Post by Caleb Lockwood on Jan 5, 2013 22:55:01 GMT -6
Grieving
January 5, 2013
In Loving Memory
Laura Smith
March 29, 1987 - January 1, 2013
Apologies for not having a normal promo video ready. I'm sure all of you know by now what happened on New Year's. I really don't feel comfortable talking about it right now, but suffice to say she will never be forgotten. She lives on in our hearts and memories, and though I didn't know her nearly as well as I wish I had, I'm going to treasure what few times I did have with her dearly.
Now, onto this week. A pair of familiar faces as my enemies, and a very unfamiliar face as my ally. Curtis, Stephen...you guys laid quite the ass-kicking on me last week. Maybe there's something to this Church of Thor thing you're on about. A spark of insane genius among the regular crazy, so to speak. Personally, I'd like to think that you were just a better team that night than me and Nighthawk. I can deal with being outwrestled. I can't do jack about divine intervention.
Stephen, you've been baptized into the Cult of the Hammer as...what was the title Curtis bestowed upon you? The Breaker of Faith? I have a few issues with that. First off, that's FAR too awesome a title to be wasted on a guy like you. Second, in order to be a breaker of faith, you have to fulfill a simple requirement: find someone with faith, and break it. You certainly broke me physically last week, but mentally? Spiritually? My faith is stronger than ever.
This is the sort of thing I live for. I'm an adrenaline junkie, truly helpless to that rush. And a challenge in the ring like this brings with it a hell of a rush. You're a puzzle I can't crack, like the most violent Rubik's Cube ever. And I can't just peel off the stickers and reapply them. That'd be cheating. Plus,where do you find the stickers on a wrestler? But I digress. I'm more resolved than ever to keep moving. Tragedy is part of life. It's inevitable. What defines us is how we react to those tragedies, those setbacks. I intend to keep moving forward.
As for the High Priest of Mjolnirdom himself, I think I pick up more respect for Curtis Kanyon every time I step in the ring with him. He's a wily son of a bitch, he hits hard, and he moves incredibly fast for a man of his size. It's really breathtaking sometimes. But the problem with his kind of crazy is that it can cut both ways. It's been cutting against his enemies so far, but I feel like sooner or later, someone's going to find that magic moment and turn that edge back on him.
I can't afford to keep getting my ass whooped like this. It's hurting my body, my paycheck...it's just plain not fun. There is a point of diminishing returns, after all. This is where I make my stand. And, I have to remember, I'm not standing alone. This is a tag team match, emphasis on team, so I should probably have a few words about and for my partner...the Patriotic Paragon, Will Washington.
Will, you've teamed with Curtis before. You know how his mind works, you know what makes him tick. You're a former Tag Team Champion, and you were the Gladiator of 2010. You're one of those guys that, even though on paper you haven't gotten much done, is a deadly threat every time he steps in the ring. It's nice to know that I've got a guy like you on my side, not my enemy's.
I know you want this win as much as I do. You appreciate the value of a good win. So I want to know that we can count on each other. We haven't had any time to practice. It's not like football, where you get all this time in the week to get your timing down. We're going to have to communicate on the fly. I think we can do that. I think we're both good enough and professional enough to pull it off. Some might call that blind optimism, but if you go into a battle thinking you'll lose, the enemy's already halfway to victory.
Stephen, Curtis...and Cyrus, if you're reading this alongside them...you had my number last week. This week is going to be different. I have a different partner, we're on a grander stage, and I've got other baggage I need to work out. I hesitate to call two such...obviously dangerous men as yourself kicking bags, but that's really what I'm seeing you as. You're my opponents. I need to work out some anger and grief. I want revenge. Do the math. But whatever you do, don't blink. You might miss something.
I know I do.
- Caleb Lockwood
January 5, 2013
In Loving Memory
Laura Smith
March 29, 1987 - January 1, 2013
Apologies for not having a normal promo video ready. I'm sure all of you know by now what happened on New Year's. I really don't feel comfortable talking about it right now, but suffice to say she will never be forgotten. She lives on in our hearts and memories, and though I didn't know her nearly as well as I wish I had, I'm going to treasure what few times I did have with her dearly.
Now, onto this week. A pair of familiar faces as my enemies, and a very unfamiliar face as my ally. Curtis, Stephen...you guys laid quite the ass-kicking on me last week. Maybe there's something to this Church of Thor thing you're on about. A spark of insane genius among the regular crazy, so to speak. Personally, I'd like to think that you were just a better team that night than me and Nighthawk. I can deal with being outwrestled. I can't do jack about divine intervention.
Stephen, you've been baptized into the Cult of the Hammer as...what was the title Curtis bestowed upon you? The Breaker of Faith? I have a few issues with that. First off, that's FAR too awesome a title to be wasted on a guy like you. Second, in order to be a breaker of faith, you have to fulfill a simple requirement: find someone with faith, and break it. You certainly broke me physically last week, but mentally? Spiritually? My faith is stronger than ever.
This is the sort of thing I live for. I'm an adrenaline junkie, truly helpless to that rush. And a challenge in the ring like this brings with it a hell of a rush. You're a puzzle I can't crack, like the most violent Rubik's Cube ever. And I can't just peel off the stickers and reapply them. That'd be cheating. Plus,where do you find the stickers on a wrestler? But I digress. I'm more resolved than ever to keep moving. Tragedy is part of life. It's inevitable. What defines us is how we react to those tragedies, those setbacks. I intend to keep moving forward.
As for the High Priest of Mjolnirdom himself, I think I pick up more respect for Curtis Kanyon every time I step in the ring with him. He's a wily son of a bitch, he hits hard, and he moves incredibly fast for a man of his size. It's really breathtaking sometimes. But the problem with his kind of crazy is that it can cut both ways. It's been cutting against his enemies so far, but I feel like sooner or later, someone's going to find that magic moment and turn that edge back on him.
I can't afford to keep getting my ass whooped like this. It's hurting my body, my paycheck...it's just plain not fun. There is a point of diminishing returns, after all. This is where I make my stand. And, I have to remember, I'm not standing alone. This is a tag team match, emphasis on team, so I should probably have a few words about and for my partner...the Patriotic Paragon, Will Washington.
Will, you've teamed with Curtis before. You know how his mind works, you know what makes him tick. You're a former Tag Team Champion, and you were the Gladiator of 2010. You're one of those guys that, even though on paper you haven't gotten much done, is a deadly threat every time he steps in the ring. It's nice to know that I've got a guy like you on my side, not my enemy's.
I know you want this win as much as I do. You appreciate the value of a good win. So I want to know that we can count on each other. We haven't had any time to practice. It's not like football, where you get all this time in the week to get your timing down. We're going to have to communicate on the fly. I think we can do that. I think we're both good enough and professional enough to pull it off. Some might call that blind optimism, but if you go into a battle thinking you'll lose, the enemy's already halfway to victory.
Stephen, Curtis...and Cyrus, if you're reading this alongside them...you had my number last week. This week is going to be different. I have a different partner, we're on a grander stage, and I've got other baggage I need to work out. I hesitate to call two such...obviously dangerous men as yourself kicking bags, but that's really what I'm seeing you as. You're my opponents. I need to work out some anger and grief. I want revenge. Do the math. But whatever you do, don't blink. You might miss something.
I know I do.
- Caleb Lockwood