Post by James Jackson on Mar 12, 2010 1:30:45 GMT -6
James Jackson is shown glaring at the view of a camera. He smirks as he starts to clap and smirks, slowly shaking his head. He stops his clap and continues to glare and slowly begins to speak.
"You know there was some doubt as to what exactly I was going to be doing come Wrestlestock. Had I been successful in winning the Von Erich Memorial title, I'm pretty certain I'd be defending it. Yet part of me felt I'm bigger than that. I'm surely better than that. I mean don't get me wrong I do plan on achieving the accomplishment of holding that title. Yet only to succeed in my grand quest. So when my shoulders were down on the mat even and the reality hit that I lost the match, I was put into contention into something a little different.
Instead of concentrating all my talents on one individual I have to focus on a group of individuals who all have their own set of flaws. Now I have two ways of going about this. I can claim that I'm James Jackson and I am the greater sign than any of you guys. Better than every single talent in this match, seeing as every person I've faced off in this contest, I hold a victory over. Yet what does that do for me. Just show that I surely don't lack any confidence. I mean yes I will admit I'm a cocky individual, yet when you look at my list of accomplishments I suppose I have ever right to be.
The second option is that I rant and go on and on and as Jack says ramble into boredom about each individual. I'm going to choose the second option yet instead of boring you all and continue to say the same stuff Jack Clinton says every week. I'm going to go a different route and actually make sense and string some sentences together that even Texans can understand.
The first person I'm going to go off on is Tyler Guevara, listen pal I admire your fight. I admire the fact that your standing for what you believe in. I admire the fact that you are rebeling against the man so to speak. You're going up against the authority and you are the very rebel that everyone just wishes they could be. However I want you to understand something when I say this as apparently you're either deaf or stupid. Perhaps you could be both, but I'm not here to judge you. I'm Canadian, I was born and raised in the country above the United States. I live in the United States, Los Angeles to be exact because that's were I train, and quite frankly its a lot sunnier in the city of angels than Calgary come December. So please understand I'm Canadian not American.
Andy Lionheart, another talent who I've come across in the past. UHW surely was a cesspool of people coming and going. Andy you're no different than anyone else who came out of the beloved hardcore promotion. Sure I called UHW my home for quite some time yet I could of cared less as to me it was a paycheck and a way for me to bring out the truth of who I am. Lionheart that name sure sounds familiar training and coming along in the dungeon. Yet Andy you might be the new face for hardcore wrestling. Bleeding for a lost cause, sweating for a lost belief that its the way to go. Understand me Andy you're talented, confused but talented. Yet I will not let you reign on my parade as the truth and the reality will be that technical wrestling always outweighs any form you come along with.
Versus Vince, the only person in this match that I have not come across prior to last week. You make some points how can I be an Anti-Hardcore Icon. Good question, quite simple I refuse to be looked upon as a hardcore wrestler. I refuse to accept that as something I am. Come to think of it I'm against it, I dislike it I refuse to be apart of it. Hence the anti part, Icon well that's quite simple kid. At 27 young years of age I'm a rising legend, not star legend, every single thing I do is being penciled in to those record books. I mean every single wrestling promotion I've stepped foot in I've made history. I'm an icon to every single fat out of shape 27 year old sitting in his parents basement coming up with how many stars my match deserves 4 or 5. I'm an icon because quite frankly I give this people a reason to pay their hard earned 9 to 5 money to see me lose. They hate me and I love it and its that simple Vince. You are the proverbial underdog, the little engine that could, and I am the one who shatters your dream, midnight strikes and cinderella fails in this fairy tale.
Jack Clinton, what can I say that hasn't already been said? I hate you, you hate me. You think I'm boring, I think you don't make sense. You think I ramble on, I think you put me to sleep. You talk about putting me into place, I talk about how you are full of crap. You want to turn the clock to a few weeks ago, what happen then? Nothing will change, it will be the same outcome as before Jack. Quite frankly as Stephen A would say I don't care what you think nor do I really care what you have to say. Its the same stuff that you said before. So we can go talk in circles yet it won't change a thing about the fact that I am the better wrestler. It won't deny the fact that in this year 2010 the scoreboard reads James Jackson 1 and Jack Clinton 0. Pretty damn clear to me Jack end of discussion.
This would mean that I have narrowed it down to one last person. Matt Margera you know what I think that we have never been on the same page. I don't think either one of us has ever had that sense of friendship come along at all. I don't think that we have ever believed that we could get along. That won't change either Matt, yet I'm trying to find out why don't I like you? Is it because you shop for your clothes at Wal Mart? Could it be that your bitchy girl has the Von Erich Memorial title now? Is it perhaps because you've gone on record and said your a Dallas Cowboys fan? I mean I'm not getting exactly why it is I don't like you. Yet maybe it just doesn't matter nor does it make a difference. You see Matt I don't like plan and simple.
I think I made sense as to what exactly I'm saying here. You individuals all don't hold the talent I have when it comes to wrestling in the square ring. Yet that really doesn't hold any merit when the object is to climb. The object isn't to be the best wrestler, the object really is to be lucky and not fall down. So I will try to be a little lucky climb up that scaffold and come one step closer to my quest being filled. I could care less as to actually who it is I have to throw off the damn thing. I do know that I will walk out of Arlington, Texas a winner. Not something the fans are accustomed too. March 27th mark it down I'm winning this damn thing and there isn't anyone who is going to stop me."
