Post by Steve Awesome on Mar 30, 2013 22:58:47 GMT -6
Let me just say one thing Bobby….
I don’t have to be here.
I really don’t. I’m a movie star now. I make a thousand dollars for every word in your long winded egomaniacal bull crap promo that I made famous before you even laced a boot here. I could just say screw wrestling all together. Stay home with my fiancé, my child, and live a cushy life making movies and not hurting myself on a daily basis. I don’t need wrestling anymore in my life. I’ve done it all Bobby, I made my claim as the best. I’m at that point now where wins and losses don’t matter anymore.
And I had actually made that decision. I was going to be done and stay done but then Trent Helms gave me call and proposed quite possibly the greatest idea ever. Come back and relive the good old days. Come back and reform Close Encounters of the Awesome Kind, come back to goof around and get paid for it. Get paid to have fun. How could I argue with that. So I dusted off the old aviators and I made my return. And you know what…..I’m actually pretty glad that I did.
Because when I came back I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I looked around this company and do you know what I saw?
I saw the apocalypse Verona.
I saw the rapture.
And it really depressed me.
A once thriving company, a once powerful and mighty company reduced to rubble. Even before the announcement I could see the writings on the wall. NCW was sick. NCW was dying. NCW was going to go away forever and it was all your fault Verona.
ALL YOUR FAULT!
NCW was on top of the world when guys like Trent Helms and myself were “hogging the spotlight” as you so elegantly claim. Wrestlers from all over the world, including yourself, came to NCW to see what the big deal was. To try to wrestle with the best wrestlers in the world. Against men like Falcon, Angel, Adam Knite, Trent Helms and myself…the men wrestling legends were made of. Fans were happy. The wrestlers had high moral and everything just clicked. Everything just worked out. We all made New championship Wrestling a great place to wrestle.
Some of us legends left, some of us were forced out, some of us are still here fighting, but no matter what happened the mid-card uprising of two thousand eleven rolled through like a freight train and created a new shift in NCW. It was said that nobody wanted to see us legends anymore. Trent’s body was too banged up, my face wasn’t pretty enough. We were old news and it was time for guys like Xander, guys like Laszlo, guys like yourself Verona, to step up and take the reigns.
Well after a long hard fight you all finally got what you wanted. I come back to find Laszlo and Verona main eventing pay per views, fighting for the championship that I loved like a wife….hell I was even married to the world championship for a day. You fought hard for what you thought you deserved. You kicked us out and now all I see when I look around if Roberto Verona’s face everywhere. Roberto Verona is Kelly Knites new hand picked golden boy. Roberto
Verona is the new man that’s going to lead NCW in the futu-
OH WAIT A SECOND!!!!!!!
Oh yeah that’s right……NCW is CLOSING NOW!
Do you know how much that PISSES me off Bobby?
To come back to find the company that I bled for, sweat for, pushed my body to the brink for, put five and half years of my LIFE into….is closing down and there is nothing I can do about it….
If you said “Well I bet that really infuriates the old face of the franchise” well then you one hundred percent ****ing right! You fought your way to the top of the company, you strung this crowd along for the ride, and then soled them out for the world championship. You became the top guy and then….
YOU KILLED NCW!
You whine and cry about how legends like Trent and I come back to hog the spotlight…..how Rob Diamond and I had a horrible feud and were hogging the spotlight…well at least when we were hogging the spotlight the company flourished for five years. As soon as you take control the company dies in a year. This makes you the man now Verona? This makes you a man to be feared? No.
This makes you a failure.
This makes you less then me Verona.
Forever and always.
This makes you a MUDERER.
You killed NCW.
-------------------------------
The freeze frame ends and all three men lands back on the ground still completely naked. They look back behind them to see the ripped tape blowing in the wind and a hamster silently twitching on the ground.
Steve: Well that escalated quickly.
Rob: Yeah, whose idea was penis Olympics anyway?
Trent Helms: Hey…..you come up with a fresh idea. We’ve done pretty much everything.
Steve: What about a hangover movie parody?
