Post by Davey Ortega on Jul 19, 2008 21:19:02 GMT -6
You know who I am. You know me, and I know that. You are right, I am Davey Ortega. I am the Genius Macrobian, and you are The Burning. You are ''The Burning'' Philip Burns. Along with me, Manson, Ryan, Holland, Anthony, and Brad Kane you helped build this company. You helped put this place on the map. You were in the first No Warning Shots. A stable first created for one sole purpose. One thing, and one thing only. Do you know what that is? Come on, take a guess. Well, I know you figured it out by now. I mean, who could you not have. I bet..I bet I could even guess what it is you are thinking of. You are thinking ''It was to unify people and help the stars of tomorrow.''
Mr. Burns, do you honestly believe this? Do you obviously believe that garbage that Lance threw down your throat? Yours and Manson's? No. Lance created NWS for one reason, and one reason only. To fight me. That's right, me. Not to establish your names, not to get titles and become a top star here. Not even to take on The Empire. It was to fight me. You see, me and Lance hated one another. HATED. We were desperate to rid nCw of one another, and after RttG, we realized one thing. It could not happen one-on-one. We had to have people backing us up. Thats right, all The Empire was was glorified bodyguards for me. I knew if I could manipulate people to follow me, and protect me I could defeat Lance. Conquer him, rid him of nCw. I just didn't think he would find two people dumb enough to follow him. NWS was his Empire. Just proves one thing..Lance wanted to be me at one point in his life.
At least once, and thats all I need to know. Now I know what you are thinking..this isn't about me and Lance. Burns, in nCw, everything is about me and Lance. Lance and I ARE nCw. Not you, not Manson or Holland..sure as hell not Spike Kane or Trent Helms. Two people, one match that defined nCw. RttG, Lance Ryan versus Davey Ortega. That was nCw's best match. Period.
Now, we can skip to now. To Last Stand. To a match you wanted, a match you asked for. Burning, it is no secret I have been having problems lately. In fact, management tried to help me. They put me in the X-Division tournament, a tournament everybody thought I would win. Well, looks like everyone was wrong. I chose to lose, chose to stop caring. I need to set my sights a little higher then the X-Division title, just a little.
Last Stand is a time of desperation. That is what this pay per view embodies. Last Stand, as I said, is mine. I named it, created it, picked its song. Last Stand is perfect for the many matches going on. The main event...Spike Kane's last chance, Angels chance to shut Xavier up for good. The Brothers Holland fighting...trying to prove who is the dominate Holland. For me..for us..it is a time of renewal. Thats right, not desperation. We have no ''Last Stand'' feel to our match, and that is OK.
You ache for it, you want to prove to the world that you can beat me. You want to show that you are back and better then ever. I know, and I believe you can do it. You were once a contender for the National Title. You want it. I know..The Burning inside you. For you to beat me, is a major step in the right direction.
You know, they say it will happen. They say I am to distant from nCw, that I sabotage my own career. That I made a career out of failure. You know something, they are right. Lately I haven't been feeling anything lately, and could care less. Though, your words..though short..were still inspirational. I never knew you had such respect for me. Yes, my initial plan was to turn this into a joke, to mock it. I mean..look how low we are on the bill. We are supposed to be two top dogs around here, yet look at us. You are taking on Frostbyte, and I am stuck in Mid-Card Hell.
Well, I'm sick of it. I'm suck of it all. I'm sick of the jokes, the insults, the laughs. The laughs at my expense. You see, nCw no longer sees me as a main eventer, they see me as the paper legend. Yeah, throw him against this rising new comer. You know what kills me, though? My past..my matches that I shed blood in mean nothing here. I mean, if I where put in a match against Dave Holland, or Trent Helms, or Joe Everyman...do you know what the initial response would be? ''Oh, he's facing Ortega? Man, he is gonna beat his ass.'' Never mind the fact that I have defeated Everyman, and Helms before. That I pinned Angel, and helped make this company what it is. Thats the true Killing Joke in nCw.
