Post by Rob Diamond on Sept 30, 2009 17:02:33 GMT -6
Is that it? Thats all you gotta say to me? You can't be serious. This is a joke right? Your gonna jump out from behind something any second now and just scare the crap out of me with some long winded rant about pain and blood and gore and why Rob Zombie is the new John Carpenter or something. And then I get to come back with some really witty response and some jokes and everyone gets a good laugh at your expense. You wouldn't wanna deny those kids out there their laugh would you? Wait, thats your plan isn't it? Your going to deny the people their fun, your going to deny me my time to mock some poor defenseless soul...
Why YOU MONSTER!
Whats wrong with you? Don't you know laughter is good for the soul? Don't you know it heals you? Don't you know I get off on making people feel terrible about themselves? Hell, if it wasn't for Jimmy Zane giving me an ego boost on a weekly basis I may not have been able to go three times the other night with that Playmate I met. And by "go" I mean... Well you know what, I'll just let you fill in the blanks, I'm sure the Goonies wannabe knows what I mean. And if you don't, I'm insinuating that the emotional pain I caused Jimmy Zane two weeks ago is still fueling my sex drive, enabling me to nail a women like you could only imagine, hot ones too, not just the fatties, though heavy ladies need loving too.
But I'm sure you know all about that, you look like a pudgy pusher.
I'm way off topic here, aren't I? Alright, so you lost a match to Hexx 2.0 in some kind of High School gym and the stipulation was you had to wear a mask... So now your all pissy and a racist and you hate clowns? And yes, your a racist, Jason Dunn is black you ignorant bastard, what did he ever do to you? What, did he not pick enough cotton you insensitive son of a bitch. Why don't you think about someone else besides yourself, think about the people your hurting. Your promo set back race relations 20 years.
I hope you feel good about yourself, racist.
And can I mention something here. You totally don't work for whatever little **** hole promotion that was. You work for nCw now. And to sum it up, we don't give two ****s about what you did or who you lost to somewhere else. In fact, when you talk about crap like that we just mute the tv because WE DON'T CARE. And thats not just me, thats the collective sentiment of the promotion. So if you wanted to just remove the mask and stop being a tool, I'm pretty sure no one would care. Unless of course your worried about pissing off your three fans that have followed you from hole in the wall promotion to hole in the wall promotion. Jack, Steve and Mitch may be offended that you actually got a gimmick that wasn't over used ten years ago when Glen Jacobs slapped on his mask.
Sorry, that was a "in" joke and you probably won't get it.
Look Blackheart, I'm happy you have a goal, kill the clown. Wonderful, personally, I hate clowns, they have small hands and smell like cabbage. But I have a goal too and its pretty simple really. I want to be the nCw World Champion. I want to be "the guy." I want everything. That's it, nothing too big really, nothing out of my reach. But you have to see where you beating me kind of gets in the way of that. See, I'm half way there right now. Sure, people hate me, they don't respect me, but nCw has seen what I can do out there, they know I'm a threat.
But you? Your nothing, you never will be. I wouldn't even dignify you with the title of "enhancement talent." Basically, your just someone for me to face in between now and when I defeat Seth Evans in a few weeks with my title on the line. I'd call you a pre match warm up. And hey, thats not a bad thing really. You get to be a part of my rise to the top of this company. In a way, you too will have something great in your own right. You'll have given me that extra little boost right before my next big battle. So congratulations, and your welcome for even allowing you in the ring near me.
I hope you take what pride this loss will give you and put it toward something else in your life.
Perhaps take up poker?
