Post by Xavier Williams on May 10, 2008 22:59:14 GMT -6
Camera... lockeroom, do the math
We reach the end of our journey, the end of this War of Words, and soon, the war of wills will begin. The will to win, the will to survive, the will to stand up and represent the X-Division. And while I had to sit back and hear you speak, you had to hear me speak as well. But talking, it isn’t one of my strong suits, I am no politician, I am not running for office, I am looking to win a match. And all this time I stood here and just said… “You have no respect for that title”… but I know that is untrue, I know you take pride in that title, I know you hold that belt with great respect. And knowing that, I know I will take your best shots, I will have to deal with your fire, your passion… the drive to remain champion.
When I qccepted Spike’s offer I wondered that if I made the right move. Turning a shoulder to my thoughts, my ideas, something that I have fought long and hard to maintain and uphold. I question that decision today, but do I regret it, HELL NO! I will mow over little pricks like you, and the rest of Social E. I will do it by showing you what TRUE talent is, by what hunger really is. I’m right f**king THERE at the cusp of greatness, but now I am here and now I am left with choices. Do I pack it up or continue on? Do I just moan and bitch about it or do I do something about it? Choices, choices, so many of them.
Defeating Angel would be a nice way to kick off my title run. A good way to show that I will take out ANYONE in my way of becoming number one in this company, then I look at Angel, and I hear what they say, U hear them refer to you as the future, a man who down the line… could be nCw World Champion. I have to say, I am impressed. To make such a strong impression it to make people jump to such great conclusions about you, as peeked my interest. I look back and I see the case you have laid out, a long undefeated streak, a tag victory with Lance Ryan, a victory over Davey Ortega… by DQ, but a victory nonetheless. And I look back on my career here and while I do have some big victories, I have nothing that stands out and makes you notice… hell this is only my second PPV match, with me on the actual card… I think that climb up the mountain was, a good test for me. I had to come out hear and make a case, in this ring, to be the lbest. And on the way up, I have to take care of business here and there, and just continue to make a case.
In that gym, is a mountain… and on the top of the picture, says this…
“Anything less than the top, is failure.”
And while some may or may not agree, I have to say I have to agree with that. O fight so hard and not conquer… is a blow I am not willing to take. I sit back and I think, ‘there can be no way I can lose…’ Then I hear another voice and it says, ‘Are you sure of it?’/
10 years in wrestling and I am still questioning myself. But in those 10 years, I learned that anything, ANYTHING came happen. Maybe, Spike and Tyler will be fair and unbiased parties and they will call it even. Maybe they will skew it in my favor… I can’t control what people do or say.. Lord knows I have tried. That is the funny thing about doubts… they are so… calming. Doubts are the things that keep you level headed, it is almost like you doubt yourself, just so you wont become overconfident. I have walked into matches in which I thought it would be a cakewalk… only to get my ass kicked. Hey, it happens.
Fear? Is it fear? It’s what some people thrive on. It’s what drives them. It doesn’t drive me… is it an addiction or a proper motive. It doesn't matter to me, because in the end I get what I want, Gold. Driven by desire, fueled by motivation. I walk this Earth. I’ll destroy the innocent...like a Devil that walks among the people. He thrives on the weak, only to make the mighty fall… but since he is a fallen warrior, in his own… who would no better how to break a spirit of another warrior. Think about it, I know what the first title defense is like… you get tense, you start to second guess… you put retaining the title, before winning the match.
To put it simply, I will not fall to your level, all you have are insults… and insults are the brass inside the drum… it’s empty. Empty, all of them. I fell no need to sit and go you said this… now I will say that, and this that and the other… quite frankly, I have better things to do. Call me whatever you want, but to the fans, is that the man you want to represent you… a man who has the I.Q of an 8 year old. Or do you want somebody whois cultured, a man who has taken time out to learn about this business. While you sit by and ramble off meaningless jokes, I was preparing. While you where making little Home Shopping network rip-off, I was here, working, becoming the best. In this ring, in this gym, my sanctuary.. and all the sweat I spilled on these mats,w ill be nothing, to the blood I will shed… the blood Iw ill let, when I get in the ring with you. For so long I worried, about what I said… to see if it could match up with you… while you are a better talkier… I am a better wrestler, and son, this aint no debate.
I can hear the rip-off chants from a mile away… ‘Straight Edge… he must be a CM Punk rip off’… Im sorry, Straight Edge, must have been made in the year 2001… wait.. it hasn’t? Excatly, we all have our reasons for why we do what we do, but hell.. you don’t care your Angel, Above Everyone… and we all must bow and just be in awe of your presence… because your Angel, you took insults to another level, a creative level… I thought that was interesting seeing as I could remember seing people like D-X and The Rock do the same. But they couldn’t hack in in the ring, so they put on, Dog and Pony Shows and the people went ga-ga over them
But you know... Im done, I wash my hands of this... I've said what I had to say. Angel.. have no mercy, because you are a Savior
So tell me Savior... while you are saving that belt... who will save you
From yourself
Ego destroy... ask Ceaser, his own government turned on him, ask Nero, hell ask any Roman Emperor, your arrogance, your 'gouman' will lead to your downfall
And I will be there when it happens...
