Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2021 13:30:59 GMT -5
(Oh that felt great. I haven't gotten any aggression out like that for quite a while. I mean, there was something I missed about hitting a guy in the face, kicking him in the ribs and dropping him head first on a chair. Reminds me of the ole days when I used to be Reckless Jack. But those days are far removed now. Just saying I told you I was going to take care of Fergus and look what happened? I'm pretty sure I killed the only brain cell that was left in that idiot's head.
But, in wrestling, we must keep moving forward with our careers. Sometimes when we try to keep moving forward, we have to take a look back to our past. We have to look at the things that made us into who we are. People shape us into the person we're going to be. I've had plenty of people who I know in wrestling that have helped shape me into what you see today. Guys like Lance Ryan, Spike Kane, among a host of others. But there's always that one guy, that one man who manages to push me over the top.
There is always that one man who forces me to look deep down inside of myself and wonder if we're truly made to be either friends or enemies. We've honestly had the best of times on the road and we've had nothing but the worst of times. If you've been living under a rock for the past three years, you have no idea who I'm talking about. However, if you've been paying attention to my career, all two of you, then you'll know who I'm talking about right now. The man that I can't ever seem to get rid of is you...
Kevin Hardaway.
For three of the longest years of my life now, we've been stuck in this situation of where we follow one another around, just trying to play the ultimate game of can you top this. I win a title, you win a better title. I win a better title, you get an award. I get an award, you get hall of fame. It seems like that you've always been trying to get the best of me when you need to realize one simple thing old friend.
No matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you hope, you'll never get the best of me. Look back at our history since we've started this whole ordeal. You've beaten me once in the past three years . Just one single time and I think we can both agree that was more or less due to the fact that you had Danny Vice's head so far up your ass that he had to ask permission to take a piss or get a glass of water. But I won't lie and say I was in the same situation in that place as you were.
No matter though because after the downfall of that promotion that made you into the false God that you believe you are, what happened? You suffered a fall from grace, just like all the other false Gods that have come before you. You were the one who screwed up your career and when you heard I was leaving the business for an undetermined amount of time, I remember getting a voice mail from you saying that the heat, that big problem that we used to have was mostly due to your ego.
If you had been a man and admitted that from day one, maybe we never would've been in the situation we were earlier this year. Remember back in February in the Master of Horrors. Remember when your fist met my face and you broke my nose? How about when you tried to put six staples right on my ball sac? German Suplex on the barbed wire boards? Or hey, remember when I damn near killed you in the middle of the ring? We both wanted nothing less then to perform an actual murder that night in the middle of the ring.
Do you remember the most important thing? Who was the one who was standing at the end of the night?
I was!
Then fast forward a month later. You get another shot at beating the man you hated so much for killing your career. What happened then? You remember who won that match?
I DID!
No matter how hard you try Kevin, no matter how badly you might want it, outside of that one match, that one night when you were able to get the better of me, I've always been the man. You've wanted to be in my position since the first time you saw me because I was able to get myself noticed over a guy like you. How many times have I told you in the past that I wanted that top spot more. You always bid your time until it was handed to you on a ***damn silver platter. I earned my way to the top long before you ever became top dog at the Danny Vice Jerkoff Promotion.
The record will say it all Kevin. That win loss record that I have against you will forever define our legacy against one another. Fifty years from now when we're both old and grey, bouncing grandkids on our knees, people will always remember that one man was better then Kevin Hardaway. Despite Kevin beating his brother and brother in law almost at will, there was always one man that was able to get the best of Kevin Hardaway. That man?
Bradley Allen Kane also known as the Hardaway killer.)
But, in wrestling, we must keep moving forward with our careers. Sometimes when we try to keep moving forward, we have to take a look back to our past. We have to look at the things that made us into who we are. People shape us into the person we're going to be. I've had plenty of people who I know in wrestling that have helped shape me into what you see today. Guys like Lance Ryan, Spike Kane, among a host of others. But there's always that one guy, that one man who manages to push me over the top.
There is always that one man who forces me to look deep down inside of myself and wonder if we're truly made to be either friends or enemies. We've honestly had the best of times on the road and we've had nothing but the worst of times. If you've been living under a rock for the past three years, you have no idea who I'm talking about. However, if you've been paying attention to my career, all two of you, then you'll know who I'm talking about right now. The man that I can't ever seem to get rid of is you...
Kevin Hardaway.
For three of the longest years of my life now, we've been stuck in this situation of where we follow one another around, just trying to play the ultimate game of can you top this. I win a title, you win a better title. I win a better title, you get an award. I get an award, you get hall of fame. It seems like that you've always been trying to get the best of me when you need to realize one simple thing old friend.
No matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you hope, you'll never get the best of me. Look back at our history since we've started this whole ordeal. You've beaten me once in the past three years . Just one single time and I think we can both agree that was more or less due to the fact that you had Danny Vice's head so far up your ass that he had to ask permission to take a piss or get a glass of water. But I won't lie and say I was in the same situation in that place as you were.
No matter though because after the downfall of that promotion that made you into the false God that you believe you are, what happened? You suffered a fall from grace, just like all the other false Gods that have come before you. You were the one who screwed up your career and when you heard I was leaving the business for an undetermined amount of time, I remember getting a voice mail from you saying that the heat, that big problem that we used to have was mostly due to your ego.
If you had been a man and admitted that from day one, maybe we never would've been in the situation we were earlier this year. Remember back in February in the Master of Horrors. Remember when your fist met my face and you broke my nose? How about when you tried to put six staples right on my ball sac? German Suplex on the barbed wire boards? Or hey, remember when I damn near killed you in the middle of the ring? We both wanted nothing less then to perform an actual murder that night in the middle of the ring.
Do you remember the most important thing? Who was the one who was standing at the end of the night?
I was!
Then fast forward a month later. You get another shot at beating the man you hated so much for killing your career. What happened then? You remember who won that match?
I DID!
No matter how hard you try Kevin, no matter how badly you might want it, outside of that one match, that one night when you were able to get the better of me, I've always been the man. You've wanted to be in my position since the first time you saw me because I was able to get myself noticed over a guy like you. How many times have I told you in the past that I wanted that top spot more. You always bid your time until it was handed to you on a ***damn silver platter. I earned my way to the top long before you ever became top dog at the Danny Vice Jerkoff Promotion.
The record will say it all Kevin. That win loss record that I have against you will forever define our legacy against one another. Fifty years from now when we're both old and grey, bouncing grandkids on our knees, people will always remember that one man was better then Kevin Hardaway. Despite Kevin beating his brother and brother in law almost at will, there was always one man that was able to get the best of Kevin Hardaway. That man?
Bradley Allen Kane also known as the Hardaway killer.)