Post by freak on Mar 17, 2010 1:26:56 GMT -6
Once again, we join Jack Clinton at his home in San Diego.
Now, after all is said and done I finally hear from two of the people that I finally wanted to hear from. The up and coming Versus Vince, and the bottom feeding Matt Margera. This is the thing that I've been waiting so long to do- to address them both. I mean, I've already been down this path with everybody else involved. It should only be right/fair that I finally have something to say to the last two people here.
I'm gonna go with Versus Vince first. First of all, I'm gonna give you a big hand for catching on my drift calling Tyler Guevara Paco Mexicano. Mexicana, though, is pretty good, I'll say. He sure talks and whines and screams like a woman, and most of us who took a foreign language in our school years know what it means when an "a" is at the end of a word. I like the cut of your jib and you know that damn well. And lord knows your day is coming.
Unfortunately, Vince, what you don't either seem to realize or want to realize is that you're way in over your head here. It isn't just me that you've gotta deal with. There's four people in there that are just as hungry as you are, and James Jackson, who want that title shot just as much as you do. And you know what? There is no one in this match who's hungrier than me. We've been over this, and I'm not gonna go into any greater detail than I already have. But let me just reiterate the key point here- I've been through WAY too much to come up short again. You need to realize that.
You see, Vince, if you have a failing, it's that you don't seem to realize that the world right now isn't revolving around you. And I must say, listening to what you were saying, it seems that perhaps there's somewhat of a reality check is in order for you. So I'm gonna bring it to you in two stints. One will be here, one will be in the building when we go at it in the Balance of Power match. So let's get this started.
You want to talk a good game about me. About Margera. About everybody else. And most of us who know you or have at least seen you in the ring over the last few weeks, we know you might have a little teensy bit of room to be doing so. But the facts are that when it comes to experience in big matches, you're kind of lacking. And if being in a match with people like who are gonna be standing across from you at WrestleStock isn't going to make you automatically humble...well, then maybe there's gonna be something coming your way that is going to humble you.
I'm gonna tell you this one time and one time only, so I hope you listen to me. The mistake that you're making is that you think, at least in my case, that I'm not gonna be able to back up all these words that I've thrown out there. If you really do believe that, then I do feel sorry for you. Because all that potential you have- all that I give you credit for- is not going to help you out. And I guarantee you this- that you're not going to even come close to sniffing an opportunity to make this mistake again. Wise up and wise up quick, Vince.
And now on to the one man who I despise more than anything in this match. The scourge of the earth. The bottom feeding champion. The man who helped, with his actions and suggestions, to sabotage something that I had worked and worked and worked to make seem at least a little like a threat- which is about as far from what I wanted. A man who somehow wormed his way into this match. Matt. Freaking. Margera. I shudder just hearing his name.
Let me tell you something right now, Matt. I don't care what you did in the past, I don't care how many titles you won, and I don't care what ability you have. To me you have about as much worth as dandruff on a corpse. Because no man who's caused as much harm to my reputation, my standing in the world, my livelihood as you have over the last six months is worthy of any spot within 1000 feet of me, never mind being in the same match as me.
You don't know how long that I've waited to get my hands on you in a wrestling match. Ever since that day where you and Wench both turned your backs on me, I've been counting the months. The days. The weeks. The hours. The minutes. The seconds. Every single decimal percentage of those seconds. There have only been two people since I've been here that I've wanted to just eviscerate in the middle of the ring....and if there's justice, in due course I'll have done it to both of them.
You wanna talk about how your mission in life is to save others from themselves? Perhaps instead you should be saving us from ever having to watch you in the ring again. Let's face facts here, Matt. You're useless in the ring. You're useless in the wrestling biz. Hell, I'm willing to bet if I asked Wench- if I ever wanted to talk to that dwarf bitch again, which I don't- she'd probably tell me that you were just as useless in bed. Come on, Matt, don't you see that she's just using you and whatever potency you think you have to get back at Hellspawn for all the crap he's done to her over the years? She left him standing, she left me standing, and you know damn well that she's gonna do it to you. And then what's gonna happen? You're just gonna be a bitter, broken shell of a man that's gonna have to go back to Tommy Riching your way through the business.
Matt, if you really had any balls whatsoever, you'd find someone else to take your place in this match. You'd save you from yourself, not to mention the absolute bloody beatdown you're going to get from me once I lay my eyes on you. You know how Roddy Piper used to say to Hogan back a decade ago, that he was going to make Mike Tyson look like a vegetarian? I'm gonna take that in a different direction. I'm gonna make the beating Ivan Drago gave Apollo Creed in Rocky IV look tame. I'm gonna make the beating Emile Griffith laid on Benny Paret the night he killed him look like an innocent little sparring match. I'M GONNA MAKE YOUR MOTHER WISH SHE HAD A 29-YEAR RETROACTIVE ABORTION AND THEN HAD HER VAGINA CLOSED SO NOTHING COULD EVER ESCAPE FROM IT...do you understand that?
And as for the rest of you...do you understand now just how much I'm going to put out there for all of you to choke on? Do you understand now just what it is you're gonna be dealing with in the Balance of Power Match? Basically, it comes down to this...your choices are either to accept reality and just get out of the way, let me climb down the scaffold with the briefcase, and worry about your next match, or to not accept reality and deal with the cold, cruel, and devastating consequences of that choice.
