Post by Chris Wilkins on Aug 4, 2007 13:32:08 GMT -6
It's just one day away. Are you ready? I sure am. The debut of NCW Collision! It's tomorrow. After months of getting everything ready...OK, it was really just a few weeks, greatness does come together fast. But, after weeks of getting everything ready, we're finally here. And a match that a lot of people are talking about, Chris Wilkins going up against Davey Ortega is heating up by the second. These two wrestlers just can't wait to step into the ring with each other. On one side, you got Chris Wilkins, looking to prove himself to everybody in NCW. On the other, you got Ortega, well, I'll let Chris tell you all about Ortega.
As always is in the life of Chris Wilkins, the day before an event, he's at his hotel, getting ready. After a morning of lifting weights and doing some light running, he goes back to his hotel's restaurant, and orders a plate of chicken wings, mac and cheese, and mixed veggies. And it drinks all down with a big glass of milk. Usually, after that he'll go back up to his hotel room and watch videos of whoever he is facing. Only problem is, he couldn't find any video of Davey Ortega. Looks like whatever federations he's been in before doesn't want to actually show anybody that he was in their federation. Was he that bad? So, Chris and Jessi are laying in their hotel bed, discussing everything from the Michael Vick dogfighting, to the NBA referee scandal, to Davey Ortega and the NCW. Let's join in as they talk about Ortega.
Jessi: I saw that Ortega video on your laptop today.
Chris: Oh yeah? Did you think he was as stupid as I did?
Jessi: I thought that maybe he had taken ZeZana pills and lost his memory.
Chris: Me too. He's so awesome, he can't remember my name. And then he asks just who the hell I am and just who the hell I think I am. Do you have any idea how many people have asked that? Or called me Willis? Or Williams? It sure does take a genius.
Jessi: He's just one of those wrestlers who think that stupid little insults like that actually matter. Like saying that I'm easy. I've heard that so many, I'm starting to think that I have a twin and all these wrestlers are sleeping with her.
Chris: You don't have a twin, do you?
Jessi: No.
Chris: Damn. What did he say next? Oh yeah, he called me a moron. Hell, if I had a nickname like "The Genius Macrobian," I'd be calling everybody else a moron too. At least use a nickname that people know that meaning of and can spell!
Jessi: It's almost as bad as calling yourself the promotions Greatest Athlete.
Chris: Hey, I called myself that as a joke, it's not my fault everybody picked up on it and it stuck. Anyway, I can't remember where I heard that he was a NCW legend. My bad. I guess he's a XCW legend. But, like he said, let's not dwell on the past. Let's talk about tomorrow.
Jessi: Chris, you're talking like you're doing a promo. It's just you and me here.
Chris: Sorry, I just get so mad when people say stuff like that. But if he wants me to make up my mind, then I will. I can just cut a little promo, baby?
Jessi: Yeah, sure, but I don't know who will hear it.
Oh, I'm sure people will hear about it some way.
Chris: Sorry, Jessi, I just need to get this out of my system.
Jessi: I know. I'm gonna go get ready to go swimming.
Jessi gets up out of the bed and walks away. Chris sits up in the bed and faces forward, almost like he's talking into a camera hat nobody can see.
Chris: Davey, you want me to make up my mind? No. I refuse to. You try being off TV for three months. After that, you don't care if you win or lose. All you want to do is get back on TV. But, once I step into that ring with you tomorrow, I promise you that the only thing I will be thinking about is beating you! And it's gonna happen. No matter what you say. Victory means everything? Then why are you facing me? Just lay down right now. You lose. You can't beat me. Not only do I want that title, same as you do, but, I also need to prove myself to everybody. And that's why I am going to win! You don't need to prove yourself to anybody here. Everybody knows who you are. Hell, you ran WCF. Ain't eighty percent of the wrestlers here from there? I know that JJ Biggs came from there. He's just about the only person I know here. So, I'm looking to show everybody else just who the hell I am and just what I'm capable of.
I guess you didn't pay enough attention last time I talked. I didn't call you a nobody. I called myself a nobody. I called a legend, remember? OK, so I got the federation wrong. Who cares? Being a legend is good enough. I am not beat. I was raised and trained to never give up. If you beat me, then you just went through hell. I promise that going through hell and back is the only way you can beat me. I love how cocky you are, Ortega. Just saying flat out no to me breaking you. I like that. Nobody has had the balls just to flat out say no. Usually, they say something like it's not going to happen and then give me reasons why. But, not you. You just flat out said no. I'm telling you right here, right now, that you're wrong. I will break you. I will make you tap. I will become the NCW World champion. Sorry, Genius Macro-Brain, it's just that easy. And no, I did not just mess up your nickname. I said that you have tiny brain, but a genius like you should have figured that one out. Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you like that. Messing up your nickname is almost as bad as you forgetting my name. It's childish. I know that we're both not child, so why slide down to childish insults?
I can't wait for tomorrow. Get to step into that NCW ring for the first time. Break Davey Ortega and advance to in the NCW World title tournament. It'll be my pleasure.
At that moment, Jessi Colter walks back into the room, wearing a hot pink, two-piece bikini, with her blonde hair down and covering her face. Chris stops talking in mid-sentence and stares at her.
Jessi: What? You like my new bikini? I bought it this morning while you were at the gym. You ready to go swimming?
Chris: Umm...yeah. You're beautiful.
Jessi: Thank you. Now, stop staring at me and get you're swimming suit on.
Chris: OK.
Chris slowly gets up off the bed and walks into the bathroom, still staring at Jessi.
Jessi: MEN! He better get his mind off me and into that ring, if he expects to beat Davey Ortega tomorrow. On second thought, maybe I'll wear this to the ring and let Ortega have a little peak at it.
