TSiegel
I spoil things.
Music plays in the backround, much to the tune and lyrics of Eminem's smash hit, "Lose yourself" of the hit motion picture 8 Mile.)
~Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted, in One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?~
(Music stops)
Voice: What about it? Wouldja let it slip? Couldja let it slip?
(Cameron Cruise slowly steps into view from the left wearing an old Metallica shirt showing the four members crossing their forearms, Black jeans, and a pair of Anarchy shade to complete the ensemble)
The same thing kinda applies to us all doesn't it gentlemen?
One night.
One Shot.
One opportunity to give your *ABSOLUTE* best so as to achieve a dream opportunity, be it your first dance or your re-match of sorts.....
(drags his thumb across his throat)
....and destroy others.
A lot of people seem to have the idea that I generally look past my opponents to deal with other's down the line.
That by itself is a BRUTAL mistake by taking that chance.
In the past I have always gone by who's in front of me, irregardless of the consequences.
Now? Battle of the Belts? Nothing changes.
I have possibly two matches to take care of, while I'm sure there's others who have three.
The fact of the matter is this: I have one goal, very easily achievable for some. Others may not have the best time.
One 8-man tag match. One side is myself, Rabesque, Nathan Cross and Nathan Storm. The other....the Muffin man, Hiroshi. TSunami, Ryp Fandango, and JJ Deville.
Gentlemen, you all heard me before. Once the bell rings I'm all business. Nothing personal.
However, for other people it just may not be that way.
Troy Windham.
Before Battle of The Belts, before today for that matter....I never had beef with you.
Fact o' the matter is, I don't really have one now. The only thing I believe I have to say to you, is simply this.
Don't talk the talk. *WALK THE WALK*.
Now before you bite my head off with reasons of obvious record titles and and victories, let me make something very clear to you, right here, right now.
(Cruise takes off the shades, placing them in his pocket.)
You are not Mr. CSWA.
Not you, not me.
Now, you might say something like "Why the hell not? I earned it, I should be able to own up to it."
No, you shouldn't and I'll tell you why.
Because what about the IRONMAN winners? They wrestled plenty....and came out on top. Now that I mention it, what about at Battle of the Belts? One guy has to go through not eight, nine, or ten men, but twenty, not to mention the lucky men who have a belt to defend as well.
Lucky them.
(puts shades back on)
But like I said before it's nothing personal at all.
Troy, you seem to have it in mind that you're gonna pay a visit to Mark, as the number one contender.
I gotta tell ya man, I wish you the best of luck....*if* that happens, because I know, that even if you *ARE* Mister CSWA.....
You can't see the future.
But even so, if it doesn't happen....don't look for me to pity you.
Don't look for ANYONE to pity you.
Why?
Because you Troy....
*YOU*....set forth your own tone on how things will go.
On a personal note....I hope to see you in the Battle Royale.
Grab your partners Gentlemen.....
It's time to DANCE.
Fade
~Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted, in One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?~
(Music stops)
Voice: What about it? Wouldja let it slip? Couldja let it slip?
(Cameron Cruise slowly steps into view from the left wearing an old Metallica shirt showing the four members crossing their forearms, Black jeans, and a pair of Anarchy shade to complete the ensemble)
The same thing kinda applies to us all doesn't it gentlemen?
One night.
One Shot.
One opportunity to give your *ABSOLUTE* best so as to achieve a dream opportunity, be it your first dance or your re-match of sorts.....
(drags his thumb across his throat)
....and destroy others.
A lot of people seem to have the idea that I generally look past my opponents to deal with other's down the line.
That by itself is a BRUTAL mistake by taking that chance.
In the past I have always gone by who's in front of me, irregardless of the consequences.
Now? Battle of the Belts? Nothing changes.
I have possibly two matches to take care of, while I'm sure there's others who have three.
The fact of the matter is this: I have one goal, very easily achievable for some. Others may not have the best time.
One 8-man tag match. One side is myself, Rabesque, Nathan Cross and Nathan Storm. The other....the Muffin man, Hiroshi. TSunami, Ryp Fandango, and JJ Deville.
Gentlemen, you all heard me before. Once the bell rings I'm all business. Nothing personal.
However, for other people it just may not be that way.
Troy Windham.
Before Battle of The Belts, before today for that matter....I never had beef with you.
Fact o' the matter is, I don't really have one now. The only thing I believe I have to say to you, is simply this.
Don't talk the talk. *WALK THE WALK*.
Now before you bite my head off with reasons of obvious record titles and and victories, let me make something very clear to you, right here, right now.
(Cruise takes off the shades, placing them in his pocket.)
You are not Mr. CSWA.
Not you, not me.
Now, you might say something like "Why the hell not? I earned it, I should be able to own up to it."
No, you shouldn't and I'll tell you why.
Because what about the IRONMAN winners? They wrestled plenty....and came out on top. Now that I mention it, what about at Battle of the Belts? One guy has to go through not eight, nine, or ten men, but twenty, not to mention the lucky men who have a belt to defend as well.
Lucky them.
(puts shades back on)
But like I said before it's nothing personal at all.
Troy, you seem to have it in mind that you're gonna pay a visit to Mark, as the number one contender.
I gotta tell ya man, I wish you the best of luck....*if* that happens, because I know, that even if you *ARE* Mister CSWA.....
You can't see the future.
But even so, if it doesn't happen....don't look for me to pity you.
Don't look for ANYONE to pity you.
Why?
Because you Troy....
*YOU*....set forth your own tone on how things will go.
On a personal note....I hope to see you in the Battle Royale.
Grab your partners Gentlemen.....
It's time to DANCE.
Fade