Choose wisely, gentlemen...it's only a matter of time before it sets in.
FTB.
Now, after all is said and done I finally hear from two of the people that I finally wanted to hear from. The up and coming Versus Vince, and the bottom feeding Matt Margera. This is the thing that I've been waiting so long to do- to address them both. I mean, I've already been down this path with everybody else involved. It should only be right/fair that I finally have something to say to the last two people here.
I'm gonna go with Versus Vince first. First of all, I'm gonna give you a big hand for catching on my drift calling Tyler Guevara Paco Mexicano. Mexicana, though, is pretty good, I'll say. He sure talks and whines and screams like a woman, and most of us who took a foreign language in our school years know what it means when an "a" is at the end of a word. I like the cut of your jib and you know that damn well. And lord knows your day is coming.
Unfortunately, Vince, what you don't either seem to realize or want to realize is that you're way in over your head here. It isn't just me that you've gotta deal with. There's four people in there that are just as hungry as you are, and James Jackson, who want that title shot just as much as you do. And you know what? There is no one in this match who's hungrier than me. We've been over this, and I'm not gonna go into any greater detail than I already have. But let me just reiterate the key point here- I've been through WAY too much to come up short again. You need to realize that.
You see, Vince, if you have a failing, it's that you don't seem to realize that the world right now isn't revolving around you. And I must say, listening to what you were saying, it seems that perhaps there's somewhat of a reality check is in order for you. So I'm gonna bring it to you in two stints. One will be here, one will be in the building when we go at it in the Balance of Power match. So let's get this started.
You want to talk a good game about me. About Margera. About everybody else. And most of us who know you or have at least seen you in the ring over the last few weeks, we know you might have a little teensy bit of room to be doing so. But the facts are that when it comes to experience in big matches, you're kind of lacking. And if being in a match with people like who are gonna be standing across from you at WrestleStock isn't going to make you automatically humble...well, then maybe there's gonna be something coming your way that is going to humble you.
I'm gonna tell you this one time and one time only, so I hope you listen to me. The mistake that you're making is that you think, at least in my case, that I'm not gonna be able to back up all these words that I've thrown out there. If you really do believe that, then I do feel sorry for you. Because all that potential you have- all that I give you credit for- is not going to help you out. And I guarantee you this- that you're not going to even come close to sniffing an opportunity to make this mistake again. Wise up and wise up quick, Vince.
And now on to the one man who I despise more than anything in this match. The scourge of the earth. The bottom feeding champion. The man who helped, with his actions and suggestions, to sabotage something that I had worked and worked and worked to make seem at least a little like a threat- which is about as far from what I wanted. A man who somehow wormed his way into this match. Matt. Freaking. Margera. I shudder just hearing his name.
Let me tell you something right now, Matt. I don't care what you did in the past, I don't care how many titles you won, and I don't care what ability you have. To me you have about as much worth as dandruff on a corpse. Because no man who's caused as much harm to my reputation, my standing in the world, my livelihood as you have over the last six months is worthy of any spot within 1000 feet of me, never mind being in the same match as me.
You don't know how long that I've waited to get my hands on you in a wrestling match. Ever since that day where you and Wench both turned your backs on me, I've been counting the months. The days. The weeks. The hours. The minutes. The seconds. Every single decimal percentage of those seconds. There have only been two people since I've been here that I've wanted to just eviscerate in the middle of the ring....and if there's justice, in due course I'll have done it to both of them.
You wanna talk about how your mission in life is to save others from themselves? Perhaps instead you should be saving us from ever having to watch you in the ring again. Let's face facts here, Matt. You're useless in the ring. You're useless in the wrestling biz. Hell, I'm willing to bet if I asked Wench- if I ever wanted to talk to that dwarf bitch again, which I don't- she'd probably tell me that you were just as useless in bed. Come on, Matt, don't you see that she's just using you and whatever potency you think you have to get back at Hellspawn for all the crap he's done to her over the years? She left him standing, she left me standing, and you know damn well that she's gonna do it to you. And then what's gonna happen? You're just gonna be a bitter, broken shell of a man that's gonna have to go back to Tommy Riching your way through the business.
Matt, if you really had any balls whatsoever, you'd find someone else to take your place in this match. You'd save you from yourself, not to mention the absolute bloody beatdown you're going to get from me once I lay my eyes on you. You know how Roddy Piper used to say to Hogan back a decade ago, that he was going to make Mike Tyson look like a vegetarian? I'm gonna take that in a different direction. I'm gonna make the beating Ivan Drago gave Apollo Creed in Rocky IV look tame. I'm gonna make the beating Emile Griffith laid on Benny Paret the night he killed him look like an innocent little sparring match. I'M GONNA MAKE YOUR MOTHER WISH SHE HAD A 29-YEAR RETROACTIVE ABORTION AND THEN HAD HER VAGINA CLOSED SO NOTHING COULD EVER ESCAPE FROM IT...do you understand that?
And as for the rest of you...do you understand now just how much I'm going to put out there for all of you to choke on? Do you understand now just what it is you're gonna be dealing with in the Balance of Power Match? Basically, it comes down to this...your choices are either to accept reality and just get out of the way, let me climb down the scaffold with the briefcase, and worry about your next match, or to not accept reality and deal with the cold, cruel, and devastating consequences of that choice.
Choose wisely, gentlemen...it's only a matter of time before it sets in.
FTB.
