Post by Alex Jones on May 18, 2013 6:16:13 GMT -6
“I wish it were that simple...I really do....”
Alex sighs deeply. The weight of the world seemingly on his shoulders. His long hair tied back away from his face, a beard as always hides his youth.
“Roberto, I already said it, but let me re-interate this point. I respect you. It may not seem it with recent actions but I do. I may have interfered in your match with Gib but that wasn’t a sign of disrespect, that was me trying to put you off your game...a little gamesmanship....”
“And cause I love watching Gib win....”
“You’re a great champion, an exemplary athlete and a worldly intelligent man. Thi9s is not a match full of hate or anger, it never was going to be. And your words make some sense to me to the point where I found myself questioning my own goals and resolve...for a moment. For one single moment I thought that everything else I’d done in my career was enough, that my obsession with being the world champion may be detrimental to my legacy....”
Alex shakes his head and breathes deep.
“But then, it all came into focus. Being the world champion, holding that belt was never about what others would think of me, it was never about what you say or others say. A world title is all about proving something to yourself. I know I’m a great wrestler Roberto. I know I’m everything you just said I am. But that is not enough for me. I wish it was Verona....I wish I could just go into this match and say “screw it”.....”
“But that just wouldn’t be true to my heart....”
“Win or lose Roberto this is going to be a great match, a great closer to NCW’s history and I know.....I know that we will do NCW proud. Getting to this match and knowing that you and I will be the last two men to ever compete in an NCW ring holds alot of weight to this and alot of honor. I should be proud that I’ve won the coliseum, I should be proud I made it to be the gladiator, I should be proud to be in the final ever main event in NCW’s history....but it isn’t enough.....”
Alex closes his fists and closes his eyes. He swallows hard choosing his words carefully.
“This has never been about envy. Atleast not in the way you believe. I sit back and know that I could have been the world champion and added to my legacy years ago, but it has always been my own attitude that failed it. I should have chased that damn title with pure reckless abandon but I didn’t. I let other things get in my way and then I looked up to find others had leapfrogged me. And trust me Verona I know you leapfrogged over me and have become the greatest NCW champion in history and I can say that with all the honesty in the world but....”
“Well......it’s the others I can’t stand. You may call it envy or jealousy but it’s not really...it’s anger...”
“And not really anger at those like Todd Williams and Andrew Jacobsen, anger at myself because while they were off winning world titles and making that belt look lackluster I wasoff doing other things. I stayed away from the world title...I walked away and became obsessed with facing others. With just having great matches.....moments for the NCW fanbase to remember for the rest of their lives. That’s what I got into this business for.....for the 11 year old kid sitting in the audience in awe of what we do....”
“Like the kid I was......maybe......maybe I lost that....”
Alex walks down the hallway of the arena collision was held in this past week. He makes his way into catering and stops turning his head slowly finding Ricky Johnson?
“Ricky Johnson?...what are you doing here?..."
Ricky sits at a table with four plates of food in front of him.
“Dude...NCW’s catering is amazing.....”
Alex looks at all the food and raises an eyebrow.
“So uh......Roxi going to be joining you?....”
Ricky shrugs.
“Probably.....but this is my food....she can get her own daamn food......”
“I......see”
Alex keeps walking but again stops, he shakes his head looking slightly annoyed as we see Kelly Knite standing in his way.
“Can I help you.....boss?....”
Kelly laughs to herself and smiles.
“Alex...always a pleasure to speak with someone who has nothing but anger and disdain for me and my family....”
Alex grits his teeth and keeps quiet.
“I just wanted to find you...and have a little chat about next weekend...”
Alex looks unenthused and just stays still, arms folded.
“Right....look, despite all our problems, you have been a member of the NCW family for a long long time....and as much as it pains me to say this...you’ve been a company guy....you loved this company and worked for us hard....I just wanted to say you deserve this....”
Kelly reaches her hand out, Alex looks down and hesitates before shaking her hand.
