Post by fowler on Dec 20, 2022 6:59:59 GMT -5
Fowler sits back into leather armchair from which he has just been watching Wesley Crane’s latest scathing promo. He closes the web browser on his mobile and places on a small table beside him.
“Well Wesley Cran, oh sorry let me correct myself because it is Crane isn’t it. It must be hard for someone with an ego as large as yours to have people getting your name wrong. Maybe it’s a sign off how truly unremarkable you are.
Where do I start Wesley? I’ll be honest with you; this is a new situation for me. For a couple reasons.
Firstly I finally have someone to fill the space left by Eddie Havoc after I beat him, and secondly because I’m not used to someone trying to play me at my own game.
Your shots at me play out right from the Bastard’s handbook mate… are you sure you’re not a bigger fan of us than you are making out to be?
The problem is that you seem very misguided, and I can appreciate that the nerves and excitement might be getting to you ahead of your big opportunity. Especially when it falls right in the middle of Christmas. Sweet baby Jesus in the manger! First, I can’t enjoy the World Cup and now Mr Blood is ruining my Christmas.
Well you asked me to show up, claiming that I’m some ghost. Well, here I am boy. You see I always show up when the stakes are high, and high they are right now. So don’t worry, you have my full attention and can wipe those tears from your eyes.
You know, for someone who claims that they are more deserving than me you whine an awful lot. Apparently, I’m not allowed time off, you see that is where you are wrong mate. When you are the pinnacle of this sport, you can do whatever the hell you want. If I want to spend my off day by the pool with some ladies, I’ll do it. If I want to spend it hiding Frank Windsor’s clothes around the hotel, so he must check out naked, I’ll do it.
At the heart of your little rant, which is exactly what that was, an irate, ill-conceived rant, was a very big error. You seem to have confused being the face of Wrestle: UK with being a “Face”.
Well look at you, being all cute and using insider terms like “Face” and “Heel”. You’ll be crying about me breaking “Kayfabe” next!
The problem is Wesley, I’ve never claimed to be a “Face”. I’ve never even claimed to be a “Heel”. What I am is a bastard. And as such a traverse the grey in-between. You need to study the tapes, if you do you will see for months me and my friends have been putting this company on notice that the normal rules don’t apply here anymore.
Wrestle: UK is the Bastards promotion, we own the gold and we call the shots. That doesn’t make us the good guys or the bad guys, it makes us the necessity that ensures that this promotion gets the big pay-per-view buy rates, the big trends on social media and that all the boys and girls in the back get paid. That includes you Wesley, so you’re welcome.
I don’t mind you trying to “work”… quick sound the insider term alarm, there goes another one!
I don’t mind you trying to work that I’m the face and you’re the heel. But you could at least make it clear which part you’re trying to play!
You just attempted to cut a heel promo on me where your lines of attacked were that I’m not a very good face, I act like a heel, I’m weak and lazy. Do you honestly think that makes you sound like a credible threat to me?
All it does is make you sound like a whiney little child, and I’ll be honest I’m done with entertaining the cries of children.
So let’s me show you how it’s done Wesley.
You’ve walked into my world, and setup camp for yourself on my show. You’ve taken every opportunity to stick your nose where it doesn’t belong and cheap shot yourself into be relevant.
Well congratulations Mr Blood has made you relevant by giving you an opportunity to face me on the biggest stage to close out the year. That chair shot that you complained about I had warned you about, you’ll remember that I promised you a receipt for your attack against me.
I gave you the taster last week Wesley and now it’s almost time for the main course to be served. A nice thick slice of shut the fuck up, with a side portion of blood all over your broken body, covered in lashings of get back in your place sauce.
Your biggest problem Wesley is you love to talk, you clearly can’t get enough of your own voice. But you seem to have a big problem with listening. I had a friend when I was younger who was much the same, and his parents said he was a visual learner.
Maybe you’re a visual learner too?
So, here’s my promise to you Wesley. I will ensure that you understand everything I’ve just said and how things work here in Wrestle: UK. I won’t use words that confuse you or that your mind can’t contain and process. Instead, I’ll meet you on your level.
