Post by freak on May 12, 2010 20:42:45 GMT -6
Instead of where we usually find him, at his home in San Diego, Jack Clinton instead is in the West Texas desert, standing alone.
There are times when you need to do things you may later come to regret and there are times when that's not necessary. Unfortunately, I've come to a point where I'm gonna have to do something I may later come to regret. But that's not entirely on me. Because fate wasn't kind and left me with a conundrum. One that I don't like dealing with but I must anyway.
Let's take a trip in the wayback machine to a few months ago. I'd been locked out of the championship picture. Chris Angel has the spot I'd held for a few weeks- the spot of the guy who is supposed to knock off Vincent Matthews and become Texas Champion. Now, for whatever reason, I managed to fail multiple times- largely due to things not of my own doing, but failures nonetheless. Angel got the job done where I couldn't and as a result, he's the Texas Champion. And a well deserving and respectable one at that.
But there was a silver lining in all of this- actually, two. The first was that our fair former champion was stupid enough to pull of a high risk move that would've made Sid Vicious jealous- if only he had suffered a severe compound leg fracture and ridded SNW of himself permanently- and opened up a gigantic can of worms. Because you would have to figure the former Texas Champion would be first in line.
And that brings me to silver lining number two. The Balance of Power match at Wrestlestock. I said for the entire two weeks leading up to Wrestlestock that I was going to win, that I was going to dominate, and that no one was going to stop me from climbing the scaffold and getting the briefcase. And what happened? I climbed the scaffold, and despite the best efforts of the wannabe James Jackson and the halfwit Matt Margera- oh, by the way, nice job joining up with that little gay ministy of hate, who are you kidding saying you're not a part of it- I grabbed the briefcase and got my shot. Now that I think about it perhaps this should've been silver lining number one, but whatever.
Now, once I had the Balance of Power contract in my hands I knew that I had to do something with it and quick. Because the longer I held the contract, the more of a target I became...and knowing just how unscrupulous people in the ring and, with one exception, people in the front office have been regarding me since I've been here, it might not have been a good thing. You may be asking, if you're new, why would they be looking to take it away from you? If you remember back when I first came here at the end of 2008, the Sports Nutz tried every trick in the book to keep me down and I rose above every single one. And I know that deep down inside, they haven't forgotten.
As far as wrestlers with no scruples are concerned, the one who's taken over the Vincent Matthews role in being the most unscrupulous wrestler in SNW today is James Jackson. And lord knows he didn't like losing to me in the Balance of Power match. And I knew that if given an opportunity he would try to take the contract from me. Hence, the match at the Main Event. I decided to play him for the fool. And lo and behold, he got another precious win against me...but in the end, what does it matter? Nothing. Because I have the Texas Championship shot and he doesn't. And at 4 Up I plan on making this a successful venture.
We all know the established points here. Chris Angel is the Texas Champion. I'm the #1 contender. He is one of my best friends in the business. We've all gotten to know that. But there are questions that some are going to raise- will we be able to put that aside? Can I do something to my best friend that I have done to so many others over the years? What of the friendship afterwards?
Let me put it to you like this- we've been there and done that before many many times over the years we've wrestled together and outside of the one incident I brought up some time ago it hasn't put a dent in anything. I'm not afraid to do anything that might potentially harm Chris Angel and I know he isn't afraid to do the same to me. We would be willing to put each other through whatever we need to to win a match.
And I know this much about Chris Angel- by the end of the night he's going to have to hand over at least one of the two titles he currently holds. And if my history with him is any indication he's going to do whatever it takes to make sure he leaves with the other. If my history with him is any indication, "whatever it takes" has a very broad definition. And if my history with him is any indication, I need to be prepared for anything and everything that Chris Angel, SNW Texas Heavyweight Champion, throws at me. But if my own history is any indication- my own recent history, to be absolutely specific- it's not going to matter much.
For the last year all I've heard about is how I have this big chip on my shoulder. That I'm the guy who just can't seem to get the big job done when it counts. That this opportunity that I grabbed with my bare hands atop a scaffold may well be the last chance that I ever get to be the top dog in SNW. It's time to silence the critics once and for all.
If I can't get it done this time, then I might as well stop and find something else to do. And if I have to go through my best friend to do it, well...so be it.
No hard feelings, Angel...but I can't guarantee that you're gonna like how the night turns out for you in two and a half weeks at 4 Up. I just can't.