“Thank you....it means alot.....good luck with your family Kelly.....I hope you and Adam enjoy your time with them....”
Kelly tries to hide a smile as the two part ways, Alex runs a hand through his hair and looks at Jimmy Turner stuffing his face full of fried chicken.
“What are you looking at?....”
“I have a big mouth....”
Alex nods at this realisation and smiles.
“I admit it, freely. I also admit I have a huge ego, and part of this, not all of this but part of this whole...huge...five year long odyssey has been to feed that ego. And that has been both a huge fault in me and a huge advantage. See the fault is when I let my own comments and appetite paint me into a corner that I can’t escape from....”
“No that would never happen...right....HA...”
“And the other side of it is that I know how good I am. I know I can hang with anyone on any given day so when I say I’m going to do something I do it. I told the world I was going to be National champion and beat Venom and Ricky Johnson and I did it...I told the world I was going to end the Young guns and I did it....I told the world I was going to win the coliseum and I did it.......and I will beat you Verona...”
Alex laughs.
“Or...maybe I won’t. See this has never been about destiny or the divine approval others feel they have or needed. At one time I thought it was owed to me. Hence the loud mouthed exclaimations. And that got me two title shots...two chances and both times I failed and at the time I was so angry...so blind with rage that I just fell into my own obsession.....”
“But then...then I realised there was only one way to unleash that potential....”
“To earn the shot....to redeem myself in the eys of the fans by earning a shot not demanding one. And then it happened. My shot came, the coliseum. And now here I sit awaiti9ng the biggest match of my NCW career against the longest running champion. If I lose, I will have a weighted regret not being able to honor the company I’ve worked to hard for......if I win?....”
Alex closes his eyes.
“Well if I win then I will go down in history as the winner of the last NCW match..ever, the man who stopped the reign of the greatest NCW champion ever...and the final NCW world champion.....but more than that. Well, I’ll know that my career has been capped off in a way that all will remember and I’ll be able to call myself...champion......and that Verona....that is what will make this whole crazy NCW trip worth it...”
Alex sighs deeply. The weight of the world seemingly on his shoulders. His long hair tied back away from his face, a beard as always hides his youth.
“Roberto, I already said it, but let me re-interate this point. I respect you. It may not seem it with recent actions but I do. I may have interfered in your match with Gib but that wasn’t a sign of disrespect, that was me trying to put you off your game...a little gamesmanship....”
“And cause I love watching Gib win....”
“You’re a great champion, an exemplary athlete and a worldly intelligent man. Thi9s is not a match full of hate or anger, it never was going to be. And your words make some sense to me to the point where I found myself questioning my own goals and resolve...for a moment. For one single moment I thought that everything else I’d done in my career was enough, that my obsession with being the world champion may be detrimental to my legacy....”
Alex shakes his head and breathes deep.
“But then, it all came into focus. Being the world champion, holding that belt was never about what others would think of me, it was never about what you say or others say. A world title is all about proving something to yourself. I know I’m a great wrestler Roberto. I know I’m everything you just said I am. But that is not enough for me. I wish it was Verona....I wish I could just go into this match and say “screw it”.....”
“But that just wouldn’t be true to my heart....”
“Win or lose Roberto this is going to be a great match, a great closer to NCW’s history and I know.....I know that we will do NCW proud. Getting to this match and knowing that you and I will be the last two men to ever compete in an NCW ring holds alot of weight to this and alot of honor. I should be proud that I’ve won the coliseum, I should be proud I made it to be the gladiator, I should be proud to be in the final ever main event in NCW’s history....but it isn’t enough.....”
Alex closes his fists and closes his eyes. He swallows hard choosing his words carefully.
“This has never been about envy. Atleast not in the way you believe. I sit back and know that I could have been the world champion and added to my legacy years ago, but it has always been my own attitude that failed it. I should have chased that damn title with pure reckless abandon but I didn’t. I let other things get in my way and then I looked up to find others had leapfrogged me. And trust me Verona I know you leapfrogged over me and have become the greatest NCW champion in history and I can say that with all the honesty in the world but....”
