Post by Alex Jones on May 4, 2013 20:05:42 GMT -6
Dreams.
We all have them...
Not the metaphysical mind tricks in our sleep.
The real dreams.
The ones that keep you up at night.
The dreams that make the little hairs on your arms stand up.
The dreams that sit in your mind all your life.
Many don’t realise their dreams.
They go overlooked.
Ignored.
Unfulfilled
But my dreams are slowly becoming reality....
“I need an answer....”
Silence.
“Are you in...or out?...”
More silence......
“You have a few weeks to decide...don’t wait to long...”
Click.
“Who was that Alex?...”
Alex slowly turns his head to his wife.
“Nobody important..”
He smiles concealing the lie.
“How are you feeling?...”
Alex sighs and rolls his shoulders.
“It’s getting closer...a few weeks...i’ll be in the last ever NCW main event.....”
Alex closes his eyes and smirks.
“I’ll be the final ever NCW world champion Shel.....it’s what I’ve always wanted...to be the champion....and to be the last ever.....it’s a fairytale...”
Shelly smiles and slides her hand over her husbands.
“Fairytales don’t come true Alex..they’re just stories...this is a dream...a dream you can make for yourself....”
Shelly kisses her husband passionately and puts her forehead against his.
“Is little Spikey angry?....And Verona?...running scared champ?....”
Alex laughs and folds his arms.
“This week I have a triple threat match against two of the best guys to never be NCW champion but before I get into that let me just address the two guys who are facing this week who seem to enjoy talking ****. Spike Kane and Roberto Verona. Now on the one hand we have old man Spike Kane....A guy I know very very well. For almost a decade Spike Kane has been a part of my professional life and for a while he was part of my private one. We were friends, good friends. He had my back and I had his, I felt very secure with Spike at my back. But very slowly he and I drifted apart, very slowly I saw how crazy Spike really is....”
“Last year he and I went to war. We beat the holy hell out of each other and had matches that had fans and other wrestlers standing and applauding. It was pure competition and in the heat of competition as he and I beat the living hell out of each other over and over again I realised my old friend was still there, buried beneath the arrogant crazed lunatic bent on revenge he’d become.”
“But after it was all said and done and we went our separate ways it seems as if in that time Spike has yet again reached into his bag of crazy and all of a sudden yet again has a problem with me. Such a big problem he’s taken to slandering me. A cunning devious little prick apparently.....that is what you called me right spike?...”
Alex laughs to himself and ties his long hair back.
“You have a problem with me being the last world champion, you seem so angry about it. And I think I know why. You will never be NCW world champion again Spike. You will never be “the guy” here and for years the one thing you had over me was that I’d never reached the heights you had. And now there is a very real possibility that I will end up being the final ever champion. A very real possibility that I will over shadow you.. And the fact you’re so angry and adamant about it shows me that you think it’ll happen...”
“That’s right Roberto. Under all Spike Kane’s phony respect he thinks I can beat you. And truth is I can. You may believe I’m not as good as you, you may believe you’re the better man and a dominant champion. But in the end Roberto, anyone can be the best on the day and over the last few weeks I’ve been the best I’ve ever been. In fact at this point in my career I’m in the best shape, physically and mentally....and you can believe you’re going to ruin my “big moment” but that is yet to be seen....”
Alex nods and smiles.
“But enough about ghosts from my past and a look to the future, this week I face Mike Laszlo and Will Washington. Mike this may be the last time we face one another. See NCW’s doors are slowly closing and as my main event match with Verona looms I still don’t know if after that match I will still be an active professional wrestler. I just want to take this time to say that while I may not like you, at all, you are a talented son of a bitch and had NCW kept going I had no doubt in my mind that one day you would be the world champion....”
“You rose through the ranks quickly, only to be denied at the end. I know that that’s like Mike. For the last few years I’ve drifted through a wasteland. I rose quickly to, I faced Adam Knite and I failed. I FAILED. No one else. I didn’t finish Adam quick enough and then when I was going to get a shot again the next month my body crapped out on me and I was injured. I fell down that ladder and again I picked myself up. I can make excuses for losing that ladder match but in the end it was on me...I had the belt in my hands but...it didn’t happen....”
“But here I am Mike. I earned my spot, I earned my shot and now I go into A night to remember, our final ever show as the number one contender...and it is my honor to step in the ring with you Mike...”
Alex sighs and closes his eyes.
“It may seem strange for me to be showing you respect but truth is I can see your talent and passion...even if you are an arrogant prick....”
“And speaking of arrogant pricks. Will Washington. At one time Will you were looked at as the future of NCW. You were a gladiator but you failed to capitalise, and then your career fell apart.....you walked away and then...well then you faded into obscurity......and now here you are popping back up for the end of NCW...good for you jackass.....”
“In the grand scheme of things this match doesn’t mean much....but I’m a competitior.....and I will do what I do best...win...”
