Post by Alex Jones on Oct 12, 2012 3:52:49 GMT -6
He beat me....
Again.
I couldn't stand to him.
Face to face.
Man to man.
He was the better of us.
He took my hopes.
My dreams.
And he flushed them.
He held them in his hands....
He didn't need to win.
He didn't care.
He has other things to worry about.
National title....
Trent Helms...
But he still beat me...
Like I was nothing.
Again.
I couldn't stand to him.
Face to face.
Man to man.
He was the better of us.
He took my hopes.
My dreams.
And he flushed them.
He held them in his hands....
He didn't need to win.
He didn't care.
He has other things to worry about.
National title....
Trent Helms...
But he still beat me...
Like I was nothing.
"Has he been like this all week?"
Gib and Shelly stood in the kitchen watching me. I could feel their eyes on the back on my neck.
"Yeah, look I didn't want to call you but, for some reason he respects you. He cares what you have to say...seems to be alot of that going around...."
Gib nods and grunts before pushing out onto my back patio. I sit in a chair, an open beer next to me, a beard grown instead of the stubble I usually have to look "edgy" and "cool". I wear my blue and silver Dallas Cowboys jersey and jeans, cause hey, I guess losers know losers....
"What's up kid?"
I turn and look up at Gib shaking my head.
"Enjoying my quiet time...what can I do for you Gib?"
He sighs and picks up a beer openning it and downing it pretty much in one go before letting out a deep and for some reason..arousing burp.
"No, I mean what are you doing with your life?......you seem to be a little...lifeless....and I heard you may not turn up to trauma for your match....I heard you were going to Joe Everyman your appearance....."
I laugh and stay silent.
"Well?....."
I stand up and finish my beer.
"What's the point?. I told them already that I pulled out...."
Gib gets in my face and smirks.
"I didn't ask about your safe sex practices although I'm happy you're taking steps not to have anymore kids, I mean if they're as spineless as you...."
I clench my jaw and look away.
"I know what you're trying to do, and it's not going to work Gib....."
He laughs and shakes his head. He picks up a football sitting on my deck, he throws it at me just out of my reach so my hand just touches it.
"Oh look at that...you found your true calling...and dropped the ball...."
I stand gritting my teeth, anger welling up inside me as one of my favourite songs plays through my mind.....
No...end..in...sight.....
"So it's come to this...."
I scoff and fold my arms.
"I lost to Adam Knite again. Go ahead get it out of your systems now. Call me a loser, call me a choke artist. tell me how I can't beat the great king of NCW Adam Knite. Tell me how he's sooooo much better than me. Tell me how my time has come and gone. Cause you know what, it's true. I can't beat the great Adam Knite. Even when he isn't even interested in the match, even when he has more pressing matters on his mind I still can't beat Adam...."
I scoff again and shake my head.
"And now to top it all off I'm thrown a bone. I'm put in this second chance tag team tournament, where myself and all the other "stars" who weren't good enough get to be put in dysfunctional tag teams to battle it out for a chance to face Gib and Simon Day, awesome. Really awesome. Being forced to team with someone who considers himself to be "Godly" someone who has been on a meteoric rise in NCW. You know what?. as much as I dislike the idea of Ken Davison being the next big thing, you can't argue with what he's done...."
"And then I look at our opponents. Davey Ortega and Mike Laszlo. Now Laszlo and I have had a few run ins and even though I have come out on the winning side I'm not about to say a victory over him is a certainty. Let's face it, Mike Laszlo has been the "it" factor of NCW. He has been a man who has stood up and shown he will be something more. As always it will be an honor to face a guy the caliber of a Mike Laszlo....."
"On the flip side of that coin we have Davey Ortega. A man who I have not really seen or heard from since I beat him in the Elite eight almost four years ago. But a little bird told me that when I was injured and had to drop out of my rematch with Adam for the world title it was Mr Ortega who stepped up and took the shot and failed. And here's the thing Davey, you are not in any way shape or form a replacement for me....."
I smirk and fold my arms.
"Here you are one of NCW's originals trying to resurrect your career after some time away due to a few...."
I pause for a moment.
"Delicate issues. While I am happy you'te back and ready to go Davey I can't allow you and Mr Laszlo to beat myself and Davison because I need to prove my worth in NCW. I need to prove just how good I am and if I can team with a man I don't like or know to become a tag team champion. Well that just show's I'm a winner....."
I laugh to myself and shake my head.
