Post by eddiehavok on Jun 20, 2022 14:42:05 GMT -5
Eddie is standing outside the Skulls clubhouse. Wearing his usual jeans and leather jacket.
"So it has now been set in stone. I accepted the challenge from Frank Windsor. I have been asked by a few close to me, what were you thinking? Why did you agree to the match, especially since it had been announced that at the following show, you would be facing Fowler and Morrissey in a World title match?"
Eddie is standing in front of one of the flood lights. His face is shrouded in shadows.
"It is really clear. I was in the match to crown the first-ever World champion in WUK history. I wasn't involved in the outcome of the match. I feel like I should have been involved in the first title defence, instead, I wasn't even booked for the show. I had to watch from the backstage area as the match played out."
Eddie is frustrated about how things are planned out.
"After all of the years in the business, I have found myself lower on the card than the Bastards. Now for the first time, I find myself currently involved in matches along with the members of the Bastards. How does that feel guys, a guy that you once saw as no more than a jobber to the stars is now facing off against you. You guys are not willing to share the spotlight at all, that I can relate to. However, if you are not willing to accept my position in the promotion, then I guess I will have to force the issue. That is exactly what I did when I pulled the referee out of the ring. As for blasting Fowler in the face with the chain, nothing personal bud, you can count yourself as a victim of the situation. My main goal was to make a statement. The objective was accomplished."
A slight smile creeps across Eddie's face as he turns towards the building.
"Now, Frank, it would seem that you have allowed the whole situation to become personal. I wouldn't be surprised if your ego played a huge part in you making that challenge. We indeed faced off against each other about six months ago, it is also true that you walked away as the victor. This is where that big ego of yours comes into play. Seriously if you think that beating me this time is going to be the same as last time. Then I suggest you rethink your game plan."
Eddie pulls a bag towards him and takes a moment to open it up.
"You see I have found myself more than a few times, on the losing end against you three. Not surprising that I am not the same person that faced the Bastards back in RSW or the same person that you faced Frank in that CWA tournament."
Eddie suddenly turns and looks at the camera.
"Here's something that you guys probably didn't know. When I first joined RSW, I looked up to you guys being fellow British Wrestlers. Now you seem to be more like the old guard desperately holding on to the top spot. Don't get me wrong, none of you are missing a step, but at the same time, none of you is exactly in your prime, well maybe Fowler is to a point. If I have to work my way through a series of matches against you guys and leave a trail of broken bones, then so be it. I guess Fowler`s broken nose is only the start."
Eddie pulls a blood stained chain out of the bag and wraps it around his fist.
"I mean it when I say I will do whatever it takes to get to the top of the mountain. Even if it means leaving a trail of broken bodies in my wake."
Slowly standing back up, Eddie looks down at the chain covering his fist.
"One thing boys, if you think I am stupid enough to turn up at the next show alone. Then you are very mistaken."
Suddenly three guys appear at the sides of Eddie.
"I will bring these boys with me. Sooner or later they will make their debut in the tag team division. Can bet that at some point they will be coming after those Tag Team straps that you are holding tight"
Briefly looking down, Eddie suddenly looked back at the camera.
"That reminds me Frank, as proud as you are of those Tag Team straps. Why is it you instead of carrying that off GCW strap around? Isn't it time that you buried that damn thing in the past, after all it was been retired since you were last at the top of the mountain."
Eddie lets the chain fall from his hand onto the concrete floor.
"To be honest, I'm not sure if I will congratulate you or book you a funeral. I heard that you have entered that Tourney thing for the XHF Network. Seriously, do you really think you can do what you haven't been able to do before to actually win something within the network? Maybe you took more damage to that thick head of yours after that encounter with Donzig. The chances are that you will end up getting buried once again during the tournament. You should have stood your ground and kept your distance from the network shows."
Taking a few steps forward, Eddie stares into the camera. Flanked by the members of his M.C.
"Choke… you have made a statement. Apparently I choke during the World title match, you also claimed that is what I do when it comes to high profile matches. Let's face facts. I didn't win the title. I might not have had as many high profile matches as you. Hang on a minute… When was the last time that you was involved in a World title match or actually won a world title. Was that back in RSW. That was like a lifetime ago now!"