Slow zoom out, then FTB.
There are times when you need to do things you may later come to regret and there are times when that's not necessary. Unfortunately, I've come to a point where I'm gonna have to do something I may later come to regret. But that's not entirely on me. Because fate wasn't kind and left me with a conundrum. One that I don't like dealing with but I must anyway.
Let's take a trip in the wayback machine to a few months ago. I'd been locked out of the championship picture. Chris Angel has the spot I'd held for a few weeks- the spot of the guy who is supposed to knock off Vincent Matthews and become Texas Champion. Now, for whatever reason, I managed to fail multiple times- largely due to things not of my own doing, but failures nonetheless. Angel got the job done where I couldn't and as a result, he's the Texas Champion. And a well deserving and respectable one at that.
But there was a silver lining in all of this- actually, two. The first was that our fair former champion was stupid enough to pull of a high risk move that would've made Sid Vicious jealous- if only he had suffered a severe compound leg fracture and ridded SNW of himself permanently- and opened up a gigantic can of worms. Because you would have to figure the former Texas Champion would be first in line.
And that brings me to silver lining number two. The Balance of Power match at Wrestlestock. I said for the entire two weeks leading up to Wrestlestock that I was going to win, that I was going to dominate, and that no one was going to stop me from climbing the scaffold and getting the briefcase. And what happened? I climbed the scaffold, and despite the best efforts of the wannabe James Jackson and the halfwit Matt Margera- oh, by the way, nice job joining up with that little gay ministy of hate, who are you kidding saying you're not a part of it- I grabbed the briefcase and got my shot. Now that I think about it perhaps this should've been silver lining number one, but whatever.
Now, once I had the Balance of Power contract in my hands I knew that I had to do something with it and quick. Because the longer I held the contract, the more of a target I became...and knowing just how unscrupulous people in the ring and, with one exception, people in the front office have been regarding me since I've been here, it might not have been a good thing. You may be asking, if you're new, why would they be looking to take it away from you? If you remember back when I first came here at the end of 2008, the Sports Nutz tried every trick in the book to keep me down and I rose above every single one. And I know that deep down inside, they haven't forgotten.
As far as wrestlers with no scruples are concerned, the one who's taken over the Vincent Matthews role in being the most unscrupulous wrestler in SNW today is James Jackson. And lord knows he didn't like losing to me in the Balance of Power match. And I knew that if given an opportunity he would try to take the contract from me. Hence, the match at the Main Event. I decided to play him for the fool. And lo and behold, he got another precious win against me...but in the end, what does it matter? Nothing. Because I have the Texas Championship shot and he doesn't. And at 4 Up I plan on making this a successful venture.
We all know the established points here. Chris Angel is the Texas Champion. I'm the #1 contender. He is one of my best friends in the business. We've all gotten to know that. But there are questions that some are going to raise- will we be able to put that aside? Can I do something to my best friend that I have done to so many others over the years? What of the friendship afterwards?
Let me put it to you like this- we've been there and done that before many many times over the years we've wrestled together and outside of the one incident I brought up some time ago it hasn't put a dent in anything. I'm not afraid to do anything that might potentially harm Chris Angel and I know he isn't afraid to do the same to me. We would be willing to put each other through whatever we need to to win a match.
And I know this much about Chris Angel- by the end of the night he's going to have to hand over at least one of the two titles he currently holds. And if my history with him is any indication he's going to do whatever it takes to make sure he leaves with the other. If my history with him is any indication, "whatever it takes" has a very broad definition. And if my history with him is any indication, I need to be prepared for anything and everything that Chris Angel, SNW Texas Heavyweight Champion, throws at me. But if my own history is any indication- my own recent history, to be absolutely specific- it's not going to matter much.
For the last year all I've heard about is how I have this big chip on my shoulder. That I'm the guy who just can't seem to get the big job done when it counts. That this opportunity that I grabbed with my bare hands atop a scaffold may well be the last chance that I ever get to be the top dog in SNW. It's time to silence the critics once and for all.
If I can't get it done this time, then I might as well stop and find something else to do. And if I have to go through my best friend to do it, well...so be it.
No hard feelings, Angel...but I can't guarantee that you're gonna like how the night turns out for you in two and a half weeks at 4 Up. I just can't.
Slow zoom out, then FTB.