"You know it wasn't that long ago I was beating anyone put in front of me. I was facing the best and making them realise I belonged with the NCW elite. Then Adam holier than thou Knite comes along and slaps me off my perch. Maybe it's time I stop fighting my destiny, maybe it's time I stop pushing against my own nature. Maybe it's time I just kick someone's ass...."
"This week is the first stage of this tag tournament and let's face it, the team of Davison and myself looks pretty damn enticing.....so let's just see where this goes....."
I smirk again and look away thinking to myself.
Gib and Shelly stood in the kitchen watching me. I could feel their eyes on the back on my neck.
"Yeah, look I didn't want to call you but, for some reason he respects you. He cares what you have to say...seems to be alot of that going around...."
Gib nods and grunts before pushing out onto my back patio. I sit in a chair, an open beer next to me, a beard grown instead of the stubble I usually have to look "edgy" and "cool". I wear my blue and silver Dallas Cowboys jersey and jeans, cause hey, I guess losers know losers....
"What's up kid?"
I turn and look up at Gib shaking my head.
"Enjoying my quiet time...what can I do for you Gib?"
He sighs and picks up a beer openning it and downing it pretty much in one go before letting out a deep and for some reason..arousing burp.
"No, I mean what are you doing with your life?......you seem to be a little...lifeless....and I heard you may not turn up to trauma for your match....I heard you were going to Joe Everyman your appearance....."
I laugh and stay silent.
"Well?....."
I stand up and finish my beer.
"What's the point?. I told them already that I pulled out...."
Gib gets in my face and smirks.
"I didn't ask about your safe sex practices although I'm happy you're taking steps not to have anymore kids, I mean if they're as spineless as you...."
I clench my jaw and look away.
"I know what you're trying to do, and it's not going to work Gib....."
He laughs and shakes his head. He picks up a football sitting on my deck, he throws it at me just out of my reach so my hand just touches it.
"Oh look at that...you found your true calling...and dropped the ball...."
I stand gritting my teeth, anger welling up inside me as one of my favourite songs plays through my mind.....
No...end..in...sight.....
"So it's come to this...."
I scoff and fold my arms.
"I lost to Adam Knite again. Go ahead get it out of your systems now. Call me a loser, call me a choke artist. tell me how I can't beat the great king of NCW Adam Knite. Tell me how he's sooooo much better than me. Tell me how my time has come and gone. Cause you know what, it's true. I can't beat the great Adam Knite. Even when he isn't even interested in the match, even when he has more pressing matters on his mind I still can't beat Adam...."
I scoff again and shake my head.
"And now to top it all off I'm thrown a bone. I'm put in this second chance tag team tournament, where myself and all the other "stars" who weren't good enough get to be put in dysfunctional tag teams to battle it out for a chance to face Gib and Simon Day, awesome. Really awesome. Being forced to team with someone who considers himself to be "Godly" someone who has been on a meteoric rise in NCW. You know what?. as much as I dislike the idea of Ken Davison being the next big thing, you can't argue with what he's done...."
"And then I look at our opponents. Davey Ortega and Mike Laszlo. Now Laszlo and I have had a few run ins and even though I have come out on the winning side I'm not about to say a victory over him is a certainty. Let's face it, Mike Laszlo has been the "it" factor of NCW. He has been a man who has stood up and shown he will be something more. As always it will be an honor to face a guy the caliber of a Mike Laszlo....."
"On the flip side of that coin we have Davey Ortega. A man who I have not really seen or heard from since I beat him in the Elite eight almost four years ago. But a little bird told me that when I was injured and had to drop out of my rematch with Adam for the world title it was Mr Ortega who stepped up and took the shot and failed. And here's the thing Davey, you are not in any way shape or form a replacement for me....."
I smirk and fold my arms.
"Here you are one of NCW's originals trying to resurrect your career after some time away due to a few...."
I pause for a moment.
"Delicate issues. While I am happy you'te back and ready to go Davey I can't allow you and Mr Laszlo to beat myself and Davison because I need to prove my worth in NCW. I need to prove just how good I am and if I can team with a man I don't like or know to become a tag team champion. Well that just show's I'm a winner....."
I laugh to myself and shake my head.
"You know it wasn't that long ago I was beating anyone put in front of me. I was facing the best and making them realise I belonged with the NCW elite. Then Adam holier than thou Knite comes along and slaps me off my perch. Maybe it's time I stop fighting my destiny, maybe it's time I stop pushing against my own nature. Maybe it's time I just kick someone's ass...."
"This week is the first stage of this tag tournament and let's face it, the team of Davison and myself looks pretty damn enticing.....so let's just see where this goes....."
I smirk again and look away thinking to myself.