"So it has now been set in stone. I accepted the challenge from Frank Windsor. I have been asked by a few close to me, what were you thinking? Why did you agree to the match, especially since it had been announced that at the following show, you would be facing Fowler and Morrissey in a World title match?"
Eddie is standing in front of one of the flood lights. His face is shrouded in shadows.
"It is really clear. I was in the match to crown the first-ever World champion in WUK history. I wasn't involved in the outcome of the match. I feel like I should have been involved in the first title defence, instead, I wasn't even booked for the show. I had to watch from the backstage area as the match played out."
Eddie is frustrated about how things are planned out.
"After all of the years in the business, I have found myself lower on the card than the Bastards. Now for the first time, I find myself currently involved in matches along with the members of the Bastards. How does that feel guys, a guy that you once saw as no more than a jobber to the stars is now facing off against you. You guys are not willing to share the spotlight at all, that I can relate to. However, if you are not willing to accept my position in the promotion, then I guess I will have to force the issue. That is exactly what I did when I pulled the referee out of the ring. As for blasting Fowler in the face with the chain, nothing personal bud, you can count yourself as a victim of the situation. My main goal was to make a statement. The objective was accomplished."
A slight smile creeps across Eddie's face as he turns towards the building.
"Now, Frank, it would seem that you have allowed the whole situation to become personal. I wouldn't be surprised if your ego played a huge part in you making that challenge. We indeed faced off against each other about six months ago, it is also true that you walked away as the victor. This is where that big ego of yours comes into play. Seriously if you think that beating me this time is going to be the same as last time. Then I suggest you rethink your game plan."
Eddie pulls a bag towards him and takes a moment to open it up.
"You see I have found myself more than a few times, on the losing end against you three. Not surprising that I am not the same person that faced the Bastards back in RSW or the same person that you faced Frank in that CWA tournament."
Eddie suddenly turns and looks at the camera.
"Here's something that you guys probably didn't know. When I first joined RSW, I looked up to you guys being fellow British Wrestlers. Now you seem to be more like the old guard desperately holding on to the top spot. Don't get me wrong, none of you are missing a step, but at the same time, none of you is exactly in your prime, well maybe Fowler is to a point. If I have to work my way through a series of matches against you guys and leave a trail of broken bones, then so be it. I guess Fowler`s broken nose is only the start."
Eddie pulls a blood stained chain out of the bag and wraps it around his fist.
"I mean it when I say I will do whatever it takes to get to the top of the mountain. Even if it means leaving a trail of broken bodies in my wake."
Slowly standing back up, Eddie looks down at the chain covering his fist.
"One thing boys, if you think I am stupid enough to turn up at the next show alone. Then you are very mistaken."
Suddenly three guys appear at the sides of Eddie.
"I will bring these boys with me. Sooner or later they will make their debut in the tag team division. Can bet that at some point they will be coming after those Tag Team straps that you are holding tight"
Briefly looking down, Eddie suddenly looked back at the camera.
"That reminds me Frank, as proud as you are of those Tag Team straps. Why is it you instead of carrying that off GCW strap around? Isn't it time that you buried that damn thing in the past, after all it was been retired since you were last at the top of the mountain."
Eddie lets the chain fall from his hand onto the concrete floor.
"To be honest, I'm not sure if I will congratulate you or book you a funeral. I heard that you have entered that Tourney thing for the XHF Network. Seriously, do you really think you can do what you haven't been able to do before to actually win something within the network? Maybe you took more damage to that thick head of yours after that encounter with Donzig. The chances are that you will end up getting buried once again during the tournament. You should have stood your ground and kept your distance from the network shows."
Taking a few steps forward, Eddie stares into the camera. Flanked by the members of his M.C.
"Choke… you have made a statement. Apparently I choke during the World title match, you also claimed that is what I do when it comes to high profile matches. Let's face facts. I didn't win the title. I might not have had as many high profile matches as you. Hang on a minute… When was the last time that you was involved in a World title match or actually won a world title. Was that back in RSW. That was like a lifetime ago now!"