I am just thinking.
{He puts his head down, you notice his hand keeps reaching into his pocket and you assume there is something in there, not that he is playing and intense game of pocket pool.}
Jenny: What’s wrong?
Xander: Nothing…. Or, I… I don’t know…
{He finally stands up and takes Jenny’s hands. He looks down at her}
Xander: Look, I know that we haven’t been together very long. I know that we have only really been together since Thanksgiving… But, I see the way that you interact with my father, I see the way you accept my family and I… well I…
{Jenny looks expectant, Xander’s voice cracks a little bit as he drops to a knee, Jenny takes a huge breath and her eyes open wide, shocked at what is about to happen.}
Xander: I have known that we should be together since I first met you, and since our first date I knew that I wanted to be married to you…. Will you marry me?
{He pulls the ring out of his finger and presents it to Jenny. She looks at it and fans her chest, unable to respond. Suddenly we hear a crash and a gruff voice from behind them, the camera turns and Gib approaches the camera, a tree sways behind him obviously where he has been for this whole conversation, Xander’s face turns instantly red}
Gib: Oh isn’t this sweet. I just can’t wait for her answer…
Xander: How long have you been up there?
Gib: The better part of three days, I am protecting our border from possible terrorist attacks. And to think “Mr Selfish Xander pants” is all trying to get his willy wet as I am trying to protect his right to perform the aforementioned lustful act.
{Jenny giggles}
Gib: For shame…
{Gib turns his head and starts to walk towards the house, the camera turns to Xander who is still on his knee, his face red with embarrassment as the scene fades}
You can’t Roberto, and that evolution is something that is going to tear you apart this weekend. I see you, I have watched you put together a string of wins that are unprecedented, and I have watched you build yourself on top of an impenetrable mountain which knows absolutely no equal.
But I know the next step Verona, and I know that when it comes down to it, instead of talking about how this match will be about two men who stole the show last month, or talking about how worthy of an opponent I am you will be forced to throw something in about how Adam Knite is unjust or how we are trying to move from one poor dictator to another.
And last month, we all know who won that match. You walked out of the arena, and what happened to me? I was carried out. I wrestled the week after and was on the losing end of a tag match and that is when I realized that my body was close to breaking, that my will was strong, but my body could no longer take the abuse and punishment I was dealing it.
This was something that was new to me, but that is what happens when you push the limits. That X title I defeated you for, I never lost that belt. The world title, I never lost that either. These were taken from me. Todd Williams would never be the champion right now if it were a one on one match because no one here in the nCw has what it takes to defeat me in singles competition.
No one has ever been as active as I have been for as long as I have been and not been defeated one on one.
I don’t know if I have created some self fulfilling prophecy where people just can’t mentally get to the point where they have to defeat me, or if I really am so stubborn that I refuse to be pinned as long as there is life in my body.
Being undefeated for this long puts a lot of stress in your life, when I lose it is going to be big, it is going to be huge. I won’t lie Roberto, the stress is starting to get at me. I am becoming obsessed with the streaks and have thought about doing things I never would have done in the past to keep it alive. Last month you beat me within an inch of my life. Last month there was no further you could have gone and yet, I wouldn’t yield. I wouldn’t be pinned, I wouldn’t submit.
So what is it going to take Verona. This week, leading up to our match you have to think of one thing, you have to come to terms with something before you even get close to me.
How far are you willing to go to win? How much are you going to put in?
Because for me, every match that I go into, I am willing to go to lengths that make other people cringe. Are you willing to cripple me? Are you willing to channel your inner demon in order to get that title shot that has evaded you?
Because I am…
And because of that my evolution is unchartable.
Which makes me as dangerous as I am.
{Scene opens to the Famularo truck, cruising down interstate 81 towards Oswego. Jenny sits in the center of the bench seat, her head resting on Xander’s shoulder. On the radio we hear Johnny Cash singing a boy named Sue.}
Xander: Have you ever put any thought into moving Upstate?
Jenny: No, I love the city. I love the hustle and bustle; it is calm and peaceful to me.
Xander: I noticed that you seemed at peace there. I don’t understand it, not a single bit but it is what it is. I wanted to let you know, I bought that place that my apartment is in.
Jenny: What do you mean?
Xander: You know, the place that surrounds my place, I bought the building.
Jenny: How did you afford that?
Xander: Apparently my Dad is quite a business tycoon. He has racked up quite a portfolio recently. So, I figured it is an investment and we could maybe, I don’t know, knock a couple apartments out of there and make a big house for us, then have some smaller apartments to help support the cost of the mortgage.
Jenny: Are you saying you want me to move in with you.
{Xander blushes at the mention of this. She nestles her head further into his arm}
Xander: And that I will move to the city permanently if you want.
{She looks at him in shock and he looks back at her, her eyes full of love}
Jenny: Is that what you wanted to tell me?
