Post by Rob Diamond on Sept 10, 2009 13:47:29 GMT -6
Wait. Back up the whino bus right this very second. This wasn’t personal already? I must be a little confused by the Jimmy Zane logic here, because this was personal for me the minute you started running your mouth on and on about MY title. Not your title, not the syndicate’s title, not Punisher’s title, MY X-DIVISION TITLE.
If it took a tongue lashing by me to get your head out of your ass, then you’ve got allot more issues than I thought Jimmy. Because all I’ve been thinking about is my next title defense. Hell, if I had it my way I’d defend this strap against anyone on any given week, unfortunately I don’t book the cards.
Oh and do me a favor. Name one time I ever asked Chris to do me a favor.
Name on time I ever dropped his name in a promo to prove a point.
Name one time I’ve ever brought up his prestigious wrestling history.
I’m waiting Jimmy. Take your time. Do some research. I’ll still be sitting here.
YOUR ENTIRE CAREER IS BASED OFF YOUR FATHERS!
Cut the damn umbilical cord or whatever it is tying you down to the WORTHLESS and overall EMBARRASSING “memory” of the Punisher. The fact of the matter is this buddy, Punisher didn’t build ****. Punisher didn’t DO ****. Punisher doesn’t mean ****. No one cares about him, no one remembers him, and no one wants to hear you talk about him ANYMORE! And I know I brought him up, it was to prove a point.
He’s not dead.
A fact you didn’t even bother to touch on, you just tip toed around it like I never even brought it up. It’s a fact he worked for New Millennium Garbage Wrestling during the time he was supposed to be dead. Seriously now Zane, just drop the act already. It’s stupid. You’ve based your entire career on something that never even happened. Personally, I think you should feel ashamed of yourself, stooping to such a LOW level to try and get people to care about you.
But you know what Jimmy, I’m going to share a little secret with you. Its not about the garbage you spit, its not about the image you represent, its not about the cool face pant or the flowy pants or whatever your entrance music is.
ITS ALL ABOUT WHAT WE DO IN THAT RING.
And when you compare our two careers, at first, there are allot of similarities. We both came in young and dumb, we both turned down a road with a lame gimmick, and both of us “returned.” But the similarities stop right there. See, when I came back from prancing around as Lord Dominicus, I dropped everything that ever held me back. I dropped the joke that is Mike Honcho. I dropped the dead weight of my brother, quite literally on his skull, look it up, it happened, and I finally I dropped my self depreciation.
I found myself striving for something else, something better, I found myself looking for my own personal American Dream. That’s when I was reborn, that’s when my career became anew. That’s when I became a real player with this company Jimmy Zane.
You on the other hand are still playing games, your still making jokes, your still playing to the crowd. You bring up movie references like they haven’t been played out, you try to act cool and hip, you try to be everything to everyone, and that makes you…
Nothing to No one.
That’s the story of your career Jimmy. The more you try, the more you fail. The more effort you put into the something, the bigger it blows up in your face. Your career in nCw was over the minute you started trying to be ever-bodies favorite.
I don’t care about the people in the crowd, I don’t care about the boys in the back, I don’t care about my family at home, all I care about is WRESTLING! THIS X-DIVISION TITLE! And adding yet another glorious defeat to the record of Jimmy Zane. Only this time you won’t be able to run back to all your money, your family, or your precious friends. This defeat is going to rest solely on your shoulders Jimmy Zane.
2 x 5 = 10 huh?
Well as an American, I’m not the greatest at math, but I do know one thing.
Rob Diamond>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Jimmy Zane
( The scene opens up inside the Forgotten’s locker room. Rob Diamond stands there, fidgeting with his Iphone device. )
Rob: NO DAMMIT!!! BUT WHY!!!! TELL ME WHY!!!!!!!
( Rob drops to the floor and tears begin to come from his eye sockets. )
Rob: ITS SO NOT FAIR!!!! I LOVED YOU DAMMIT!!! I GAVE YOU MY EVERYTHING!!! YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING!!! I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT YOU!!!!
