Post by Xander Famularo on Feb 3, 2013 7:11:07 GMT -6
Nathan…
I wonder what you think when you look in the mirror, I know what I think when I look at my reflection. I see the embodiment of success; I see the epitome of what this business is about. I see a second generation superstar who has been the most dominant wrestler in the history of this federation.
And I see those things not because I am delusional, I don’t see those things because I am living in a fantasy world or because I try to project perfection upon myself in some vain attempt to make people like me. I see those things because they are the absolute truth; they are an absolute truth just like a chair sitting in a room, like a crow flying south or like a sun rising.
And of course, that in itself makes me wonder, what does a man who has no accomplishments think? I know what you think because I see it when you speak each and every week, I see it in your words, in your mannerisms, and I see it bleeding from you in every essence of your life. You have become content with mediocrity; you have become the very thing that has plagued this country for so long, you have become apathy.
Win or lose you love the competition? No truer words have ever been spoken by a person who cares nothing about bettering themselves. You sound like the scumbags that line up every first Tuesday of the month to collect their government handout which I so graciously gave them, you sound like the scumbags who get their groceries for free because they are too lazy to get a job. They have accepted mediocrity, they love life just because.
Just like you Nathan. Apathy has no place in the professional wrestling business, and I will be honest after you gave the world a lesson in false history I think that you should open your eyes to the world that surrounds you once in a while, because it seems that you have a false idea of what the year 2012 held for me.
See Nathan, I know things that you can only begin to comprehend. I know that you are a man who is on a short leash; you really aren’t a man that poses a threat or a challenge to me. You can say all you want about why I sided with Verona, or why I am running with this crew but if you looked, looked really hard you would realize that I didn’t just join Verona.
I mean, he and I have been running around together pretty much since he won the title. Remember that night, I came to the ring, everyone thought there was going to be fireworks and I extended my hand and embraced him.
Did you not see that? Did you not pay attention? No, you didn’t and since you seem to a brain that seems to model the shape of an amoeba I will enlighten you as to why you missed this event.
Because you are so far from the main event, you are so far from mattering; you are so far from having a useful role in this federation that you don’t even pay attention anymore. And that isn’t me nit picking or splitting hairs because that is only the tip of your false sense of reality.
A reality that is caused and perpetrated by your inability to see truth, I see the truth. I know that the world needs good guys and bad guys to run…
And it seems that lately, I have been feeling pretty bad.
{Scene opens to Gib’s house, Gib is standing in front of the mirror in his bathroom, he splashes some aqua-velva on his face as he croons a classic Frank Sinatra tune in the most heinous way imaginable}
Gib: Those fingers in my hair, that smile come hither stare!
{Xander walks down the hall, confused because at one point of his childhood he vaguely remembers his father refusing to go to one of his concerts because he refused to listen to that communist jazz music}
Xander: What the hell is all the excitement about?
Gib: I have a date.
{Gib takes some of the cologne and splashes it on his crotch.}
Gib: You never can be too careful now can you boy?
Xander: I am fairly certain that is going to give you a chemical burn.
Gib: Please, after entering Rusty Carson’s wife from behind years ago, my penis pretty much has the regenerative powers of Wolverine.
{Xander just smiles shaking his head}
Xander: So, this girl. Did you pay her money to go on…
Gib: She isn’t a whore if that is what you are asking. I have been seeing her in a professional manner and I won’t lie, she was a really huge bitch at first.
Xander: You realize there is a camera here and she will probably watch this right?
Gib: Oh yeah, I pretty much told her she was a bitch and the weirdest thing happened. She listened to logic, she actually listened to it. That is when I knew that I had to make a move. Let me tell you something son, finding a woman with logic is like finding the lost cup of Christ itself. Like I love Jenny, but she is full of the rage of a multi raced woman.
Xander: She can get fired up can’t she?
Gib: But not at you boy, those eyes man. The way she looks at you, that is the look that means the world. Her eyes pour love to you, she is a keeper. I know because she has rebuked all of my advances.
Xander: You came on you my fiancé?
Gib: Dude, I had to make sure she was going to be loyal, I didn’t want you marrying some ho bag.
{Xander just smiles, patting his dad on the back}
Gib: And now I can say, we are sharing something.
{Xander looks up, confused}
Xander: You know that I am not going to be involved in some sort of father son sex scenario right?
Gib: God you are a sick bastard boy, I mean the interracial thing. This girl isn’t what we would call white.
