Post by fowler on May 15, 2023 10:15:20 GMT -5
We join the scene of Billy Fowler sat in the back of a black London taxicab. He’s scrolling through his phone, taking the time to stop an examine the content of the screen every few seconds. Next to him sits a very awkward looking cameraman who is recording the scene.
Fowler pauses and shows the screen of the phone to the guy.
Fowler: “What about her?”
The camera clearly picks up that he is scrolling through a website which is used for the acquiring of escorts. One the screen is an attractive blonde woman in fancy lace underwear.
The Cameraman’s face glows with a blush of red and he shakes his head in embarrassment.
Fowler follows up with a sign.
Fowler: “Bloody hell… I need to find a couple of hookers so I can stage a scene as cool as the one that sub-PAR had in his recent social media post! And you’re giving me no help.
Maybe I should give up and think of something else.”
He looks around the back of the taxi and then smiles to himself. He lowers the window and waits until he spots an attractive woman on the side of the road.
Fowler: “Hey driver, slow down a second.”
As the cab slows, Fowler leans out of the window and hails the woman.
Fowler: “Alright love? Where you going?”
The woman takes a look at the taxi and spots the cameraman. She backs up in shock and shouts expletives in response. Fowler shrugs and the driver pulls away.
Driver: “Oi mate, this is a real Taxi! You know that right?”
Fowler: “Sorry mate, I’m just desperate to be cool and relevant… isn’t that right Preston?”
As he says the name of his opponent, Fowler turns his head and addresses the camera lens.
Fowler: “I’m just so old has-been am I? clinging onto my friends to make me relevant.
You mean just like you have to cling onto your friends in the High Rollers Club?
Let me tell you a little secret Preston. I rate you.
I think you’re one of the most interesting people on this roster. You actually entertain me and you have a thread of originality, which is more than I can say for your leader Wesley Crane.
In my opinion you would be better off cutting ties with Wesley and going your way, you would have that world title off him in a heartbeat.
But I digress…
This is about you and me. The second time we get to lock horns, and this time I hope there will be no shenanigans.
You know that last time the end was far from clean, and this time out I want to know who the better man between us really is.
Because so far Preston you’ve talked a good game but calling me a has-been and irrelevant is an overestimation pal.
See it’s easy to make yourself look like the coolest cat in town by filming yourself with a couple of birds on your bed and claim it makes you more relevant than me but the fact remains the same Preston. Compare us on our wrestling record and you are still sub-PAR.
Do I take pride on being an ex-champion? Damn right I do!
Why? Because I built this place! My blood, my sweat, my tears. The fact that Mr Blood seems to have forgotten that is by-the-by, it’s reality brother!
You can claim that makes me a has been all you want, but it’s simply the fact that I care about my legacy, one that cements my place among the best on the world.
Are the Bastards old men? We’d probably love to deny it, but the truth is, we have been doing this longer than pretty much anyone else in this business. People have come and gone but we remain the constant and that Preston is why we are as good as we are. It’s why we continue to be the most talked about thing in this business and it’s why no matter what we do, everyone feels the need to bitch us out.
I mean shit Preston, I bet even if you do beat me fair and square, there will be some sort of fucking conspiracy theory of how the Bastards are trying to undermine the federation, or take the piss out of you and your paper champion. Because people can’t help but bemoan the fact that we are the kings of this shit. We play federations and rosters like fiddles wherever we go.
The difference is you know that…don’t you.
I look at you and I see someone who gets it. You know the score and you’re willing to go the extra mile to use our own shit against us and beat us.
And we welcome that with open arms. We’ve been waiting so long for a challenge here that we were starting to grow tired.
Havok got kicked out of the scene by Blood months ago and since then it’s been a hard press to find someone with something worth saying.
So please Preston, bring your absolute A-game against me. I need this, the Bastards need this, Wrestle: UK needs this.”
Fowler pauses and shows the screen of the phone to the guy.
Fowler: “What about her?”
The camera clearly picks up that he is scrolling through a website which is used for the acquiring of escorts. One the screen is an attractive blonde woman in fancy lace underwear.
The Cameraman’s face glows with a blush of red and he shakes his head in embarrassment.
Fowler follows up with a sign.
Fowler: “Bloody hell… I need to find a couple of hookers so I can stage a scene as cool as the one that sub-PAR had in his recent social media post! And you’re giving me no help.
Maybe I should give up and think of something else.”
He looks around the back of the taxi and then smiles to himself. He lowers the window and waits until he spots an attractive woman on the side of the road.
Fowler: “Hey driver, slow down a second.”
As the cab slows, Fowler leans out of the window and hails the woman.
Fowler: “Alright love? Where you going?”
The woman takes a look at the taxi and spots the cameraman. She backs up in shock and shouts expletives in response. Fowler shrugs and the driver pulls away.
Driver: “Oi mate, this is a real Taxi! You know that right?”
Fowler: “Sorry mate, I’m just desperate to be cool and relevant… isn’t that right Preston?”
As he says the name of his opponent, Fowler turns his head and addresses the camera lens.
Fowler: “I’m just so old has-been am I? clinging onto my friends to make me relevant.
You mean just like you have to cling onto your friends in the High Rollers Club?
Let me tell you a little secret Preston. I rate you.
I think you’re one of the most interesting people on this roster. You actually entertain me and you have a thread of originality, which is more than I can say for your leader Wesley Crane.
In my opinion you would be better off cutting ties with Wesley and going your way, you would have that world title off him in a heartbeat.
But I digress…
This is about you and me. The second time we get to lock horns, and this time I hope there will be no shenanigans.
You know that last time the end was far from clean, and this time out I want to know who the better man between us really is.
Because so far Preston you’ve talked a good game but calling me a has-been and irrelevant is an overestimation pal.
See it’s easy to make yourself look like the coolest cat in town by filming yourself with a couple of birds on your bed and claim it makes you more relevant than me but the fact remains the same Preston. Compare us on our wrestling record and you are still sub-PAR.
Do I take pride on being an ex-champion? Damn right I do!
Why? Because I built this place! My blood, my sweat, my tears. The fact that Mr Blood seems to have forgotten that is by-the-by, it’s reality brother!
You can claim that makes me a has been all you want, but it’s simply the fact that I care about my legacy, one that cements my place among the best on the world.
Are the Bastards old men? We’d probably love to deny it, but the truth is, we have been doing this longer than pretty much anyone else in this business. People have come and gone but we remain the constant and that Preston is why we are as good as we are. It’s why we continue to be the most talked about thing in this business and it’s why no matter what we do, everyone feels the need to bitch us out.
I mean shit Preston, I bet even if you do beat me fair and square, there will be some sort of fucking conspiracy theory of how the Bastards are trying to undermine the federation, or take the piss out of you and your paper champion. Because people can’t help but bemoan the fact that we are the kings of this shit. We play federations and rosters like fiddles wherever we go.
The difference is you know that…don’t you.
I look at you and I see someone who gets it. You know the score and you’re willing to go the extra mile to use our own shit against us and beat us.
And we welcome that with open arms. We’ve been waiting so long for a challenge here that we were starting to grow tired.
Havok got kicked out of the scene by Blood months ago and since then it’s been a hard press to find someone with something worth saying.
So please Preston, bring your absolute A-game against me. I need this, the Bastards need this, Wrestle: UK needs this.”