( Falcon and Spike walk in from either side and look down as Rob pounds the floor with his fist. He sits up on his knees and rips his t-shirt off. )
Rob: DAMN YOU GOD!!!! YOU DID THIS TO ME!!!! WHY DO YOU PLAY SUCH CRUEL JOKES ON ONE WHO IS SO LOYAL TO YOU!!! WHY GOD!!! WHY!!!!!
( Rob drops back down onto his hands and knees. )
Spike: Ahem…
( Rob looks up at Spike. )
Spike: You ok there?
Rob: I’LL NEVER BE OK! ISN’T IT OBVIOUS!
Falcon: Dude, what the hell happened?
Spike: Girl leave ya?
Falcon: Or cheat on ya?
Spike: Or get pregnant and your opponent forced her to miscarry?
Falcon: Or she’s banging your opponent?
Spike: That’s a good one.
Falcon: I always did like it.
Rob: No, dammit.
( Rob stands up. )
Rob: I lost the damn Superbowl on my new Madden 10 app with the Patriots…. AGAINST THE FRIGGIN GIANTS!!! F*CK YOU ELLI MANNING!!!!!!
( Spike and Falcon just shake their heads. )
Rob: What?
Falcon: Nothing.
Rob: Hey, atleast its better than pretending to have a character arch on live TV where I learn some life long lesson that forever changes who I am. If Spike and Brad are the M. Night Shyamalan of promotional promos, then Nick Logan and Mac Bane are like the John Hughs.
Man, if at any point I was at all worried about facing the Syndicate, then that worry has totally flown out the window. There is nothing there to worry about at all. I wish I could say different and act like I was afraid, but why give you guys false hope, right? See, I look out for people, I’m a noval citizen. But you two, you can’t even keep track of your obvious depressed and suicidal friend. How sad is that? With friends like you two, JW is better off dead.
Now please get to the climactic ending where he’s in the trunk, or swinging from the rafters like in that movie I can’t remember the name of. Whatever. Just stop playing around and be serious for once in your life’s.
( Fade out. )
If it took a tongue lashing by me to get your head out of your ass, then you’ve got allot more issues than I thought Jimmy. Because all I’ve been thinking about is my next title defense. Hell, if I had it my way I’d defend this strap against anyone on any given week, unfortunately I don’t book the cards.
Oh and do me a favor. Name one time I ever asked Chris to do me a favor.
Name on time I ever dropped his name in a promo to prove a point.
Name one time I’ve ever brought up his prestigious wrestling history.
I’m waiting Jimmy. Take your time. Do some research. I’ll still be sitting here.
YOUR ENTIRE CAREER IS BASED OFF YOUR FATHERS!
Cut the damn umbilical cord or whatever it is tying you down to the WORTHLESS and overall EMBARRASSING “memory” of the Punisher. The fact of the matter is this buddy, Punisher didn’t build ****. Punisher didn’t DO ****. Punisher doesn’t mean ****. No one cares about him, no one remembers him, and no one wants to hear you talk about him ANYMORE! And I know I brought him up, it was to prove a point.
He’s not dead.
A fact you didn’t even bother to touch on, you just tip toed around it like I never even brought it up. It’s a fact he worked for New Millennium Garbage Wrestling during the time he was supposed to be dead. Seriously now Zane, just drop the act already. It’s stupid. You’ve based your entire career on something that never even happened. Personally, I think you should feel ashamed of yourself, stooping to such a LOW level to try and get people to care about you.
But you know what Jimmy, I’m going to share a little secret with you. Its not about the garbage you spit, its not about the image you represent, its not about the cool face pant or the flowy pants or whatever your entrance music is.
ITS ALL ABOUT WHAT WE DO IN THAT RING.