But seriously Blackheart, I've been at this for two years now. I've been up and down this roster. I've been where you are, the joke, the laughing stock, the unproven new guy. I've worn allot of masks in my two years in this business, proverbial masks. But in the end I shed them all to become who you see today. The Xtreme American Dream, Rob Diamond. I earned my championship, I earned my place among the Forgotten, I earned the right to look down at you and laugh. I earned the right to call myself an American. Real American's, we don't play games, we don't wear masks, and we don't make threats we can't keep. That's why you need to be focused Blackheart, thats why you need to be ready. I know what I want this coming Friday, I know what I'm going to get, call it manifest destiny. And sure, your focused, but not on the right thing. Your mind is on Freakke, your goal is to defeat him some day.
THINK ABOUT TODAY!
Because today, or rather, Friday, your facing me. Not Freakke. I'm not some side show, painted up dumbass who can't string two wins together let alone two moves. Maybe the two of you made the cut in some yard tard wrestling promotion, BUT NOT HERE! Your the bottom of the barrel, and I will not, I repeat, WILL NOT be beaten by some jack ass who doesn't have enough originality to at least make his own damn mask. So do me a favor, forget about the stupid clown, give Corey his mask back, and grow a damn set of balls and address your opponent like a man.
Now before I leave you all for this week, I have a little something to say to Seth Evans. I don't like you. I don't like your face, I don't like a single thing about you. And this whole respect kick your on, you need to get that crap out of your head right now. Shaking hands? Wishing people good matches? Not here, not with me. See Seth, my problem with you is real simple. You respect everyone. Not just the ones above you but the ones below as well. You seem to think everyone who wrestles is some how worthy of your respect.
Why?
What have they done to earn it? See, I don't respect you, in fact I don't respect almost anyone, except my brothers in the Forgotten. They have earned my respect. Do you wanna know how? Because like me they gave everything they had to this promotion, and several others, and got NOTHING IN RETURN! The four of us have always been seen as little more than underdogs in every match. Do you know what thats like Seth? Do you know how it feels for an entire promotion to look down at you and just shrug?
We do.
And when I see someone like you skipping around just handing out respect, something I've fought my ENTIRE LIFE FOR, like its a goddam entitlement program sponsored by the Liberal Democrats, it pisses me off. People don't get respect, they earn it. And you Seth, your going to earn mine. Because I'm going to break you. Thats right. I'm going to make you break your little code of honor and prove to everyone that your just like me inside. Just as hateful, just as resentful and just as pissed off that you always get looked over for the next big thing.
In the end, your Forgotten too Seth, you just don't know it yet.
Why YOU MONSTER!
Whats wrong with you? Don't you know laughter is good for the soul? Don't you know it heals you? Don't you know I get off on making people feel terrible about themselves? Hell, if it wasn't for Jimmy Zane giving me an ego boost on a weekly basis I may not have been able to go three times the other night with that Playmate I met. And by "go" I mean... Well you know what, I'll just let you fill in the blanks, I'm sure the Goonies wannabe knows what I mean. And if you don't, I'm insinuating that the emotional pain I caused Jimmy Zane two weeks ago is still fueling my sex drive, enabling me to nail a women like you could only imagine, hot ones too, not just the fatties, though heavy ladies need loving too.
But I'm sure you know all about that, you look like a pudgy pusher.
I'm way off topic here, aren't I? Alright, so you lost a match to Hexx 2.0 in some kind of High School gym and the stipulation was you had to wear a mask... So now your all pissy and a racist and you hate clowns? And yes, your a racist, Jason Dunn is black you ignorant bastard, what did he ever do to you? What, did he not pick enough cotton you insensitive son of a bitch. Why don't you think about someone else besides yourself, think about the people your hurting. Your promo set back race relations 20 years.
I hope you feel good about yourself, racist.
And can I mention something here. You totally don't work for whatever little **** hole promotion that was. You work for nCw now. And to sum it up, we don't give two ****s about what you did or who you lost to somewhere else. In fact, when you talk about crap like that we just mute the tv because WE DON'T CARE. And thats not just me, thats the collective sentiment of the promotion. So if you wanted to just remove the mask and stop being a tool, I'm pretty sure no one would care. Unless of course your worried about pissing off your three fans that have followed you from hole in the wall promotion to hole in the wall promotion. Jack, Steve and Mitch may be offended that you actually got a gimmick that wasn't over used ten years ago when Glen Jacobs slapped on his mask.