Xander: Holy hell man, you are growing up. I am so proud of you.
Gib: **** yeah boy, **** yeah.
{Xander smiles wishing his father good luck and you can’t help but notice the irony of the role reversal which just occurred. Xander certainly has advanced past his father in the maturity range, and probably did so by the time he was sixteen.}
Nathan… I fear that a sense of amnesia has overtaken you, saying that I did little in the year 2012 is like telling an NFL player that being elected to the Hall of Fame is no great feat. In 2012, I lost two singles matches, something you manage to do each and every month and I also held the world title for another three months…
But yeah, you are totally right about me having no success. I haven’t been around because there has been no need for it, no need beyond me showing up once in awhile to knock someone down a peg when he so blatantly needs to be knocked down. Alex Jones, Mike Laslow… Hell I could go on and on, naming the top stars in this place that I beat last year but what fun is that? Nathan, you need to do some research, you need to look at the historical significance of all the things I have done for you, not against you.
I made it possible for Mike Laslow to be in the position he is in. I made it possible for Verona to be the champ. In a time when the world title was traded between names like Steve Awesome and Rob Diamond I went on a tear, allowing no one to stop my reign, allowing no one to get in my way. I fought and clawed and tore through competition until I was able to say that in no way, shape or form is there any chance that there was any other better. I did it week in and week out, I defeated people that were previously unstoppable and I did it all for the future.
I knew Webb, I knew that by me doing that, by me finding my way to the top that I would certainly open the door for other stars to be the top draw. People like Ricky Johnson, people like Todd Williams, people like Roberto Verona and hell Nathan, if you would get your act together.
People like you.
But you are going to turn your nose to the greater cause, the battles you fight are in vain because you don’t have the strength or the panache to make a change, you don’t have the long term endurance it takes to go through battle after battle, in the trenches never stopping, never wavering and never giving up.
There is a reason I chose you as my next project, there is a reason I wanted to wrestle you, because you need this. You are so close, but I fear that you aren’t close enough. I fear that you are slowly fading away again regardless of your high profile victory last month. I have to humble you, I have to show you the error of your ways.
I have to humiliate you.
So that you can rise to greatness. All the pain, all the suffering all these things that I have planned are all for you Nathan.
I hope you enjoy them.
I wonder what you think when you look in the mirror, I know what I think when I look at my reflection. I see the embodiment of success; I see the epitome of what this business is about. I see a second generation superstar who has been the most dominant wrestler in the history of this federation.
And I see those things not because I am delusional, I don’t see those things because I am living in a fantasy world or because I try to project perfection upon myself in some vain attempt to make people like me. I see those things because they are the absolute truth; they are an absolute truth just like a chair sitting in a room, like a crow flying south or like a sun rising.
And of course, that in itself makes me wonder, what does a man who has no accomplishments think? I know what you think because I see it when you speak each and every week, I see it in your words, in your mannerisms, and I see it bleeding from you in every essence of your life. You have become content with mediocrity; you have become the very thing that has plagued this country for so long, you have become apathy.
Win or lose you love the competition? No truer words have ever been spoken by a person who cares nothing about bettering themselves. You sound like the scumbags that line up every first Tuesday of the month to collect their government handout which I so graciously gave them, you sound like the scumbags who get their groceries for free because they are too lazy to get a job. They have accepted mediocrity, they love life just because.
Just like you Nathan. Apathy has no place in the professional wrestling business, and I will be honest after you gave the world a lesson in false history I think that you should open your eyes to the world that surrounds you once in a while, because it seems that you have a false idea of what the year 2012 held for me.
See Nathan, I know things that you can only begin to comprehend. I know that you are a man who is on a short leash; you really aren’t a man that poses a threat or a challenge to me. You can say all you want about why I sided with Verona, or why I am running with this crew but if you looked, looked really hard you would realize that I didn’t just join Verona.
I mean, he and I have been running around together pretty much since he won the title. Remember that night, I came to the ring, everyone thought there was going to be fireworks and I extended my hand and embraced him.
Did you not see that? Did you not pay attention? No, you didn’t and since you seem to a brain that seems to model the shape of an amoeba I will enlighten you as to why you missed this event.
Because you are so far from the main event, you are so far from mattering; you are so far from having a useful role in this federation that you don’t even pay attention anymore. And that isn’t me nit picking or splitting hairs because that is only the tip of your false sense of reality.