I’ll look you dead in the eye in that ring and with every punch, ever hold and every slam I’ll show you exactly what you need to understand.
I’ll show you.”
“Well Wesley Cran, oh sorry let me correct myself because it is Crane isn’t it. It must be hard for someone with an ego as large as yours to have people getting your name wrong. Maybe it’s a sign off how truly unremarkable you are.
Where do I start Wesley? I’ll be honest with you; this is a new situation for me. For a couple reasons.
Firstly I finally have someone to fill the space left by Eddie Havoc after I beat him, and secondly because I’m not used to someone trying to play me at my own game.
Your shots at me play out right from the Bastard’s handbook mate… are you sure you’re not a bigger fan of us than you are making out to be?
The problem is that you seem very misguided, and I can appreciate that the nerves and excitement might be getting to you ahead of your big opportunity. Especially when it falls right in the middle of Christmas. Sweet baby Jesus in the manger! First, I can’t enjoy the World Cup and now Mr Blood is ruining my Christmas.
Well you asked me to show up, claiming that I’m some ghost. Well, here I am boy. You see I always show up when the stakes are high, and high they are right now. So don’t worry, you have my full attention and can wipe those tears from your eyes.
You know, for someone who claims that they are more deserving than me you whine an awful lot. Apparently, I’m not allowed time off, you see that is where you are wrong mate. When you are the pinnacle of this sport, you can do whatever the hell you want. If I want to spend my off day by the pool with some ladies, I’ll do it. If I want to spend it hiding Frank Windsor’s clothes around the hotel, so he must check out naked, I’ll do it.
At the heart of your little rant, which is exactly what that was, an irate, ill-conceived rant, was a very big error. You seem to have confused being the face of Wrestle: UK with being a “Face”.
Well look at you, being all cute and using insider terms like “Face” and “Heel”. You’ll be crying about me breaking “Kayfabe” next!
The problem is Wesley, I’ve never claimed to be a “Face”. I’ve never even claimed to be a “Heel”. What I am is a bastard. And as such a traverse the grey in-between. You need to study the tapes, if you do you will see for months me and my friends have been putting this company on notice that the normal rules don’t apply here anymore.
Wrestle: UK is the Bastards promotion, we own the gold and we call the shots. That doesn’t make us the good guys or the bad guys, it makes us the necessity that ensures that this promotion gets the big pay-per-view buy rates, the big trends on social media and that all the boys and girls in the back get paid. That includes you Wesley, so you’re welcome.
I don’t mind you trying to “work”… quick sound the insider term alarm, there goes another one!
I don’t mind you trying to work that I’m the face and you’re the heel. But you could at least make it clear which part you’re trying to play!
You just attempted to cut a heel promo on me where your lines of attacked were that I’m not a very good face, I act like a heel, I’m weak and lazy. Do you honestly think that makes you sound like a credible threat to me?
All it does is make you sound like a whiney little child, and I’ll be honest I’m done with entertaining the cries of children.
So let’s me show you how it’s done Wesley.
You’ve walked into my world, and setup camp for yourself on my show. You’ve taken every opportunity to stick your nose where it doesn’t belong and cheap shot yourself into be relevant.
Well congratulations Mr Blood has made you relevant by giving you an opportunity to face me on the biggest stage to close out the year. That chair shot that you complained about I had warned you about, you’ll remember that I promised you a receipt for your attack against me.
I gave you the taster last week Wesley and now it’s almost time for the main course to be served. A nice thick slice of shut the fuck up, with a side portion of blood all over your broken body, covered in lashings of get back in your place sauce.
Your biggest problem Wesley is you love to talk, you clearly can’t get enough of your own voice. But you seem to have a big problem with listening. I had a friend when I was younger who was much the same, and his parents said he was a visual learner.
Maybe you’re a visual learner too?
So, here’s my promise to you Wesley. I will ensure that you understand everything I’ve just said and how things work here in Wrestle: UK. I won’t use words that confuse you or that your mind can’t contain and process. Instead, I’ll meet you on your level.
I’ll look you dead in the eye in that ring and with every punch, ever hold and every slam I’ll show you exactly what you need to understand.
I’ll show you.”
