"There are always new mountains to climb, always new challenges to overcome."
- - - - - - -
It's over, finally....
For now.
For months now the specter of Shane Southern hung in the air. Inevitability was coming fast.
Or so they said.
Historically very few champions had survived a pay per view title defense. The overwhelming desire for change was a constant when the driving force of a popular figure found his opening and took his shot.
DAN RYAN had escaped this time.
Momentum brought Shane Southern to him and very nearly took the World title won almost nine months ago, yet defended only three times since.
The match was won not on a devastating flurry of offense from the champ, but from a defensive maneuver meant only for survival. Experience won the day.
This time.
And now....a new challenge.
An entirely new challenge altogether.
No advantage in experience this time.
No chance of a rookie mistake saving the title.
Nothing but an oppurtunity to cement his reign as one to be revered....
One to be noticed....
One to be respected......
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FADE IN
A CSWA backdrop where DAN RYAN stands in front, belt around his waist - sunglasses drawn down over his eyes.
Ryan: "Another day, another challenge."
"It seems, Tom that the esteemed Mr. Merritt is trying to make up for lost time. For the first six months of my reign there was barely a match to be had....for any of us. Yet in the last month there have been three defenses of this belt....."
Taps the belt....
"And with May coming up, another in line."
"For the second time in as many months I'm defending the belt against an entirely new foe. Yet where Hornet and I have some small history together, you and I have none whatsoever."
"This is a match of simple oppurtunity."
"The oppurtunity is yours altogether."
"There is no grudge to settle, no blood feud to decide. There is simply the matter of a chance to walk out with the World Title, and the chance for two of the best to test themselves against a new foe."
"There's no doubt in my mind, Tom that you are among the finest technical wrestlers in the world both past and present."
"There's also no doubt in my mind that I can go with the best of them in the same realm of expertise. From time to time, all of the various suplex combinations have a little more impact when executed with the power of a six-foot-eight, three hundred pound man behind them."
"But I'm not trying to intimidate you, Tom."
"I wouldn't be so trite as to bother trying to prove superiority with words."
"Honestly, everything there is to know about Tom Adler is firmly on celluloid for the world to see should they so choose."
"You can easily say the same for me, should you be as resourceful as you can be."
"The bottom line is, no one is sneaking up on anyone in this match."
"We'll find out, straight up....who is the better man."
"Who deserves to be called World Champion?"
"Whatever the result, I'll relish the new challenge..."
"I know you'll make it worth my while."
FADE OUT....
- - - - - - -
It's over, finally....
For now.
For months now the specter of Shane Southern hung in the air. Inevitability was coming fast.
Or so they said.
Historically very few champions had survived a pay per view title defense. The overwhelming desire for change was a constant when the driving force of a popular figure found his opening and took his shot.
DAN RYAN had escaped this time.
Momentum brought Shane Southern to him and very nearly took the World title won almost nine months ago, yet defended only three times since.
The match was won not on a devastating flurry of offense from the champ, but from a defensive maneuver meant only for survival. Experience won the day.
This time.
And now....a new challenge.
An entirely new challenge altogether.
No advantage in experience this time.
No chance of a rookie mistake saving the title.
Nothing but an oppurtunity to cement his reign as one to be revered....
One to be noticed....
One to be respected......
- - - - - -
FADE IN
A CSWA backdrop where DAN RYAN stands in front, belt around his waist - sunglasses drawn down over his eyes.
Ryan: "Another day, another challenge."
"It seems, Tom that the esteemed Mr. Merritt is trying to make up for lost time. For the first six months of my reign there was barely a match to be had....for any of us. Yet in the last month there have been three defenses of this belt....."
Taps the belt....
"And with May coming up, another in line."
"For the second time in as many months I'm defending the belt against an entirely new foe. Yet where Hornet and I have some small history together, you and I have none whatsoever."
"This is a match of simple oppurtunity."
"The oppurtunity is yours altogether."
"There is no grudge to settle, no blood feud to decide. There is simply the matter of a chance to walk out with the World Title, and the chance for two of the best to test themselves against a new foe."
"There's no doubt in my mind, Tom that you are among the finest technical wrestlers in the world both past and present."
"There's also no doubt in my mind that I can go with the best of them in the same realm of expertise. From time to time, all of the various suplex combinations have a little more impact when executed with the power of a six-foot-eight, three hundred pound man behind them."
"But I'm not trying to intimidate you, Tom."
"I wouldn't be so trite as to bother trying to prove superiority with words."
"Honestly, everything there is to know about Tom Adler is firmly on celluloid for the world to see should they so choose."
"You can easily say the same for me, should you be as resourceful as you can be."
"The bottom line is, no one is sneaking up on anyone in this match."
"We'll find out, straight up....who is the better man."
"Who deserves to be called World Champion?"
"Whatever the result, I'll relish the new challenge..."
"I know you'll make it worth my while."
FADE OUT....