You see, our match has no Last Stand feel, but my motivations and intentions are the very essence of desperation. At Last Stand, I will show you all what desperation is, what happens when you push a man too far. I'll see you Sunday. Win, Lose, or Draw...everything changes.
Your's Truly
David Allen Ortega
The typing stops, and the mouse moves over to the ''send'' button. The recipient is Philip Burns.
Mr. Burns, do you honestly believe this? Do you obviously believe that garbage that Lance threw down your throat? Yours and Manson's? No. Lance created NWS for one reason, and one reason only. To fight me. That's right, me. Not to establish your names, not to get titles and become a top star here. Not even to take on The Empire. It was to fight me. You see, me and Lance hated one another. HATED. We were desperate to rid nCw of one another, and after RttG, we realized one thing. It could not happen one-on-one. We had to have people backing us up. Thats right, all The Empire was was glorified bodyguards for me. I knew if I could manipulate people to follow me, and protect me I could defeat Lance. Conquer him, rid him of nCw. I just didn't think he would find two people dumb enough to follow him. NWS was his Empire. Just proves one thing..Lance wanted to be me at one point in his life.
At least once, and thats all I need to know. Now I know what you are thinking..this isn't about me and Lance. Burns, in nCw, everything is about me and Lance. Lance and I ARE nCw. Not you, not Manson or Holland..sure as hell not Spike Kane or Trent Helms. Two people, one match that defined nCw. RttG, Lance Ryan versus Davey Ortega. That was nCw's best match. Period.
Now, we can skip to now. To Last Stand. To a match you wanted, a match you asked for. Burning, it is no secret I have been having problems lately. In fact, management tried to help me. They put me in the X-Division tournament, a tournament everybody thought I would win. Well, looks like everyone was wrong. I chose to lose, chose to stop caring. I need to set my sights a little higher then the X-Division title, just a little.
Last Stand is a time of desperation. That is what this pay per view embodies. Last Stand, as I said, is mine. I named it, created it, picked its song. Last Stand is perfect for the many matches going on. The main event...Spike Kane's last chance, Angels chance to shut Xavier up for good. The Brothers Holland fighting...trying to prove who is the dominate Holland. For me..for us..it is a time of renewal. Thats right, not desperation. We have no ''Last Stand'' feel to our match, and that is OK.
You ache for it, you want to prove to the world that you can beat me. You want to show that you are back and better then ever. I know, and I believe you can do it. You were once a contender for the National Title. You want it. I know..The Burning inside you. For you to beat me, is a major step in the right direction.
You know, they say it will happen. They say I am to distant from nCw, that I sabotage my own career. That I made a career out of failure. You know something, they are right. Lately I haven't been feeling anything lately, and could care less. Though, your words..though short..were still inspirational. I never knew you had such respect for me. Yes, my initial plan was to turn this into a joke, to mock it. I mean..look how low we are on the bill. We are supposed to be two top dogs around here, yet look at us. You are taking on Frostbyte, and I am stuck in Mid-Card Hell.
Well, I'm sick of it. I'm suck of it all. I'm sick of the jokes, the insults, the laughs. The laughs at my expense. You see, nCw no longer sees me as a main eventer, they see me as the paper legend. Yeah, throw him against this rising new comer. You know what kills me, though? My past..my matches that I shed blood in mean nothing here. I mean, if I where put in a match against Dave Holland, or Trent Helms, or Joe Everyman...do you know what the initial response would be? ''Oh, he's facing Ortega? Man, he is gonna beat his ass.'' Never mind the fact that I have defeated Everyman, and Helms before. That I pinned Angel, and helped make this company what it is. Thats the true Killing Joke in nCw.
You see, our match has no Last Stand feel, but my motivations and intentions are the very essence of desperation. At Last Stand, I will show you all what desperation is, what happens when you push a man too far. I'll see you Sunday. Win, Lose, or Draw...everything changes.
Your's Truly
David Allen Ortega
The typing stops, and the mouse moves over to the ''send'' button. The recipient is Philip Burns.