And when you compare our two careers, at first, there are allot of similarities. We both came in young and dumb, we both turned down a road with a lame gimmick, and both of us “returned.” But the similarities stop right there. See, when I came back from prancing around as Lord Dominicus, I dropped everything that ever held me back. I dropped the joke that is Mike Honcho. I dropped the dead weight of my brother, quite literally on his skull, look it up, it happened, and I finally I dropped my self depreciation.
I found myself striving for something else, something better, I found myself looking for my own personal American Dream. That’s when I was reborn, that’s when my career became anew. That’s when I became a real player with this company Jimmy Zane.
You on the other hand are still playing games, your still making jokes, your still playing to the crowd. You bring up movie references like they haven’t been played out, you try to act cool and hip, you try to be everything to everyone, and that makes you…
Nothing to No one.
That’s the story of your career Jimmy. The more you try, the more you fail. The more effort you put into the something, the bigger it blows up in your face. Your career in nCw was over the minute you started trying to be ever-bodies favorite.
I don’t care about the people in the crowd, I don’t care about the boys in the back, I don’t care about my family at home, all I care about is WRESTLING! THIS X-DIVISION TITLE! And adding yet another glorious defeat to the record of Jimmy Zane. Only this time you won’t be able to run back to all your money, your family, or your precious friends. This defeat is going to rest solely on your shoulders Jimmy Zane.
2 x 5 = 10 huh?
Well as an American, I’m not the greatest at math, but I do know one thing.
Rob Diamond>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Jimmy Zane
( The scene opens up inside the Forgotten’s locker room. Rob Diamond stands there, fidgeting with his Iphone device. )
Rob: NO DAMMIT!!! BUT WHY!!!! TELL ME WHY!!!!!!!
( Rob drops to the floor and tears begin to come from his eye sockets. )
Rob: ITS SO NOT FAIR!!!! I LOVED YOU DAMMIT!!! I GAVE YOU MY EVERYTHING!!! YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING!!! I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT YOU!!!!
( Falcon and Spike walk in from either side and look down as Rob pounds the floor with his fist. He sits up on his knees and rips his t-shirt off. )
Rob: DAMN YOU GOD!!!! YOU DID THIS TO ME!!!! WHY DO YOU PLAY SUCH CRUEL JOKES ON ONE WHO IS SO LOYAL TO YOU!!! WHY GOD!!! WHY!!!!!
( Rob drops back down onto his hands and knees. )
Spike: Ahem…
( Rob looks up at Spike. )
Spike: You ok there?
Rob: I’LL NEVER BE OK! ISN’T IT OBVIOUS!
Falcon: Dude, what the hell happened?
Spike: Girl leave ya?
Falcon: Or cheat on ya?
Spike: Or get pregnant and your opponent forced her to miscarry?
Falcon: Or she’s banging your opponent?
Spike: That’s a good one.
Falcon: I always did like it.
Rob: No, dammit.
( Rob stands up. )
Rob: I lost the damn Superbowl on my new Madden 10 app with the Patriots…. AGAINST THE FRIGGIN GIANTS!!! F*CK YOU ELLI MANNING!!!!!!
( Spike and Falcon just shake their heads. )
Rob: What?
Falcon: Nothing.
Rob: Hey, atleast its better than pretending to have a character arch on live TV where I learn some life long lesson that forever changes who I am. If Spike and Brad are the M. Night Shyamalan of promotional promos, then Nick Logan and Mac Bane are like the John Hughs.
Man, if at any point I was at all worried about facing the Syndicate, then that worry has totally flown out the window. There is nothing there to worry about at all. I wish I could say different and act like I was afraid, but why give you guys false hope, right? See, I look out for people, I’m a noval citizen. But you two, you can’t even keep track of your obvious depressed and suicidal friend. How sad is that? With friends like you two, JW is better off dead.
Now please get to the climactic ending where he’s in the trunk, or swinging from the rafters like in that movie I can’t remember the name of. Whatever. Just stop playing around and be serious for once in your life’s.
( Fade out. )