A reality that is caused and perpetrated by your inability to see truth, I see the truth. I know that the world needs good guys and bad guys to run…
And it seems that lately, I have been feeling pretty bad.
{Scene opens to Gib’s house, Gib is standing in front of the mirror in his bathroom, he splashes some aqua-velva on his face as he croons a classic Frank Sinatra tune in the most heinous way imaginable}
Gib: Those fingers in my hair, that smile come hither stare!
{Xander walks down the hall, confused because at one point of his childhood he vaguely remembers his father refusing to go to one of his concerts because he refused to listen to that communist jazz music}
Xander: What the hell is all the excitement about?
Gib: I have a date.
{Gib takes some of the cologne and splashes it on his crotch.}
Gib: You never can be too careful now can you boy?
Xander: I am fairly certain that is going to give you a chemical burn.
Gib: Please, after entering Rusty Carson’s wife from behind years ago, my penis pretty much has the regenerative powers of Wolverine.
{Xander just smiles shaking his head}
Xander: So, this girl. Did you pay her money to go on…
Gib: She isn’t a whore if that is what you are asking. I have been seeing her in a professional manner and I won’t lie, she was a really huge bitch at first.
Xander: You realize there is a camera here and she will probably watch this right?
Gib: Oh yeah, I pretty much told her she was a bitch and the weirdest thing happened. She listened to logic, she actually listened to it. That is when I knew that I had to make a move. Let me tell you something son, finding a woman with logic is like finding the lost cup of Christ itself. Like I love Jenny, but she is full of the rage of a multi raced woman.
Xander: She can get fired up can’t she?
Gib: But not at you boy, those eyes man. The way she looks at you, that is the look that means the world. Her eyes pour love to you, she is a keeper. I know because she has rebuked all of my advances.
Xander: You came on you my fiancé?
Gib: Dude, I had to make sure she was going to be loyal, I didn’t want you marrying some ho bag.
{Xander just smiles, patting his dad on the back}
Gib: And now I can say, we are sharing something.
{Xander looks up, confused}
Xander: You know that I am not going to be involved in some sort of father son sex scenario right?
Gib: God you are a sick bastard boy, I mean the interracial thing. This girl isn’t what we would call white.
Xander: Holy hell man, you are growing up. I am so proud of you.
Gib: **** yeah boy, **** yeah.
{Xander smiles wishing his father good luck and you can’t help but notice the irony of the role reversal which just occurred. Xander certainly has advanced past his father in the maturity range, and probably did so by the time he was sixteen.}
Nathan… I fear that a sense of amnesia has overtaken you, saying that I did little in the year 2012 is like telling an NFL player that being elected to the Hall of Fame is no great feat. In 2012, I lost two singles matches, something you manage to do each and every month and I also held the world title for another three months…
But yeah, you are totally right about me having no success. I haven’t been around because there has been no need for it, no need beyond me showing up once in awhile to knock someone down a peg when he so blatantly needs to be knocked down. Alex Jones, Mike Laslow… Hell I could go on and on, naming the top stars in this place that I beat last year but what fun is that? Nathan, you need to do some research, you need to look at the historical significance of all the things I have done for you, not against you.
I made it possible for Mike Laslow to be in the position he is in. I made it possible for Verona to be the champ. In a time when the world title was traded between names like Steve Awesome and Rob Diamond I went on a tear, allowing no one to stop my reign, allowing no one to get in my way. I fought and clawed and tore through competition until I was able to say that in no way, shape or form is there any chance that there was any other better. I did it week in and week out, I defeated people that were previously unstoppable and I did it all for the future.
I knew Webb, I knew that by me doing that, by me finding my way to the top that I would certainly open the door for other stars to be the top draw. People like Ricky Johnson, people like Todd Williams, people like Roberto Verona and hell Nathan, if you would get your act together.
People like you.
But you are going to turn your nose to the greater cause, the battles you fight are in vain because you don’t have the strength or the panache to make a change, you don’t have the long term endurance it takes to go through battle after battle, in the trenches never stopping, never wavering and never giving up.
There is a reason I chose you as my next project, there is a reason I wanted to wrestle you, because you need this. You are so close, but I fear that you aren’t close enough. I fear that you are slowly fading away again regardless of your high profile victory last month. I have to humble you, I have to show you the error of your ways.
I have to humiliate you.
So that you can rise to greatness. All the pain, all the suffering all these things that I have planned are all for you Nathan.
I hope you enjoy them.