Post by eddiehavok on Jul 16, 2022 11:38:12 GMT -5
Eddie is seen backstage after Legacy 4. He is still dressed in his ring gear, he has a towel held over his right eye. He is joined by members of his Motorcycle Club. Looking towards the camera set up on the other side of the room.
"What about Frank? "What happens now after the match with Frank? "These are a few of the questions that I have heard recently"
Taking a moment, Eddie briefly looks away from the camera and he removes the towels from his eye, before applying a new one.
"Quite frankly, I put it like this. Frank made the choice to get involved and challenge me in response… How did that go? How is the arm? Shame it might cause an issue in your upcoming match at Overheated. You really should have stayed out of my business. You had all the intention of teaching me a lesson and dealing out so pay back. Well, I think we both can say that didn't quite go to plan. Did you manage to soften me up ready for Fowler? Hmm, I'm not sure you did that, other than this cut above the eye here.”
Eddie removes the towel from his eye to reveal the cut above it. Fresh blood starts to run down his face slowly covering the already dried blood from early.
“I am still determined and focused on the Triple threat match. Due to your failure in taking me out, you have now left your boy to fight me. Rather than the advantage over a weakened version that you were hoping for. Now you are just in my rearview mirror."
Eddie pulls the towel from his face and wipes the fresh blood from his face, before turning back to the camera.
"For now the goal is the World belt and beating Fowler for it. "Well also dealing with Morrissey. Many people would say that this is the end of the road. The end of a long journey regardless of the results. I can tell you right now, that this isn't the end of the road. This is nothing more than a crossroad on the never-ending journey. Regardless of the outcome of this match, the journey will carry one One just in a different direction.”
He lets out a chuckle to himself.
“Funny how after all this time, I find my path suddenly linked closely with the bastards. At the same time as facing old faces, somehow I still find myself facing new faces. Now that I have woken the sleeping giant, what comes next? Probably I get beaten for an inch of my life and end up with one or more broken bones. Given the chance, I dare say Fowler would like nothing more than to pin me for the win or even make me submit so you could retain the title”
Shaking his head, in response to his last statement.
“Right about now, I guess That I should be more worried about my health than winning the belt. Let's not go and forget the wild card in this match. Dominic Morrissey, the Irish mystery. Lucky for me, I won't be facing two giants.”
Eddie removes the towel from his face, the cut has stopped bleeding for now.
“Honestly, Morrissey, you seem like a nice guy. Have you got what it takes to hang in this match? Do you have it in yourself to compete on the same level? Not taking anything away from your ability in the ring. Let's face facts, after my actions that made this match happen. The bar was set once I burst Fowler's nose with a chain wrapped around my Fist. Then when I continued to attack you with the same chain. What I have seen so far over your hand full of matches, honestly I can't say that I am impressed at all. The only win you have got so far is the one that originally led you to be in the world title match.”
Briefly clenching his fist, he appears to struggle to find the right words.
“Lets face it, Zolothach was really much of a challenge. Seriously Zolothach should never have been in a world contender match, as for yourself. Maybe further down the line, I don't think you were ready to be in a match of that caliber. Not should you be in this upcoming triple threat match. If anyone thinks for a second that is going to be a technical masterpiece then you will be let down. Being a triple threat match and the bar being raised. I almost expect this match to become a blood bath while we are trying to win that strap.”
Stretching his arms out as his confidence seems to be growing.
“As you can see Billy. Frank failed to take me out. I am still healthy and will be part of the triple threat match. Over his cut, you boy Frank did a poor job. You can go and thank him for setting you up when he was capable of doing his task. You see I'm healthy and ready to go, more than I can say about Frank, how's his injured arm? Never mind, I couldn't give a crap about him. Sooner or later, you Bastards are going to come to realize that I am not a pushover. I'm no longer that helpless green competitor that first joined Riot Star Wrestling. Sooner or later, it will become clear that I am more than just a jumped-up punk with his bicycle gang of thugs. For now I will wait to see what you two have to say, if you have anything to interesting to say at all”
Eddie backs off from the camera into the shadows as the feed dies off.