“Well......it’s the others I can’t stand. You may call it envy or jealousy but it’s not really...it’s anger...”
“And not really anger at those like Todd Williams and Andrew Jacobsen, anger at myself because while they were off winning world titles and making that belt look lackluster I wasoff doing other things. I stayed away from the world title...I walked away and became obsessed with facing others. With just having great matches.....moments for the NCW fanbase to remember for the rest of their lives. That’s what I got into this business for.....for the 11 year old kid sitting in the audience in awe of what we do....”
“Like the kid I was......maybe......maybe I lost that....”
Alex walks down the hallway of the arena collision was held in this past week. He makes his way into catering and stops turning his head slowly finding Ricky Johnson?
“Ricky Johnson?...what are you doing here?..."
Ricky sits at a table with four plates of food in front of him.
“Dude...NCW’s catering is amazing.....”
Alex looks at all the food and raises an eyebrow.
“So uh......Roxi going to be joining you?....”
Ricky shrugs.
“Probably.....but this is my food....she can get her own daamn food......”
“I......see”
Alex keeps walking but again stops, he shakes his head looking slightly annoyed as we see Kelly Knite standing in his way.
“Can I help you.....boss?....”
Kelly laughs to herself and smiles.
“Alex...always a pleasure to speak with someone who has nothing but anger and disdain for me and my family....”
Alex grits his teeth and keeps quiet.
“I just wanted to find you...and have a little chat about next weekend...”
Alex looks unenthused and just stays still, arms folded.
“Right....look, despite all our problems, you have been a member of the NCW family for a long long time....and as much as it pains me to say this...you’ve been a company guy....you loved this company and worked for us hard....I just wanted to say you deserve this....”
Kelly reaches her hand out, Alex looks down and hesitates before shaking her hand.
“Thank you....it means alot.....good luck with your family Kelly.....I hope you and Adam enjoy your time with them....”
Kelly tries to hide a smile as the two part ways, Alex runs a hand through his hair and looks at Jimmy Turner stuffing his face full of fried chicken.
“What are you looking at?....”
“I have a big mouth....”
Alex nods at this realisation and smiles.
“I admit it, freely. I also admit I have a huge ego, and part of this, not all of this but part of this whole...huge...five year long odyssey has been to feed that ego. And that has been both a huge fault in me and a huge advantage. See the fault is when I let my own comments and appetite paint me into a corner that I can’t escape from....”
“No that would never happen...right....HA...”
“And the other side of it is that I know how good I am. I know I can hang with anyone on any given day so when I say I’m going to do something I do it. I told the world I was going to be National champion and beat Venom and Ricky Johnson and I did it...I told the world I was going to end the Young guns and I did it....I told the world I was going to win the coliseum and I did it.......and I will beat you Verona...”
Alex laughs.
“Or...maybe I won’t. See this has never been about destiny or the divine approval others feel they have or needed. At one time I thought it was owed to me. Hence the loud mouthed exclaimations. And that got me two title shots...two chances and both times I failed and at the time I was so angry...so blind with rage that I just fell into my own obsession.....”
“But then...then I realised there was only one way to unleash that potential....”
“To earn the shot....to redeem myself in the eys of the fans by earning a shot not demanding one. And then it happened. My shot came, the coliseum. And now here I sit awaiti9ng the biggest match of my NCW career against the longest running champion. If I lose, I will have a weighted regret not being able to honor the company I’ve worked to hard for......if I win?....”
Alex closes his eyes.
“Well if I win then I will go down in history as the winner of the last NCW match..ever, the man who stopped the reign of the greatest NCW champion ever...and the final NCW world champion.....but more than that. Well, I’ll know that my career has been capped off in a way that all will remember and I’ll be able to call myself...champion......and that Verona....that is what will make this whole crazy NCW trip worth it...”