We all have them...
Not the metaphysical mind tricks in our sleep.
The real dreams.
The ones that keep you up at night.
The dreams that make the little hairs on your arms stand up.
The dreams that sit in your mind all your life.
Many don’t realise their dreams.
They go overlooked.
Ignored.
Unfulfilled
But my dreams are slowly becoming reality....
“I need an answer....”
Silence.
“Are you in...or out?...”
More silence......
“You have a few weeks to decide...don’t wait to long...”
Click.
“Who was that Alex?...”
Alex slowly turns his head to his wife.
“Nobody important..”
He smiles concealing the lie.
“How are you feeling?...”
Alex sighs and rolls his shoulders.
“It’s getting closer...a few weeks...i’ll be in the last ever NCW main event.....”
Alex closes his eyes and smirks.
“I’ll be the final ever NCW world champion Shel.....it’s what I’ve always wanted...to be the champion....and to be the last ever.....it’s a fairytale...”
Shelly smiles and slides her hand over her husbands.
“Fairytales don’t come true Alex..they’re just stories...this is a dream...a dream you can make for yourself....”
Shelly kisses her husband passionately and puts her forehead against his.
“Is little Spikey angry?....And Verona?...running scared champ?....”
Alex laughs and folds his arms.
“This week I have a triple threat match against two of the best guys to never be NCW champion but before I get into that let me just address the two guys who are facing this week who seem to enjoy talking ****. Spike Kane and Roberto Verona. Now on the one hand we have old man Spike Kane....A guy I know very very well. For almost a decade Spike Kane has been a part of my professional life and for a while he was part of my private one. We were friends, good friends. He had my back and I had his, I felt very secure with Spike at my back. But very slowly he and I drifted apart, very slowly I saw how crazy Spike really is....”
“Last year he and I went to war. We beat the holy hell out of each other and had matches that had fans and other wrestlers standing and applauding. It was pure competition and in the heat of competition as he and I beat the living hell out of each other over and over again I realised my old friend was still there, buried beneath the arrogant crazed lunatic bent on revenge he’d become.”
“But after it was all said and done and we went our separate ways it seems as if in that time Spike has yet again reached into his bag of crazy and all of a sudden yet again has a problem with me. Such a big problem he’s taken to slandering me. A cunning devious little prick apparently.....that is what you called me right spike?...”
Alex laughs to himself and ties his long hair back.
“You have a problem with me being the last world champion, you seem so angry about it. And I think I know why. You will never be NCW world champion again Spike. You will never be “the guy” here and for years the one thing you had over me was that I’d never reached the heights you had. And now there is a very real possibility that I will end up being the final ever champion. A very real possibility that I will over shadow you.. And the fact you’re so angry and adamant about it shows me that you think it’ll happen...”
“That’s right Roberto. Under all Spike Kane’s phony respect he thinks I can beat you. And truth is I can. You may believe I’m not as good as you, you may believe you’re the better man and a dominant champion. But in the end Roberto, anyone can be the best on the day and over the last few weeks I’ve been the best I’ve ever been. In fact at this point in my career I’m in the best shape, physically and mentally....and you can believe you’re going to ruin my “big moment” but that is yet to be seen....”
Alex nods and smiles.
“But enough about ghosts from my past and a look to the future, this week I face Mike Laszlo and Will Washington. Mike this may be the last time we face one another. See NCW’s doors are slowly closing and as my main event match with Verona looms I still don’t know if after that match I will still be an active professional wrestler. I just want to take this time to say that while I may not like you, at all, you are a talented son of a bitch and had NCW kept going I had no doubt in my mind that one day you would be the world champion....”
“You rose through the ranks quickly, only to be denied at the end. I know that that’s like Mike. For the last few years I’ve drifted through a wasteland. I rose quickly to, I faced Adam Knite and I failed. I FAILED. No one else. I didn’t finish Adam quick enough and then when I was going to get a shot again the next month my body crapped out on me and I was injured. I fell down that ladder and again I picked myself up. I can make excuses for losing that ladder match but in the end it was on me...I had the belt in my hands but...it didn’t happen....”
“But here I am Mike. I earned my spot, I earned my shot and now I go into A night to remember, our final ever show as the number one contender...and it is my honor to step in the ring with you Mike...”
Alex sighs and closes his eyes.
“It may seem strange for me to be showing you respect but truth is I can see your talent and passion...even if you are an arrogant prick....”
“And speaking of arrogant pricks. Will Washington. At one time Will you were looked at as the future of NCW. You were a gladiator but you failed to capitalise, and then your career fell apart.....you walked away and then...well then you faded into obscurity......and now here you are popping back up for the end of NCW...good for you jackass.....”
“In the grand scheme of things this match doesn’t mean much....but I’m a competitior.....and I will do what I do best...win...”