Post by vaevictis on May 13, 2022 14:32:13 GMT -5
Jack Haggard: The Messiah of Hardcore. That's a sweet ass nickname, brotha. That must be some old head shit, 'xplains where pops got the nickname Crazy Ace huh.
Hank Haggard Jr: Why's that?
Jack Haggard: 'Cause it just sound good. That's all it is. S'posed to make ya sound like tough shit. S'posed to make ya sound real mean so that people don't wanna fuck wit'cha. Ace was a crazy motherfucker don't get me wrong, but when we were youngin's watchin' him on that shitty little TV that never had the perfect picture, had to get them damn rabbit ears in the perfect spot just to see somethin', I remember askin' him what the nickname meant and he looked me in the eye and said it didn't mean shit.
Hank Haggard Jr: Not a damn thing.
Jack Haggard: Said he wanted to walk into bars and have people mutter to each other "that man right there is Crazy Ace, don't fuck wit him." Said when he was beating up the wrestlers for real, knocking their teeth down their throat and making them bleed, he wanted them to tell their kids and their grandkids Crazy Ace happened to 'em. Name didn't mean shit until he made it mean shit.
Hank Haggard Jr: 'Ya don' fuck wit Ace now.
Jack Haggard: You come correct or get corrected, that's god damn right. That's why I ain't intimidated by no Messiah of Hardcore. That name don't mean a damn thing. PRICE just wanna be remembered as somethin' 'cause life kicked him down. And I feel for ya; life can be cruel to people man. People can be riding high one day, thinkin' they got everything a man could ever want, and the next day sleepin' on the street collecting coins in a cup with a sign made of a cardboard box offerin' shoe shines for change.
Hank Haggard Jr: That's some real shit.
Jack Haggard: That is some real shit Boar. That's why I feel for PRICE here cause man's down on his luck. Man's feelin' like bleedin' just to remember that he's alive. Been out of the game 10-somethin' years, want's the world to know his name again. Wants to rise as the messiah again.
Hank Haggard Jr: Hallelujah!
Jack Haggard: No, not hallelujah -- man's a fuckin' bum. Messiah of Hardcore means a man that decided he couldn't take no more and decided he weren't tough enough to be fighting people. Messiah of Hardcore means preaching the gospel of violence from a LazyBoy recliner, eatin' the crumbs of the potato chips that missed ya mouth from your beer gut, watchin' people bleed on TV wonderin' why that ain't you. I can tell ya why that ain't you, boy -- ya want violence but ya can't take it no more. The second ya see your own blood, ya gonna be runnin' around like a chicken wit'out his head --
Hank Haggard Jr: That's fun ta watch.
Jack Haggard: Not when it a grown man; it's sad. It's real sad. That's the big difference between him and us Haggard boys, we ain't never off the grind. The second we could walk, we was put ta work. We made every nickle off bustin' our asses either in these fields or in them rings. You wouldn' know a thing about that would ya now, PRICE? Ya been collectin' checks from the gover'ment so that you can wear socks without holes, or them fancy caps on that bald head of yours so you can look hard when you tuck ya gut behind your belt. So ya can eat them cookies you like so damn much. So ya can live with a roof over ya head. Man calls himself an addict for violence --
Hank Haggard Jr: Shiiiit, he needs 'ta an addict? That's just our oxygen, man. That's ev'ryday.
Jack Haggard: That's why we don't mind flying our ways over to Ireland, man. We'll fly across the world just to beat a mans ass into the dirt. You give us a time and a place, you damn well know the Haggard Boys will be comin' wit taped fists. Man callin' me a fix, man's just another victim ta me. Man's just another bloodstain I can't be assed washin' out. Ain't nothin' personal or nothin', it's just ingrained in me man. Yours a product of where you came from, learned that shit real young. Don't mean wearing no flag, wearing no colors --
Hank Haggard Jr: No sir, we talkin' heritage. We talkin' blood.
Jack Haggard: And we Haggard boys became men the same damn way. I remember my rite of passage like it were yesterday, man. We had a family horse named Bessy. Reliable ol' girl she was, always took what needed to be taken from A ta B without hassle, man. One day ol' girl was just frolicking in the field, not a care in the world. Ay, life comes at you fast. Tripped in a badger hole, broke her leg. We did what we could but when it healed she weren't the same, man.
Hank Haggard Jr: Tragic.
Jack Haggard: Bummed leg meant she weren't the same horse no more. She weren't reliable, just in constant pain.
Hank Haggard Jr: Brings a tear ta my eye still.
Jack Haggard: Ace brought out that .45 and handed it to me. Said today, I was gonna learn a lesson that'll make a man outta me. I was gonna be the one to put ol' girl out to pasture. Cause she was sufferin' and it was merciful. PRICE reminds me of that moment, man. 'Xcept you ain't Bessy, man. You ain't been reliable for 10 damn years and suddenly you walk in thinkin' you still the man. Nah, man. There won't be anything but fresh blood and dry eyes when you step in the ring with me man. Cause you're goin' Bessy's way but ain't a damn man cryin' bout it.
Hank Haggard Jr: Damn, sucks ta be him.