Trent: Done that.
Rob: How about we do something where we turn super saiyan?
Trent: Do you even read my rps?
Steve: Have we done something like becoming evil villains?
Rob: NO! I’m never going back to that.
Trent: Become the power rangers?
Steve: We did that back in 2008!
Trent: Well whats left to do?
Steve: Maybe if we wait around paitiently…something cool will just happen?
Rob: That’s dumb…what could possibly hap-
All of a sudden Disco Inferno comes running up and he snaps his fingers and a disco ball comes lowering down from somewhere up above. Steve, Rob and Trent look down and realize there all dressed in the suit Travolta wore in Saturday Night Fever. Some skanky disco music starts playing and everybody starts dancing.
All of a sudden Dick Dastardly from the wacky races cartoon show appears with Mandi tied up.
Dick: MUAH HA HA HA! I have your girl….and now you will rue the day you messed with DICK DASTARDLY!
Rob: But we didn’t.
Dick: What?
Steve: Yeah I’m pretty sure Wacky Races is one reference we’ve never went with.
Trent: Yeah we never did anything to you dude. It was some other guys.
Dick: Oh sorry. My fault. Here is your damsel in distress back.
Mandi rushes over to be with Steve. Dick turns to walk away but the guys stop him and slide on a pair of old yellow Too Cool sunglasses. They all pose as the lights in the field go black. The disco ball starts going again and they all dance to the too cool theme music and they all live happily ever after.
Robert…..
I came back to have fun with my friends. I didn’t come back to prove anything. All I wanted was a good match here and there. I wasn’t going to enter any blood feuds….I wasn’t going to dirty my hands with the filth that wrestling can bring out of a man.
But I guess I just can’t avoid it can I?
You have become a target Verona. I want something from you and I intend to get what I want.
It’s not the title.
It’s not a win over the champion.
It’s not even really your blood.
It’s the five years I put into this company back.
You drove this company into the ground Verona.
And now I’m taking the time and effort that I put into this place….
Out of your ass!
This week Verona you get a close encounter of the awesome kind…..be ready.
Champ.
Deuces.
I don’t have to be here.
I really don’t. I’m a movie star now. I make a thousand dollars for every word in your long winded egomaniacal bull crap promo that I made famous before you even laced a boot here. I could just say screw wrestling all together. Stay home with my fiancé, my child, and live a cushy life making movies and not hurting myself on a daily basis. I don’t need wrestling anymore in my life. I’ve done it all Bobby, I made my claim as the best. I’m at that point now where wins and losses don’t matter anymore.
And I had actually made that decision. I was going to be done and stay done but then Trent Helms gave me call and proposed quite possibly the greatest idea ever. Come back and relive the good old days. Come back and reform Close Encounters of the Awesome Kind, come back to goof around and get paid for it. Get paid to have fun. How could I argue with that. So I dusted off the old aviators and I made my return. And you know what…..I’m actually pretty glad that I did.
Because when I came back I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I looked around this company and do you know what I saw?
I saw the apocalypse Verona.
I saw the rapture.
And it really depressed me.
A once thriving company, a once powerful and mighty company reduced to rubble. Even before the announcement I could see the writings on the wall. NCW was sick. NCW was dying. NCW was going to go away forever and it was all your fault Verona.
ALL YOUR FAULT!
NCW was on top of the world when guys like Trent Helms and myself were “hogging the spotlight” as you so elegantly claim. Wrestlers from all over the world, including yourself, came to NCW to see what the big deal was. To try to wrestle with the best wrestlers in the world. Against men like Falcon, Angel, Adam Knite, Trent Helms and myself…the men wrestling legends were made of. Fans were happy. The wrestlers had high moral and everything just clicked. Everything just worked out. We all made New championship Wrestling a great place to wrestle.
Some of us legends left, some of us were forced out, some of us are still here fighting, but no matter what happened the mid-card uprising of two thousand eleven rolled through like a freight train and created a new shift in NCW. It was said that nobody wanted to see us legends anymore. Trent’s body was too banged up, my face wasn’t pretty enough. We were old news and it was time for guys like Xander, guys like Laszlo, guys like yourself Verona, to step up and take the reigns.