Sorry, that was a "in" joke and you probably won't get it.
Look Blackheart, I'm happy you have a goal, kill the clown. Wonderful, personally, I hate clowns, they have small hands and smell like cabbage. But I have a goal too and its pretty simple really. I want to be the nCw World Champion. I want to be "the guy." I want everything. That's it, nothing too big really, nothing out of my reach. But you have to see where you beating me kind of gets in the way of that. See, I'm half way there right now. Sure, people hate me, they don't respect me, but nCw has seen what I can do out there, they know I'm a threat.
But you? Your nothing, you never will be. I wouldn't even dignify you with the title of "enhancement talent." Basically, your just someone for me to face in between now and when I defeat Seth Evans in a few weeks with my title on the line. I'd call you a pre match warm up. And hey, thats not a bad thing really. You get to be a part of my rise to the top of this company. In a way, you too will have something great in your own right. You'll have given me that extra little boost right before my next big battle. So congratulations, and your welcome for even allowing you in the ring near me.
I hope you take what pride this loss will give you and put it toward something else in your life.
Perhaps take up poker?
But seriously Blackheart, I've been at this for two years now. I've been up and down this roster. I've been where you are, the joke, the laughing stock, the unproven new guy. I've worn allot of masks in my two years in this business, proverbial masks. But in the end I shed them all to become who you see today. The Xtreme American Dream, Rob Diamond. I earned my championship, I earned my place among the Forgotten, I earned the right to look down at you and laugh. I earned the right to call myself an American. Real American's, we don't play games, we don't wear masks, and we don't make threats we can't keep. That's why you need to be focused Blackheart, thats why you need to be ready. I know what I want this coming Friday, I know what I'm going to get, call it manifest destiny. And sure, your focused, but not on the right thing. Your mind is on Freakke, your goal is to defeat him some day.
THINK ABOUT TODAY!
Because today, or rather, Friday, your facing me. Not Freakke. I'm not some side show, painted up dumbass who can't string two wins together let alone two moves. Maybe the two of you made the cut in some yard tard wrestling promotion, BUT NOT HERE! Your the bottom of the barrel, and I will not, I repeat, WILL NOT be beaten by some jack ass who doesn't have enough originality to at least make his own damn mask. So do me a favor, forget about the stupid clown, give Corey his mask back, and grow a damn set of balls and address your opponent like a man.
Now before I leave you all for this week, I have a little something to say to Seth Evans. I don't like you. I don't like your face, I don't like a single thing about you. And this whole respect kick your on, you need to get that crap out of your head right now. Shaking hands? Wishing people good matches? Not here, not with me. See Seth, my problem with you is real simple. You respect everyone. Not just the ones above you but the ones below as well. You seem to think everyone who wrestles is some how worthy of your respect.
Why?
What have they done to earn it? See, I don't respect you, in fact I don't respect almost anyone, except my brothers in the Forgotten. They have earned my respect. Do you wanna know how? Because like me they gave everything they had to this promotion, and several others, and got NOTHING IN RETURN! The four of us have always been seen as little more than underdogs in every match. Do you know what thats like Seth? Do you know how it feels for an entire promotion to look down at you and just shrug?
We do.
And when I see someone like you skipping around just handing out respect, something I've fought my ENTIRE LIFE FOR, like its a goddam entitlement program sponsored by the Liberal Democrats, it pisses me off. People don't get respect, they earn it. And you Seth, your going to earn mine. Because I'm going to break you. Thats right. I'm going to make you break your little code of honor and prove to everyone that your just like me inside. Just as hateful, just as resentful and just as pissed off that you always get looked over for the next big thing.
In the end, your Forgotten too Seth, you just don't know it yet.