Post by Chris Brock on Aug 4, 2009 23:33:30 GMT -6
Scene: Backstage at Trauma. Chris Brock is in the locker room putting his ring gear into a duffel bag. He shoves his boots into the bag and then quickly zips the bag closed. He sighs as he is visibly frustrated.
Chris Brock: I’m not really in the talking mood right now.
Brock picks his bag up and then throws it back to the ground.
Brock: Rob Diamond, you son of a bitch! You have no sense of decency do you? You had to cheat to beat me and now the entire world has watched as I took you to the limit and you had to resort to punching me in the balls in order to walk away with that title you hold so dear. I know that you’re obsessed with forcing people to call you the greatest of all time, but you are now where close to what you claim to be. You’re pathetic Rob Diamond, and this Sunday at Fallout I will prove once and for all that you are nothing more than a piece of scum.
Brock pauses for a moment as he tries to maintain his composure.
Brock: I don’t care about earning the respect of the boys in the back. All I care about is proving to the world that you are nothing but a sham Rob Diamond.
But I have to move away from that piece of garbage for a moment and talk about my other opponent at Fallout. Xavier Williams, you are great wrestler and deserve every bit of credit that you are given. I have nothing but respect for you. At Fallout we need to be on the same page in order to get rid of Rob Diamond and end this tirade that he seems to be on. Xavier, you have done a lot in nCw and for that you are to be commended. I am on a mission to shut the mouth of Rob Diamond, so I welcome our confrontation that will inevitably occur at Fallout.
Brock looks down to the floor and takes a deep breath. He grabs his bad, slings it over his shoulder and then stands to look at the camera with a dead pan look.
Brock: At Fallout a lot of things are going to happen, but none of which are going to hold a candle to the moment when Rob Diamond is defeated and his X-division title is around the waist of a man that deserves to wear it.
Brock walks off screen as the camera fades to black.
Chris Brock: I’m not really in the talking mood right now.
Brock picks his bag up and then throws it back to the ground.
Brock: Rob Diamond, you son of a bitch! You have no sense of decency do you? You had to cheat to beat me and now the entire world has watched as I took you to the limit and you had to resort to punching me in the balls in order to walk away with that title you hold so dear. I know that you’re obsessed with forcing people to call you the greatest of all time, but you are now where close to what you claim to be. You’re pathetic Rob Diamond, and this Sunday at Fallout I will prove once and for all that you are nothing more than a piece of scum.
Brock pauses for a moment as he tries to maintain his composure.
Brock: I don’t care about earning the respect of the boys in the back. All I care about is proving to the world that you are nothing but a sham Rob Diamond.
But I have to move away from that piece of garbage for a moment and talk about my other opponent at Fallout. Xavier Williams, you are great wrestler and deserve every bit of credit that you are given. I have nothing but respect for you. At Fallout we need to be on the same page in order to get rid of Rob Diamond and end this tirade that he seems to be on. Xavier, you have done a lot in nCw and for that you are to be commended. I am on a mission to shut the mouth of Rob Diamond, so I welcome our confrontation that will inevitably occur at Fallout.
Brock looks down to the floor and takes a deep breath. He grabs his bad, slings it over his shoulder and then stands to look at the camera with a dead pan look.
Brock: At Fallout a lot of things are going to happen, but none of which are going to hold a candle to the moment when Rob Diamond is defeated and his X-division title is around the waist of a man that deserves to wear it.
Brock walks off screen as the camera fades to black.