James Jackson bows his head down and glares at the camera and just smirks as the scene comes to an end
"You know there was some doubt as to what exactly I was going to be doing come Wrestlestock. Had I been successful in winning the Von Erich Memorial title, I'm pretty certain I'd be defending it. Yet part of me felt I'm bigger than that. I'm surely better than that. I mean don't get me wrong I do plan on achieving the accomplishment of holding that title. Yet only to succeed in my grand quest. So when my shoulders were down on the mat even and the reality hit that I lost the match, I was put into contention into something a little different.
Instead of concentrating all my talents on one individual I have to focus on a group of individuals who all have their own set of flaws. Now I have two ways of going about this. I can claim that I'm James Jackson and I am the greater sign than any of you guys. Better than every single talent in this match, seeing as every person I've faced off in this contest, I hold a victory over. Yet what does that do for me. Just show that I surely don't lack any confidence. I mean yes I will admit I'm a cocky individual, yet when you look at my list of accomplishments I suppose I have ever right to be.
The second option is that I rant and go on and on and as Jack says ramble into boredom about each individual. I'm going to choose the second option yet instead of boring you all and continue to say the same stuff Jack Clinton says every week. I'm going to go a different route and actually make sense and string some sentences together that even Texans can understand.
The first person I'm going to go off on is Tyler Guevara, listen pal I admire your fight. I admire the fact that your standing for what you believe in. I admire the fact that you are rebeling against the man so to speak. You're going up against the authority and you are the very rebel that everyone just wishes they could be. However I want you to understand something when I say this as apparently you're either deaf or stupid. Perhaps you could be both, but I'm not here to judge you. I'm Canadian, I was born and raised in the country above the United States. I live in the United States, Los Angeles to be exact because that's were I train, and quite frankly its a lot sunnier in the city of angels than Calgary come December. So please understand I'm Canadian not American.
Andy Lionheart, another talent who I've come across in the past. UHW surely was a cesspool of people coming and going. Andy you're no different than anyone else who came out of the beloved hardcore promotion. Sure I called UHW my home for quite some time yet I could of cared less as to me it was a paycheck and a way for me to bring out the truth of who I am. Lionheart that name sure sounds familiar training and coming along in the dungeon. Yet Andy you might be the new face for hardcore wrestling. Bleeding for a lost cause, sweating for a lost belief that its the way to go. Understand me Andy you're talented, confused but talented. Yet I will not let you reign on my parade as the truth and the reality will be that technical wrestling always outweighs any form you come along with.
Versus Vince, the only person in this match that I have not come across prior to last week. You make some points how can I be an Anti-Hardcore Icon. Good question, quite simple I refuse to be looked upon as a hardcore wrestler. I refuse to accept that as something I am. Come to think of it I'm against it, I dislike it I refuse to be apart of it. Hence the anti part, Icon well that's quite simple kid. At 27 young years of age I'm a rising legend, not star legend, every single thing I do is being penciled in to those record books. I mean every single wrestling promotion I've stepped foot in I've made history. I'm an icon to every single fat out of shape 27 year old sitting in his parents basement coming up with how many stars my match deserves 4 or 5. I'm an icon because quite frankly I give this people a reason to pay their hard earned 9 to 5 money to see me lose. They hate me and I love it and its that simple Vince. You are the proverbial underdog, the little engine that could, and I am the one who shatters your dream, midnight strikes and cinderella fails in this fairy tale.
Jack Clinton, what can I say that hasn't already been said? I hate you, you hate me. You think I'm boring, I think you don't make sense. You think I ramble on, I think you put me to sleep. You talk about putting me into place, I talk about how you are full of crap. You want to turn the clock to a few weeks ago, what happen then? Nothing will change, it will be the same outcome as before Jack. Quite frankly as Stephen A would say I don't care what you think nor do I really care what you have to say. Its the same stuff that you said before. So we can go talk in circles yet it won't change a thing about the fact that I am the better wrestler. It won't deny the fact that in this year 2010 the scoreboard reads James Jackson 1 and Jack Clinton 0. Pretty damn clear to me Jack end of discussion.
This would mean that I have narrowed it down to one last person. Matt Margera you know what I think that we have never been on the same page. I don't think either one of us has ever had that sense of friendship come along at all. I don't think that we have ever believed that we could get along. That won't change either Matt, yet I'm trying to find out why don't I like you? Is it because you shop for your clothes at Wal Mart? Could it be that your bitchy girl has the Von Erich Memorial title now? Is it perhaps because you've gone on record and said your a Dallas Cowboys fan? I mean I'm not getting exactly why it is I don't like you. Yet maybe it just doesn't matter nor does it make a difference. You see Matt I don't like plan and simple.
I think I made sense as to what exactly I'm saying here. You individuals all don't hold the talent I have when it comes to wrestling in the square ring. Yet that really doesn't hold any merit when the object is to climb. The object isn't to be the best wrestler, the object really is to be lucky and not fall down. So I will try to be a little lucky climb up that scaffold and come one step closer to my quest being filled. I could care less as to actually who it is I have to throw off the damn thing. I do know that I will walk out of Arlington, Texas a winner. Not something the fans are accustomed too. March 27th mark it down I'm winning this damn thing and there isn't anyone who is going to stop me."
James Jackson bows his head down and glares at the camera and just smirks as the scene comes to an end
