Post by James Jackson on Jan 18, 2010 13:27:04 GMT -6
The camera starts rolling, as its shows a man standing in the middle of what seems to be a high school gym. The man slowly tilts his head up as he is in the center as it shows the logo of the Skyline Raiders. The man runs his hand back slipping his hood back. The camera zooms in showing this man to be James Jackson. He slowly begins to pace back and forth as he stops and glares into the camera, beginning to speak.
"Just like any other inspiring professional wrestler, you always go and look at were you started. It wasn't this exact gym that I started my journey. However it was one just like this. A high school gym filled with maybe 500 people, much likely less. The point is my debut wasn't bright lights, flashy pyro or the bag of tricks people people see every Monday. I walked down a fine path of ups and downs. The money the payout it sucked, one day it was a steak dinner and a motel room, the next few nights it was whatever can food was the cheapest and sleeping in a truck.
The only thing I can say I excelled at was between the ropes. The middle of the ring is my grounds, like these young high school kids dreaming of there shining moment they use this court to showcase that dream. I use the ring to showcase to not just 500 fans but to a world that I am the very best at what I do. No one in this company or any other company can tell me other wise.
You see you find out whether you belong or not through your hard times. Want to know how many of these inspiring wrestlers went back to there day jobs and walked away. Too may to count, now there out there bagging groceries, playing dad to a baby they never wanted. Getting drunk and smoking away and watching as there life fades and they play the what if game.
There are no second guessing when it comes to me. I believed the very day I went into Calgary and went through the training of the famous Hart Dungeon, I knew then knowing the long list of talents who crossed that path. I wanted to be on that list. I wanted the world to remember who James Jackson is. I'm a world class athlete I've wrestled around the world and in many venues. Yet people still doubt me. They doubt my message, my beliefs, the way I go about how I spread my word.
I don't consider myself te Modern Day Hero for nothing. You see these people need something to cheer for. I mean if they waited for there sports teams they'll be waiting forever. With the likes of Romo, Nowitski and I can't name a single player on the Stars and I'm a damn Canadian. The fact is you heroes, your stars are failures just like the failure you are in life. But it's okay as I James Jackson is here to stay. I am the guy you can actually cheer for, I'm the one that can give you purpose and I can be the hero that you've been searching for.
Yet instead you all will disgrace me and turn the other cheek and boo me. Not my fault but hey I can't force you to cheer me. However you all need to understand people of Texas I am the hero you need in this business, as there all else where. Every hero you have tried to hold on to moved onto bigger and better things. Which is ironic as they say things in Texas are bigger and better. Irony at its best rightfully so. Now I can go on about who I am and what it is I seek for entering this company.
Yet this Saturday night I face a noble man, a painted outsider, who in past promotions I have crossed paths with. Yet we can go on about a history lesson and talk about what went on years ago, but in all reality it doesn't mean a thing. Silvus the fact of the matter is I didn't return to SNW to end up falling flat on my face.
Many people seem to think that I will be rusty. Like as if I need to read the idiots guide to how to apply a headlock. Its as if my list of moves I know how to do very well, which include the armbar a few times just washed away. Well you people will see first hand that I didn't forget anything.
Silvus you will see first hand when I enter that ring, that I am the best at what I do. I do it better than anyone in this company. Hell the ones that are in Orlando, on Monday nights, in bingo halls, the one were they swing light tubes around. It doesn't matter were I have to wrestle I'll wrestle anywhere be it some werehouse, nightclub, middle of the street, some hick's farm house. It doesn't matter where it is or how many people are there to see it. People will know I am the best at what I do, Codi Shane the saying gets old but it rings true. You have never seen a wrestler like me. Silvus get ready as 6 months away turns into just 3 seconds til victory."
James glares at the camera as he slips his hood back on and starts to head towards a set of doors out of the gym and the scene comes to an end.[/b][/color]
"Just like any other inspiring professional wrestler, you always go and look at were you started. It wasn't this exact gym that I started my journey. However it was one just like this. A high school gym filled with maybe 500 people, much likely less. The point is my debut wasn't bright lights, flashy pyro or the bag of tricks people people see every Monday. I walked down a fine path of ups and downs. The money the payout it sucked, one day it was a steak dinner and a motel room, the next few nights it was whatever can food was the cheapest and sleeping in a truck.
The only thing I can say I excelled at was between the ropes. The middle of the ring is my grounds, like these young high school kids dreaming of there shining moment they use this court to showcase that dream. I use the ring to showcase to not just 500 fans but to a world that I am the very best at what I do. No one in this company or any other company can tell me other wise.
You see you find out whether you belong or not through your hard times. Want to know how many of these inspiring wrestlers went back to there day jobs and walked away. Too may to count, now there out there bagging groceries, playing dad to a baby they never wanted. Getting drunk and smoking away and watching as there life fades and they play the what if game.
There are no second guessing when it comes to me. I believed the very day I went into Calgary and went through the training of the famous Hart Dungeon, I knew then knowing the long list of talents who crossed that path. I wanted to be on that list. I wanted the world to remember who James Jackson is. I'm a world class athlete I've wrestled around the world and in many venues. Yet people still doubt me. They doubt my message, my beliefs, the way I go about how I spread my word.
I don't consider myself te Modern Day Hero for nothing. You see these people need something to cheer for. I mean if they waited for there sports teams they'll be waiting forever. With the likes of Romo, Nowitski and I can't name a single player on the Stars and I'm a damn Canadian. The fact is you heroes, your stars are failures just like the failure you are in life. But it's okay as I James Jackson is here to stay. I am the guy you can actually cheer for, I'm the one that can give you purpose and I can be the hero that you've been searching for.
Yet instead you all will disgrace me and turn the other cheek and boo me. Not my fault but hey I can't force you to cheer me. However you all need to understand people of Texas I am the hero you need in this business, as there all else where. Every hero you have tried to hold on to moved onto bigger and better things. Which is ironic as they say things in Texas are bigger and better. Irony at its best rightfully so. Now I can go on about who I am and what it is I seek for entering this company.
Yet this Saturday night I face a noble man, a painted outsider, who in past promotions I have crossed paths with. Yet we can go on about a history lesson and talk about what went on years ago, but in all reality it doesn't mean a thing. Silvus the fact of the matter is I didn't return to SNW to end up falling flat on my face.
Many people seem to think that I will be rusty. Like as if I need to read the idiots guide to how to apply a headlock. Its as if my list of moves I know how to do very well, which include the armbar a few times just washed away. Well you people will see first hand that I didn't forget anything.
Silvus you will see first hand when I enter that ring, that I am the best at what I do. I do it better than anyone in this company. Hell the ones that are in Orlando, on Monday nights, in bingo halls, the one were they swing light tubes around. It doesn't matter were I have to wrestle I'll wrestle anywhere be it some werehouse, nightclub, middle of the street, some hick's farm house. It doesn't matter where it is or how many people are there to see it. People will know I am the best at what I do, Codi Shane the saying gets old but it rings true. You have never seen a wrestler like me. Silvus get ready as 6 months away turns into just 3 seconds til victory."
James glares at the camera as he slips his hood back on and starts to head towards a set of doors out of the gym and the scene comes to an end.[/b][/color]