Trust me... The Revolution continues
We reach the end of our journey, the end of this War of Words, and soon, the war of wills will begin. The will to win, the will to survive, the will to stand up and represent the X-Division. And while I had to sit back and hear you speak, you had to hear me speak as well. But talking, it isn’t one of my strong suits, I am no politician, I am not running for office, I am looking to win a match. And all this time I stood here and just said… “You have no respect for that title”… but I know that is untrue, I know you take pride in that title, I know you hold that belt with great respect. And knowing that, I know I will take your best shots, I will have to deal with your fire, your passion… the drive to remain champion.
When I qccepted Spike’s offer I wondered that if I made the right move. Turning a shoulder to my thoughts, my ideas, something that I have fought long and hard to maintain and uphold. I question that decision today, but do I regret it, HELL NO! I will mow over little pricks like you, and the rest of Social E. I will do it by showing you what TRUE talent is, by what hunger really is. I’m right f**king THERE at the cusp of greatness, but now I am here and now I am left with choices. Do I pack it up or continue on? Do I just moan and bitch about it or do I do something about it? Choices, choices, so many of them.
Defeating Angel would be a nice way to kick off my title run. A good way to show that I will take out ANYONE in my way of becoming number one in this company, then I look at Angel, and I hear what they say, U hear them refer to you as the future, a man who down the line… could be nCw World Champion. I have to say, I am impressed. To make such a strong impression it to make people jump to such great conclusions about you, as peeked my interest. I look back and I see the case you have laid out, a long undefeated streak, a tag victory with Lance Ryan, a victory over Davey Ortega… by DQ, but a victory nonetheless. And I look back on my career here and while I do have some big victories, I have nothing that stands out and makes you notice… hell this is only my second PPV match, with me on the actual card… I think that climb up the mountain was, a good test for me. I had to come out hear and make a case, in this ring, to be the lbest. And on the way up, I have to take care of business here and there, and just continue to make a case.
In that gym, is a mountain… and on the top of the picture, says this…
“Anything less than the top, is failure.”
And while some may or may not agree, I have to say I have to agree with that. O fight so hard and not conquer… is a blow I am not willing to take. I sit back and I think, ‘there can be no way I can lose…’ Then I hear another voice and it says, ‘Are you sure of it?’/
10 years in wrestling and I am still questioning myself. But in those 10 years, I learned that anything, ANYTHING came happen. Maybe, Spike and Tyler will be fair and unbiased parties and they will call it even. Maybe they will skew it in my favor… I can’t control what people do or say.. Lord knows I have tried. That is the funny thing about doubts… they are so… calming. Doubts are the things that keep you level headed, it is almost like you doubt yourself, just so you wont become overconfident. I have walked into matches in which I thought it would be a cakewalk… only to get my ass kicked. Hey, it happens.
Fear? Is it fear? It’s what some people thrive on. It’s what drives them. It doesn’t drive me… is it an addiction or a proper motive. It doesn't matter to me, because in the end I get what I want, Gold. Driven by desire, fueled by motivation. I walk this Earth. I’ll destroy the innocent...like a Devil that walks among the people. He thrives on the weak, only to make the mighty fall… but since he is a fallen warrior, in his own… who would no better how to break a spirit of another warrior. Think about it, I know what the first title defense is like… you get tense, you start to second guess… you put retaining the title, before winning the match.
To put it simply, I will not fall to your level, all you have are insults… and insults are the brass inside the drum… it’s empty. Empty, all of them. I fell no need to sit and go you said this… now I will say that, and this that and the other… quite frankly, I have better things to do. Call me whatever you want, but to the fans, is that the man you want to represent you… a man who has the I.Q of an 8 year old. Or do you want somebody whois cultured, a man who has taken time out to learn about this business. While you sit by and ramble off meaningless jokes, I was preparing. While you where making little Home Shopping network rip-off, I was here, working, becoming the best. In this ring, in this gym, my sanctuary.. and all the sweat I spilled on these mats,w ill be nothing, to the blood I will shed… the blood Iw ill let, when I get in the ring with you. For so long I worried, about what I said… to see if it could match up with you… while you are a better talkier… I am a better wrestler, and son, this aint no debate.
I can hear the rip-off chants from a mile away… ‘Straight Edge… he must be a CM Punk rip off’… Im sorry, Straight Edge, must have been made in the year 2001… wait.. it hasn’t? Excatly, we all have our reasons for why we do what we do, but hell.. you don’t care your Angel, Above Everyone… and we all must bow and just be in awe of your presence… because your Angel, you took insults to another level, a creative level… I thought that was interesting seeing as I could remember seing people like D-X and The Rock do the same. But they couldn’t hack in in the ring, so they put on, Dog and Pony Shows and the people went ga-ga over them
But you know... Im done, I wash my hands of this... I've said what I had to say. Angel.. have no mercy, because you are a Savior
So tell me Savior... while you are saving that belt... who will save you
From yourself
Ego destroy... ask Ceaser, his own government turned on him, ask Nero, hell ask any Roman Emperor, your arrogance, your 'gouman' will lead to your downfall
And I will be there when it happens...
Trust me... The Revolution continues