Well after a long hard fight you all finally got what you wanted. I come back to find Laszlo and Verona main eventing pay per views, fighting for the championship that I loved like a wife….hell I was even married to the world championship for a day. You fought hard for what you thought you deserved. You kicked us out and now all I see when I look around if Roberto Verona’s face everywhere. Roberto Verona is Kelly Knites new hand picked golden boy. Roberto
Verona is the new man that’s going to lead NCW in the futu-
OH WAIT A SECOND!!!!!!!
Oh yeah that’s right……NCW is CLOSING NOW!
Do you know how much that PISSES me off Bobby?
To come back to find the company that I bled for, sweat for, pushed my body to the brink for, put five and half years of my LIFE into….is closing down and there is nothing I can do about it….
If you said “Well I bet that really infuriates the old face of the franchise” well then you one hundred percent ****ing right! You fought your way to the top of the company, you strung this crowd along for the ride, and then soled them out for the world championship. You became the top guy and then….
YOU KILLED NCW!
You whine and cry about how legends like Trent and I come back to hog the spotlight…..how Rob Diamond and I had a horrible feud and were hogging the spotlight…well at least when we were hogging the spotlight the company flourished for five years. As soon as you take control the company dies in a year. This makes you the man now Verona? This makes you a man to be feared? No.
This makes you a failure.
This makes you less then me Verona.
Forever and always.
This makes you a MUDERER.
You killed NCW.
-------------------------------
The freeze frame ends and all three men lands back on the ground still completely naked. They look back behind them to see the ripped tape blowing in the wind and a hamster silently twitching on the ground.
Steve: Well that escalated quickly.
Rob: Yeah, whose idea was penis Olympics anyway?
Trent Helms: Hey…..you come up with a fresh idea. We’ve done pretty much everything.
Steve: What about a hangover movie parody?
Trent: Done that.
Rob: How about we do something where we turn super saiyan?
Trent: Do you even read my rps?
Steve: Have we done something like becoming evil villains?
Rob: NO! I’m never going back to that.
Trent: Become the power rangers?
Steve: We did that back in 2008!
Trent: Well whats left to do?
Steve: Maybe if we wait around paitiently…something cool will just happen?
Rob: That’s dumb…what could possibly hap-
All of a sudden Disco Inferno comes running up and he snaps his fingers and a disco ball comes lowering down from somewhere up above. Steve, Rob and Trent look down and realize there all dressed in the suit Travolta wore in Saturday Night Fever. Some skanky disco music starts playing and everybody starts dancing.
All of a sudden Dick Dastardly from the wacky races cartoon show appears with Mandi tied up.
Dick: MUAH HA HA HA! I have your girl….and now you will rue the day you messed with DICK DASTARDLY!
Rob: But we didn’t.
Dick: What?
Steve: Yeah I’m pretty sure Wacky Races is one reference we’ve never went with.
Trent: Yeah we never did anything to you dude. It was some other guys.
Dick: Oh sorry. My fault. Here is your damsel in distress back.
Mandi rushes over to be with Steve. Dick turns to walk away but the guys stop him and slide on a pair of old yellow Too Cool sunglasses. They all pose as the lights in the field go black. The disco ball starts going again and they all dance to the too cool theme music and they all live happily ever after.
Robert…..
I came back to have fun with my friends. I didn’t come back to prove anything. All I wanted was a good match here and there. I wasn’t going to enter any blood feuds….I wasn’t going to dirty my hands with the filth that wrestling can bring out of a man.
But I guess I just can’t avoid it can I?
You have become a target Verona. I want something from you and I intend to get what I want.
It’s not the title.
It’s not a win over the champion.
It’s not even really your blood.
It’s the five years I put into this company back.
You drove this company into the ground Verona.
And now I’m taking the time and effort that I put into this place….
Out of your ass!
This week Verona you get a close encounter of the awesome kind…..be ready.
Champ.
Deuces.