Post by La Familia Price on Jan 28, 2018 21:48:04 GMT -5
Well.
This past week didn't go as planned did it?
I mean I did what I said I was going to do for the most part, I went into that Man of Steel match and I whooped Ryan Shanes ass pillar to post the entire match but in the end.
End the end I got got.
I got caught, and I was forced to tap out.
It happens.
I’m not happy about it.
But it happens.
Shit that is.
Shit happens.
So to the IWF, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you have to suffer longer with a two bit champion.
I'm sorry I wasn’t able to elevate that title back to where it belongs, on the top of the mountain.
Ryan might think this is the end of our story.
It's not even the end of our chapter boy.
This was just an end of a page.
I'll be seeing you again.
At BLOODY ASSIZES 2016 I will get my rematch one way or another you WILL face me again. And next time, the ending will be much different.
We open up in some random gym in the UK because at this moment we have no idea what city we are in right now and I'm tired of making shit up. We can see Willy Carter with a camera in tow waiting outside the gym.
Willy Carter: "I was told he came in about an hour or so ago, he should be heading...oh here he is."
We see JFK exiting the gym, wearing a Young Guns tanktop and a pair of black Miami Heat shorts, he has a gym bag hanging over his shoulder by the strap, he sees Willy and just shakes his head.
JFK: "Willy Carter....here's a face I was hoping to never ever see again."
Willy Carter: "Good to see you again too James."
JFK: "JFK, only friends call me James, and you are not my friend."
Willy and James go way back, and it's never been friendly you can see that on Willy's face.
JFK: "Honestly, if IWF wants an interview that bad tell them to send Tiffany or Maria next time, I'd much rather look at them while answering stupid generic questions. Like..."How do you feel about your last match JFK?" Right Willy, was that your first question?"
Willy Carter: "N....yes."
JFK: "Well to answer that, since you can't even get the question out, Christ how do you still have a job? To answer that, I don't feel anything Willy. I lost, it happens. Time to move on and go to the next match. Speaking of, I hope you can be good for SOMETHING, who am I facing this week?"
Willy Carter: "Well that was my next question..."
JFK: "Of course it was, because you don't have an original bone in your body...anyways...go on, I'll let you pretend you know how to do your job, ask away."
Willy Carter: "I wanted to get your thoughts on your upcoming Fatal Four Way match this June 27th on Sacrifice."
JFK gives a mocking golf clap
JFK: "Wow that wasn’t half bad Willy, you even promoted the show and date good job....wait Fatal Four Way...again? Fuckin a, who's in the match this time?"
Willy Carter: "Derek Brooks..."
JFK laughs out loud.
JFK: "Brooks!? Really? Someone was able to pry the needle out of his ass and his face away from a mirror long enough to actually be in a match? Holy shit. Riddle me this Willy, how can a man call himself "Greatness" when he only shows up for work once a month?"
Willy Carter: "I...don't know."
JFK: "Of course you don't, you don't know anything unless it's written down on your que cards for you. I'll tell you the answer, its delusion. I mean sure, Brooks is one hell of a talent, dude can get it done in the ring no doubt about that, when he actually shows up that is. I mean the dude works less than our congress back in the states. Greatness my ass. Who's next Willy, come on snap to it who's next?"
Willy Carter: "Brock"
JFK: "Who?"
Willy Carter: "Brock. He just recently signed to the IWF."
JFK: "Never heard of him so he couldn’t have been that big of a free agent, not like when I signed. You know the advertising revenue doubled when I signed with the IWF right Willy? I'm the reason you are going to get a bonus this year you do know that right?"
Willy Carter: "Uh...thanks?"
JFK: "You’re welcome. But let me stop, I'm aware of Brock, somewhat. I've seen him running his mouth on twitter calling out us established vets like he's actually someone in this business, and quite honestly I'd have figured Rob Diamond would have killed him back stage by now. But seeing as he hasn’t, I guess I'll have to do it this week in the ring. A swift TKK to the chin should shut him up real quick. And if that doesn’t work, then I'll just have to put the child to sleep..... NEXT! Come on Willy keep up."
Willy Carter: "Next, the last man in the match, Nighthawk."
JFK grins at this one, that sly devilish grin of his.
JFK: "Nighthawk you say? Really? "The Wrestling Machine", "The Master of A Thousand Holds""
He makes the air quotes as he says Nighthawks nicknames.
JFK: "The chump who thinks he can just step over me to get a Man of Steel title shot? Oh, this is going to be real fun. I'm going to have a blast bashing this boy's face in. He really think's he deserves a title shot over me? Doesn’t he Willy?"
Willy Carter: "Well I haven’t talked to him personally but yeah I guess that's what he's been saying."
JFK gives Willy a pissed off look.
JFK: "Do you think he deserves a title shot Willy?"
Willy Carter: "I think..."
JFK: "That’s the problem Willy, we don't pay you to think, just to ask questions that a toddler could handle. Shut your mouth before I shut it for you, I'll answer the question, NO no he does NOT deserve a title shot. He may think he's entitled to one but he'd be wrong. I get my rematch, Ryan better go look at the contract again, because I made sure there was a rematch clause in there. I pay my lawyers a lot of money to protect my best interests. But hey, if Nighthawk thinks he is deserving of a shot, he can try to EARN it this week. IF...and this is a huge if Willy, almost as huge as that ass you call a head. IF Nighthawk can somehow beat ME....not Brock, not Brooks, but ME in this match, then I'll tell ya what, he can have the Man of Steel match before me.
But if he loses, to any of us, to especially Brock or Brooks, then get goes to the back of the line."
Willy Carter: "Well I can't speak for him..."
JFK: "Of course you can’t Willy, no one would be dumb enough to let you speak for them, no one. I'm surprised IWF even gave you a job. Seriously. Send Tiffany next time, at least she'd do this over drinks. You...."
JFK looks around.
JFK: "I mean really? In the middle of the street like you’re some TMZ paparazzi? You're a hack Willy. If I ever see you in front of me with a mic again I'll shove it so far up your ass your kids will have the Shure logo imprinted on their foreheads."
JFK storms off as Willy sighs a breath of relife.
Willy Carter: "That went better than expected...."
Before he can finish JFK turned back around and slaps the mic out of Willy's hand, he shakes his head.
JFK: "No one cares about your extra commentary. And who uses Shure anyways? Sennheiser only you fucking hack."
"May Sleep give you the courage to go on."
I don't sleep, because sleep is the cousin of Death.
But you three boy's better get all the rest you can, because you're going to need all the courage in the world to get in that ring with this Devil.
I don't care who I beat, who I drop on their head, whom ever I put the final nail into their dreams and aspirations.
I will get Ryan Shane back in that ring again.
And I WILL became the NEXT IWF Man of Steel champion.
The rest of you will just be footnotes in my history.
Sucks to be you.