Post by Chris Angel on Jan 21, 2010 7:09:46 GMT -6
Scene opens with a very relaxed, yet smug looking Chris Angel sitting on his leather chair staring at the camera.
“So, is this turning out to be a great year or what? We close out last year with me being the longest reigning Bad Blood Champion. Granted, there was only one other person besides me who was champion but he was such a joke it’s not even worth my time to mention. I’ve beaten so many people to retain my title and I’ve proven time and time again, each week why when you get in the ring with Chris Angel, you’d better bring you’re a game.There were many nay Sayers, all which sang the same song about me. But I shut them up and kept on ticking and it seems somewhere out there in the massive corrupt pile of SNW management, there is a sliver of hope, a beacon of light that shines through and that tiny ray of salvation managed, against all odds to ensure that the future and sanctity of SNW has the potential to flourish in the hands of one man who’s more than capable of spear heading a federation.
Me.
And rightly so, I won that number 1 contender’s match against my friend, Jack Clinton. It was touch and go there and while I was apprehensive about facing my friend, in the end, business is business and anyone, no matter who he is, if placed in my shoes, would have taken that opportunity. If you don’t, you’re stupid. So I grasped it and we fought. We fought hard and we brought the pain. There were times when I felt like this was it. That Clinton had me beat but he didn’t. Every he had me in a pin, there was only one thought it my head, no matter how overwhelming the desire to quit was. T
hat thought was to kick out, to keep fighting.
You see, Clinton was the strong guy and he wanted it badly but as far as things go, I was the fresher man in the match. I haven’t had this chance and I haven’t been tested so many times. At the end of the day, I knew I wanted it and I believed I was better. Call it ego, call it whatever you want but that’s the way I feel.
Point is, if you don’t feel like you’re better, you’ll never amount to anything. And that is part of the reason why Vincent Matthews is Champion. Because he genuinely believes, no matter how misguided, that he is better than everyone else.
Clinton believed he was better but he could never beat Vincent. I don’t deny the many times he got screwed out of winning but at the end, Vinnie boy is still the top dog. He has his coterie with him and talks a big game.
But I’m sure, he is excited and a little mortified at facing me. Why else would he enforce a match between Clinton and me. To sow the seeds of discord so after the dust was settled, he can pick up the pieces. Unfortunate for him, I won. Fortunate for me, I’m ready for any surprises.
But despite proving myself, despite carving a nice niche for myself in the SNW pie, I need to embark on a match to defend my title. If I win, I get to face Vincent. Kinda makes winning the number one contender ship pointless but I am a soldier and I fight battles. And if management wishes to put me up against two yahoos who have never proven themselves and stack the odds against me, I’ll be happy to oblige.
Because let’s face it, I am the diamond in the rough and I will become Texas Champion. And I will still be Bad Blood Champion when that happens. It’s just a matter of time. I will make history as the first person in SNW to hold two illustrious titles at the same time.
Imagine the t-shirt sales.
So bring on the people. The CIA will find out exactly why there hasn’t been any more contenders, willing at least, to my Bad Blood title and I’m sure Rhines remembers what happens to me people who interfere in my matches.
Yeah, I’m feeling pretty good. Vinnie, I do hope you’ll watch. You can even drag your sorry self down to the ring and get a front row seats because I want you there. I want you to watch me decimate everyone in my path. I fear no man, no amount of odds stacked against me will make me quiver and when it comes down to proving myself, I want you and my opponents to know firsthand, that pain and challenge is what I strive for.
Get ready for a new beginning in the new year. The dawn of a brighter tomorrow. The age of Dreams will begin.“
“So, is this turning out to be a great year or what? We close out last year with me being the longest reigning Bad Blood Champion. Granted, there was only one other person besides me who was champion but he was such a joke it’s not even worth my time to mention. I’ve beaten so many people to retain my title and I’ve proven time and time again, each week why when you get in the ring with Chris Angel, you’d better bring you’re a game.There were many nay Sayers, all which sang the same song about me. But I shut them up and kept on ticking and it seems somewhere out there in the massive corrupt pile of SNW management, there is a sliver of hope, a beacon of light that shines through and that tiny ray of salvation managed, against all odds to ensure that the future and sanctity of SNW has the potential to flourish in the hands of one man who’s more than capable of spear heading a federation.
Me.
And rightly so, I won that number 1 contender’s match against my friend, Jack Clinton. It was touch and go there and while I was apprehensive about facing my friend, in the end, business is business and anyone, no matter who he is, if placed in my shoes, would have taken that opportunity. If you don’t, you’re stupid. So I grasped it and we fought. We fought hard and we brought the pain. There were times when I felt like this was it. That Clinton had me beat but he didn’t. Every he had me in a pin, there was only one thought it my head, no matter how overwhelming the desire to quit was. T
hat thought was to kick out, to keep fighting.
You see, Clinton was the strong guy and he wanted it badly but as far as things go, I was the fresher man in the match. I haven’t had this chance and I haven’t been tested so many times. At the end of the day, I knew I wanted it and I believed I was better. Call it ego, call it whatever you want but that’s the way I feel.
Point is, if you don’t feel like you’re better, you’ll never amount to anything. And that is part of the reason why Vincent Matthews is Champion. Because he genuinely believes, no matter how misguided, that he is better than everyone else.
Clinton believed he was better but he could never beat Vincent. I don’t deny the many times he got screwed out of winning but at the end, Vinnie boy is still the top dog. He has his coterie with him and talks a big game.
But I’m sure, he is excited and a little mortified at facing me. Why else would he enforce a match between Clinton and me. To sow the seeds of discord so after the dust was settled, he can pick up the pieces. Unfortunate for him, I won. Fortunate for me, I’m ready for any surprises.
But despite proving myself, despite carving a nice niche for myself in the SNW pie, I need to embark on a match to defend my title. If I win, I get to face Vincent. Kinda makes winning the number one contender ship pointless but I am a soldier and I fight battles. And if management wishes to put me up against two yahoos who have never proven themselves and stack the odds against me, I’ll be happy to oblige.
Because let’s face it, I am the diamond in the rough and I will become Texas Champion. And I will still be Bad Blood Champion when that happens. It’s just a matter of time. I will make history as the first person in SNW to hold two illustrious titles at the same time.
Imagine the t-shirt sales.
So bring on the people. The CIA will find out exactly why there hasn’t been any more contenders, willing at least, to my Bad Blood title and I’m sure Rhines remembers what happens to me people who interfere in my matches.
Yeah, I’m feeling pretty good. Vinnie, I do hope you’ll watch. You can even drag your sorry self down to the ring and get a front row seats because I want you there. I want you to watch me decimate everyone in my path. I fear no man, no amount of odds stacked against me will make me quiver and when it comes down to proving myself, I want you and my opponents to know firsthand, that pain and challenge is what I strive for.
Get ready for a new beginning in the new year. The dawn of a brighter tomorrow. The age of Dreams will begin.“