Jessi was checking herself out in a mirror as she said that. However, this is where we end today. It can't get much better then seeing Jessi Colter in a bikini. Tune in tomorrow to NCW Collision to see how badly Chris Wilkins breaks Davey Ortega!
As always is in the life of Chris Wilkins, the day before an event, he's at his hotel, getting ready. After a morning of lifting weights and doing some light running, he goes back to his hotel's restaurant, and orders a plate of chicken wings, mac and cheese, and mixed veggies. And it drinks all down with a big glass of milk. Usually, after that he'll go back up to his hotel room and watch videos of whoever he is facing. Only problem is, he couldn't find any video of Davey Ortega. Looks like whatever federations he's been in before doesn't want to actually show anybody that he was in their federation. Was he that bad? So, Chris and Jessi are laying in their hotel bed, discussing everything from the Michael Vick dogfighting, to the NBA referee scandal, to Davey Ortega and the NCW. Let's join in as they talk about Ortega.
Jessi: I saw that Ortega video on your laptop today.
Chris: Oh yeah? Did you think he was as stupid as I did?
Jessi: I thought that maybe he had taken ZeZana pills and lost his memory.
Chris: Me too. He's so awesome, he can't remember my name. And then he asks just who the hell I am and just who the hell I think I am. Do you have any idea how many people have asked that? Or called me Willis? Or Williams? It sure does take a genius.
Jessi: He's just one of those wrestlers who think that stupid little insults like that actually matter. Like saying that I'm easy. I've heard that so many, I'm starting to think that I have a twin and all these wrestlers are sleeping with her.
Chris: You don't have a twin, do you?
Jessi: No.
Chris: Damn. What did he say next? Oh yeah, he called me a moron. Hell, if I had a nickname like "The Genius Macrobian," I'd be calling everybody else a moron too. At least use a nickname that people know that meaning of and can spell!
Jessi: It's almost as bad as calling yourself the promotions Greatest Athlete.
Chris: Hey, I called myself that as a joke, it's not my fault everybody picked up on it and it stuck. Anyway, I can't remember where I heard that he was a NCW legend. My bad. I guess he's a XCW legend. But, like he said, let's not dwell on the past. Let's talk about tomorrow.
Jessi: Chris, you're talking like you're doing a promo. It's just you and me here.
Chris: Sorry, I just get so mad when people say stuff like that. But if he wants me to make up my mind, then I will. I can just cut a little promo, baby?
Jessi: Yeah, sure, but I don't know who will hear it.
Oh, I'm sure people will hear about it some way.
Chris: Sorry, Jessi, I just need to get this out of my system.
Jessi: I know. I'm gonna go get ready to go swimming.
Jessi gets up out of the bed and walks away. Chris sits up in the bed and faces forward, almost like he's talking into a camera hat nobody can see.
Chris: Davey, you want me to make up my mind? No. I refuse to. You try being off TV for three months. After that, you don't care if you win or lose. All you want to do is get back on TV. But, once I step into that ring with you tomorrow, I promise you that the only thing I will be thinking about is beating you! And it's gonna happen. No matter what you say. Victory means everything? Then why are you facing me? Just lay down right now. You lose. You can't beat me. Not only do I want that title, same as you do, but, I also need to prove myself to everybody. And that's why I am going to win! You don't need to prove yourself to anybody here. Everybody knows who you are. Hell, you ran WCF. Ain't eighty percent of the wrestlers here from there? I know that JJ Biggs came from there. He's just about the only person I know here. So, I'm looking to show everybody else just who the hell I am and just what I'm capable of.
I guess you didn't pay enough attention last time I talked. I didn't call you a nobody. I called myself a nobody. I called a legend, remember? OK, so I got the federation wrong. Who cares? Being a legend is good enough. I am not beat. I was raised and trained to never give up. If you beat me, then you just went through hell. I promise that going through hell and back is the only way you can beat me. I love how cocky you are, Ortega. Just saying flat out no to me breaking you. I like that. Nobody has had the balls just to flat out say no. Usually, they say something like it's not going to happen and then give me reasons why. But, not you. You just flat out said no. I'm telling you right here, right now, that you're wrong. I will break you. I will make you tap. I will become the NCW World champion. Sorry, Genius Macro-Brain, it's just that easy. And no, I did not just mess up your nickname. I said that you have tiny brain, but a genius like you should have figured that one out. Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you like that. Messing up your nickname is almost as bad as you forgetting my name. It's childish. I know that we're both not child, so why slide down to childish insults?
I can't wait for tomorrow. Get to step into that NCW ring for the first time. Break Davey Ortega and advance to in the NCW World title tournament. It'll be my pleasure.
At that moment, Jessi Colter walks back into the room, wearing a hot pink, two-piece bikini, with her blonde hair down and covering her face. Chris stops talking in mid-sentence and stares at her.
Jessi: What? You like my new bikini? I bought it this morning while you were at the gym. You ready to go swimming?
Chris: Umm...yeah. You're beautiful.
Jessi: Thank you. Now, stop staring at me and get you're swimming suit on.
Chris: OK.
Chris slowly gets up off the bed and walks into the bathroom, still staring at Jessi.
Jessi: MEN! He better get his mind off me and into that ring, if he expects to beat Davey Ortega tomorrow. On second thought, maybe I'll wear this to the ring and let Ortega have a little peak at it.
Jessi was checking herself out in a mirror as she said that. However, this is where we end today. It can't get much better then seeing Jessi Colter in a bikini. Tune in tomorrow to NCW Collision to see how badly Chris Wilkins breaks Davey Ortega!