"What about Frank? "What happens now after the match with Frank? "These are a few of the questions that I have heard recently"
Taking a moment, Eddie briefly looks away from the camera and he removes the towels from his eye, before applying a new one.
"Quite frankly, I put it like this. Frank made the choice to get involved and challenge me in response… How did that go? How is the arm? Shame it might cause an issue in your upcoming match at Overheated. You really should have stayed out of my business. You had all the intention of teaching me a lesson and dealing out so pay back. Well, I think we both can say that didn't quite go to plan. Did you manage to soften me up ready for Fowler? Hmm, I'm not sure you did that, other than this cut above the eye here.”
Eddie removes the towel from his eye to reveal the cut above it. Fresh blood starts to run down his face slowly covering the already dried blood from early.
“I am still determined and focused on the Triple threat match. Due to your failure in taking me out, you have now left your boy to fight me. Rather than the advantage over a weakened version that you were hoping for. Now you are just in my rearview mirror."
Eddie pulls the towel from his face and wipes the fresh blood from his face, before turning back to the camera.
"For now the goal is the World belt and beating Fowler for it. "Well also dealing with Morrissey. Many people would say that this is the end of the road. The end of a long journey regardless of the results. I can tell you right now, that this isn't the end of the road. This is nothing more than a crossroad on the never-ending journey. Regardless of the outcome of this match, the journey will carry one One just in a different direction.”
He lets out a chuckle to himself.
“Funny how after all this time, I find my path suddenly linked closely with the bastards. At the same time as facing old faces, somehow I still find myself facing new faces. Now that I have woken the sleeping giant, what comes next? Probably I get beaten for an inch of my life and end up with one or more broken bones. Given the chance, I dare say Fowler would like nothing more than to pin me for the win or even make me submit so you could retain the title”
Shaking his head, in response to his last statement.
“Right about now, I guess That I should be more worried about my health than winning the belt. Let's not go and forget the wild card in this match. Dominic Morrissey, the Irish mystery. Lucky for me, I won't be facing two giants.”
Eddie removes the towel from his face, the cut has stopped bleeding for now.
“Honestly, Morrissey, you seem like a nice guy. Have you got what it takes to hang in this match? Do you have it in yourself to compete on the same level? Not taking anything away from your ability in the ring. Let's face facts, after my actions that made this match happen. The bar was set once I burst Fowler's nose with a chain wrapped around my Fist. Then when I continued to attack you with the same chain. What I have seen so far over your hand full of matches, honestly I can't say that I am impressed at all. The only win you have got so far is the one that originally led you to be in the world title match.”
Briefly clenching his fist, he appears to struggle to find the right words.
“Lets face it, Zolothach was really much of a challenge. Seriously Zolothach should never have been in a world contender match, as for yourself. Maybe further down the line, I don't think you were ready to be in a match of that caliber. Not should you be in this upcoming triple threat match. If anyone thinks for a second that is going to be a technical masterpiece then you will be let down. Being a triple threat match and the bar being raised. I almost expect this match to become a blood bath while we are trying to win that strap.”
Stretching his arms out as his confidence seems to be growing.
“As you can see Billy. Frank failed to take me out. I am still healthy and will be part of the triple threat match. Over his cut, you boy Frank did a poor job. You can go and thank him for setting you up when he was capable of doing his task. You see I'm healthy and ready to go, more than I can say about Frank, how's his injured arm? Never mind, I couldn't give a crap about him. Sooner or later, you Bastards are going to come to realize that I am not a pushover. I'm no longer that helpless green competitor that first joined Riot Star Wrestling. Sooner or later, it will become clear that I am more than just a jumped-up punk with his bicycle gang of thugs. For now I will wait to see what you two have to say, if you have anything to interesting to say at all”
Eddie backs off from the camera into the shadows as the feed dies off.