Post by Spike Kane on Aug 27, 2021 11:56:10 GMT -5
People wonder why I do the things that I do, they wonder how the brain of the God of Xtreme works. Why does he act one way, but talk another?
Because I'm fed up.
I'm tired of the bullsh*t that is rife in this business, rife in this company. It isn't any particular person, or even a group of people....not even the Hierarchy, aplty named of course. It has always been there, no matter who it is....The Williams Clan, Vertigo Dirtmurder, Dr Pepper.....
It's only something you can put up with for so long. I'm tired....I've been doing this for sixteen years, sixteen long years...and when I don't even make it to the pay per view card...then it means something is up. Something isn't clicking.
I came into nCw and tore this place up. I ran rampant through the roster and destroyed everyone that crossed my path. I was more unstoppable than Xander Famularo, more monstrous than Lex Sense thinks he is....I was the man.
Then I started making mistakes...
I trusted the wrong people, and let them feed my ego.
Ever since then I've been paying for them. You see, people say that it's in the past. They say that you are forgiven, but then they do something that completely contradicts it all. I've been held down ever since, and been thrown scraps once in a while to try and keep me quiet. It never worked though, because I am still to this day one of the best that has ever been a part of this company.
I carried this company on my back, I put this company before everything that I had, and when it got turned around and thrown back in my face. I went elsewhere. I played to my own ego, and decided that I would continue to dominate this business like I have done for over a decade and a half. I've won more championships than we have roster members...
I've done more in this business than I can really be bothered to go through....I've done more in this company than most of you will ever do, than most of you ever could do. Bar the likes of Ricky Johnson, who earned my respect, the hard way....I will forever be remembered in the history books of nCw.
And to be honest, it has to be enough for me, because I can't do this anymore. I can't go on, knowing that I'll never be back up there, knowing that the respect I deserve is never given to me. People say they do, say they care...but it's all false, and I'm tired of it. I'm tired of it all.
I'm sorry to Kyle, because we were doing something good. Giving the brass some time off by focusing on our tag team work, so that they didn't have to come up with excuse after excuse for why we were not challenging for the top prize in this company.
The grudges, the dislike, the disrespect....you can keep it all nCw, because I'm done with you. I wish I could go out in a blaze of glory, I wish I could give you one last epic run, one more visit from the God of Xtreme....but I don't have it in me. I've tried to get my contracted promo done several times this week, and all I get is rage, all I get is anger, all I get is something that doesn't belong in a wrestling federation. For my own benefit, I'm leaving, I'm stepping away.
You don't need me, none of you do, you'll be perfectly fine without me.
So allow me this, let me go out there one last time and give my all. Whether my hand is raised with Kyle at the end of the night, or whether I am laying on my back staring up at the lights...this is really it this time my friends. I am leaving this company, and I promise you this....I will not be coming back, there will be no super return, no pseudo-retirement. I'm done, because there is nothing left here for me, and nothing that I can offer....it's just a matter of time now before I am done with this whole thing in general. Don't believe me? Don't care. Don't trust me? Couldn't give a rat's ass. Wrestling has given me a lot, but it's almost time for that door to close forever...
Charlie....to face you, and beat you was a pure honor..
Lex....I really dislike you....but I cannot deny your ability.
Kyle...forgive me, my brother....I do this for my sanity.
Goodbye nCw, thank you for the highs, the lows, and everything in between.
I stand here, and I hail each and every one of you.
Because I'm fed up.
I'm tired of the bullsh*t that is rife in this business, rife in this company. It isn't any particular person, or even a group of people....not even the Hierarchy, aplty named of course. It has always been there, no matter who it is....The Williams Clan, Vertigo Dirtmurder, Dr Pepper.....
It's only something you can put up with for so long. I'm tired....I've been doing this for sixteen years, sixteen long years...and when I don't even make it to the pay per view card...then it means something is up. Something isn't clicking.
I came into nCw and tore this place up. I ran rampant through the roster and destroyed everyone that crossed my path. I was more unstoppable than Xander Famularo, more monstrous than Lex Sense thinks he is....I was the man.
Then I started making mistakes...
I trusted the wrong people, and let them feed my ego.
Ever since then I've been paying for them. You see, people say that it's in the past. They say that you are forgiven, but then they do something that completely contradicts it all. I've been held down ever since, and been thrown scraps once in a while to try and keep me quiet. It never worked though, because I am still to this day one of the best that has ever been a part of this company.
I carried this company on my back, I put this company before everything that I had, and when it got turned around and thrown back in my face. I went elsewhere. I played to my own ego, and decided that I would continue to dominate this business like I have done for over a decade and a half. I've won more championships than we have roster members...
I've done more in this business than I can really be bothered to go through....I've done more in this company than most of you will ever do, than most of you ever could do. Bar the likes of Ricky Johnson, who earned my respect, the hard way....I will forever be remembered in the history books of nCw.
And to be honest, it has to be enough for me, because I can't do this anymore. I can't go on, knowing that I'll never be back up there, knowing that the respect I deserve is never given to me. People say they do, say they care...but it's all false, and I'm tired of it. I'm tired of it all.
I'm sorry to Kyle, because we were doing something good. Giving the brass some time off by focusing on our tag team work, so that they didn't have to come up with excuse after excuse for why we were not challenging for the top prize in this company.
The grudges, the dislike, the disrespect....you can keep it all nCw, because I'm done with you. I wish I could go out in a blaze of glory, I wish I could give you one last epic run, one more visit from the God of Xtreme....but I don't have it in me. I've tried to get my contracted promo done several times this week, and all I get is rage, all I get is anger, all I get is something that doesn't belong in a wrestling federation. For my own benefit, I'm leaving, I'm stepping away.
You don't need me, none of you do, you'll be perfectly fine without me.
So allow me this, let me go out there one last time and give my all. Whether my hand is raised with Kyle at the end of the night, or whether I am laying on my back staring up at the lights...this is really it this time my friends. I am leaving this company, and I promise you this....I will not be coming back, there will be no super return, no pseudo-retirement. I'm done, because there is nothing left here for me, and nothing that I can offer....it's just a matter of time now before I am done with this whole thing in general. Don't believe me? Don't care. Don't trust me? Couldn't give a rat's ass. Wrestling has given me a lot, but it's almost time for that door to close forever...
Charlie....to face you, and beat you was a pure honor..
Lex....I really dislike you....but I cannot deny your ability.
Kyle...forgive me, my brother....I do this for my sanity.
Goodbye nCw, thank you for the highs, the lows, and everything in between.
I stand here, and I hail each and every one of you.