Xander: No, there is something else. But, we will get to that in a bit.
{They continue to drive down the highway as the scene fades}
Verona I won’t lie, a couple weeks ago in my last match before I took some time off Ricky Johnson accused me of losing my edge, he mentioned that although I still haven’t lost, I haven’t really won recently either.
And I think that maybe he hit the nail on the head, I have been so wrapped up in keeping my streak alive, I have been so focused on not losing that I forgot what made me so successful in the first place. I forgot completely that the fact I won so many matches for so long was because I went at everything with an aggression that was unmatched. And I understand that I have seemingly lost that aggression and that I must beyond a shadow of a doubt find it again.
But I am at a loss Roberto, I have tried to take the things you have said and internalize them in a way that makes me full of fire, anger and loath. I try to look at your face and see the face of Leonard Fox or Jimmy Zane, someone who I can’t stand to even think about let alone look at but when I try I fail miserably.
Because of all the people in this federation, of everyone who prances around backstage, I think you are the one whose skills I respect the most. Although I still feel that you are delusional in certain respects you were able to see my naivety and although deep down inside that makes me angry, I can’t fault you for it. Adam may or may not have manipulated my emotions, but I will do anything for him. I am successful because of him, and if he needs something then I am going to be there to take care of it for him.
Loyalty goes a long way.
And you Roberto, I want to sit here and speak out against all the evils you have committed and all the asinine things you have said but it turns out, you were able to see into the future, you were able to be nCw’s own Nostradamus.
You are deserving of the number one contendership, there is no doubt about that. No other single superstar in nCw has had as much success as you and not been given a title shot, and Roberto if you were wrestling any other person on this card, I would be rooting for you.
But you aren’t wrestling someone else.
You are wrestling me.
And because of that, I don’t like your odds; I don’t like your chances. You are facing a man that you have not defeated, that no one has defeated in singles competition since last year at this very pay per view we will be facing off against one another at. Last year, I worked so hard to get to the big show, I worked so hard to get the shot at A Night to Remember and I choked. I fell apart.
And I felt like I was never going to hear the end of it.
But then I made sure I had another shot, I made sure that no longer would I be called the man who chokes at the big show. No longer would I be the second fiddle and I, on that day vowed that if someone was going to defeat me, that they had better be ready to nearly kill me.
That is what I think every day when I train.
That is what I think every day when I wake up.
Those are the thoughts that keep me awake at night.
I won’t be branded a failure. I won’t be branded a person that can never win at the big show.
I will defeat you Roberto, I will beat you to the ground and when I am done with you, I will look squarely ahead, I will look at Todd Williams or Ricky Johnson and my streak will continue.
And the prince will regain his rightful throne.
And you will remain where you have since you started here…
A perennial contender.
A man who just can’t take the next step.
Always the bridesmaid Verona…
{Scene opens to the magnificent Lake Ontario, it is sunset and the orange light reflects of the water in a look of utter magnificence. Xander and Jenny sit on a swinging bench holding hands. Xander looks at her and she back at him}
Jenny: What is up? You have barely talked since we have come out here. I thought there was something you needed to show me. I won’t lie, I like a sunset as much as the next person, but we have watched hundreds of sunsets.
Xander: No, well… Uhh… It isn’t the sunset. I am just thinking.
{He puts his head down, you notice his hand keeps reaching into his pocket and you assume there is something in there, not that he is playing and intense game of pocket pool.}
Jenny: What’s wrong?
Xander: Nothing…. Or, I… I don’t know…
{He finally stands up and takes Jenny’s hands. He looks down at her}
Xander: Look, I know that we haven’t been together very long. I know that we have only really been together since Thanksgiving… But, I see the way that you interact with my father, I see the way you accept my family and I… well I…
{Jenny looks expectant, Xander’s voice cracks a little bit as he drops to a knee, Jenny takes a huge breath and her eyes open wide, shocked at what is about to happen.}
Xander: I have known that we should be together since I first met you, and since our first date I knew that I wanted to be married to you…. Will you marry me?
{He pulls the ring out of his finger and presents it to Jenny. She looks at it and fans her chest, unable to respond. Suddenly we hear a crash and a gruff voice from behind them, the camera turns and Gib approaches the camera, a tree sways behind him obviously where he has been for this whole conversation, Xander’s face turns instantly red}
Gib: Oh isn’t this sweet. I just can’t wait for her answer…
Xander: How long have you been up there?
Gib: The better part of three days, I am protecting our border from possible terrorist attacks. And to think “Mr Selfish Xander pants” is all trying to get his willy wet as I am trying to protect his right to perform the aforementioned lustful act.
{Jenny giggles}
Gib: For shame…
{Gib turns his head and starts to walk towards the house, the camera turns to Xander who is still on his knee, his face red with embarrassment as the scene fades}
