Post by ykmn on Jun 23, 2010 17:48:05 GMT -6
Scene opens with "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels standing by. Daniels wears a White T Shirt with Kid Thunder written in Black Thunderbolts on the front and a Black Gauntlet on his Right Wrist.
AD:I'll be honest, I'm stepping into a match at The Main Event that has me concerned, for the first time in a long time I've been put into a place where I'm a little edgy and a little....I got these mixed feelings right now. The Main Event I'm going into a match where it could, just could, all come to an end for me. My wrestling career, my four years in the wrestling business could be halted at this event. Let me say that again, four years, four years in the wrestling business, that's way to soon to be calling it quits, that's still to young for anyone to have to walk away from the sport. Now before I go off and start talking about that situation, let me just take you on a bit of a little road, a little story of how things truly lead up to this moment and how this affects me to have this over my head.
Since I was a little kid I've been a wrestling fan, the first match I ever watched was Wrestlemania 6 when I watched that event I knew I wanted to be a wrestler, when I watched guys like Randy Savage, Ric Flair, and yes the Ultimate Warrior and Hulk Hogan, my mind just filled with these big aspirations and big dreams of what I was going to do when I climbed into a wrestling ring, when I'd go to wrestling shows and watched my uncle Brady wrestle I was just amazed by the live feel, the love you could get from the crowd or the hate. I was taken in by all of it, it consumed me, it was something that I thrived for till the day came. When I got older and got into my teens when alot of my friends were giving up on wrestling, I was still thriving on it, and my knowledge of it grew, no matter what I did I did it to further my future wrestling career, I joined teams, I took up amateur wrestling, I studied Martial Arts, all of it was to prepare me for my wrestling career, what I wanted more then any damn thing in the world was to be a star in wrestling. And I bided my time till it came to that moment when I had all of my personal stuff taken care of and I decided to go to wrestling school.
I trained for a long time, I busted my ass each time I stepped into that school. I did squats till I didn't think I could stand up anymore, I'd have bruises and bumps all over my body when I walked out of there. I saw people quit, I saw them say "This isn't for me", "I'm not cut out for this", "This is harder then I thought it would be" and not once did that though cross my mind, I kept going back because I knew that I was going to make it, I knew that I was a step ahead of all of them and that quitting wasn't in my vocabulary no matter how much my body hurt and how intense the training was, I was fully prepared to go through with it. And because my family was a known name in the sport the trainers made my training twice as tough as the other guys there. But my spirit was never broken, cause I knew it was going to be over soon enough, and I would be one step closer to what I wanted.
A few months go by, and I realize my dream, I have my debut match as a pro wrestler. I was so nervous going out there and wrestling infront of those people, but I kept my cool and went through with it and at the end of it all I felt proud that I had made it that far and that sooner or later Alex Daniels was going to become a name that people were going to know as the best pound for pound wrestler in the world. Since that first match it's been quite the journey, I've had my own blood gush down my face, I've had guys wrap barb wire around my head, I've had chair shots, I've had hard strikes to my head that rattled my senses. I've had to drive myself home in imense pain after shows. I've had people throw shit at me, call me every name in the the book, try taking swings at me, I've seen guys in the lockerooms do shit they'd probably go to jail for, I've seen so much and done so much in four years. But recently as much of a pain in the ass it was to wait for it, Alex Daniels is being regarded as one of the top upcoming talents in the sport of wrestling. I had to beat some higher up names, and I had to travel to places that I didn't want to and wrestle infront of morons I didn't want to waste my time with but I bit my lip and I mustered it out until all the pieces came together and I was guided into the direction that I deserved to be in.
Alot of you would like to jump to conclusions and say I'm an asshole just because I can be, well no you see I'm an asshole because this came demands that you be one to get ahead, do you think that alot of your heroes as much as they act like they care about you and what you think that the second they walk behind that curtain they are are as nice as they appear to be for you. There's so many wrestlers I could dash your vision of. There's quite a number of your heroes who aren't as heroic as they appear to be to you people, but I'm not going to out them, nah I'm not going to reveal those answers of who I'm talking about I'll let it just burn into your heads, where I'm going with this is simple, I had to be a dickhead, and I had to be an asshole to survive, if I had gone on and kept being good natured sweet Canadian Boy Alex Daniels I would still be scraping the bucket, I would still be nowhere, I had to become what I became, Alex Daniels had to become Kid Thunder to survive, I need to be an asshole, I need to look out for myself and be ready to both get stabbed in the back and stab someone in the back. That's the only way anyone can survive here, that's why I've survived becaused I stopped giving a shit about anything that didn't pretain to me. I tried being nice, I tried being a good guy, but I got pushed around and buried on because no one thought I was capable of having that attitude and that mentality that if I can't be given the brass ring, I'll cut the finger the ring is on and take it for myself, I'll never forget this very important piece of knowledge that was past to me a long time ago. In wrestling you have many aquaintances but very few friends, these last four years have been the best years of my life, but in the wrestling game if you want to survive you have to a blade in both hands, one for defense and one for offense, I can play the game because I've smartned up to alot of things, but there's only so much four years can teach you, I have alot to learn and that brings me to The Main Event, someone wants to cut my learning and my future in this game very very short, no pun intended.
Wench, what I was getting at in that little tirade, or promo, or whatever the hell someone wants to call is that I've worked to hard for this, I had to sacrifice my personal life, my health, my overall sanity to get where I'm at. I made a lot of decisions that could have gone in a better way but they had to be done the way they were or I would have been eaten alive. I'm not a monster, I'm not an asshole who gets enjoyment of being a douche to everybody, I'm just a guy who got painted into a corner and had to fight out of that corner very quickly. And I'm sure I'm going to make a lot more bad decisions, alright, could it have been a very very very bad decision to agree to this match, you'd think so, I mean I'm putting this all on the line against a wrestler who's had my number. As many times as I face you Wench, you just seem to always win, you'd figure I'd give up trying to beat you, but no chalk it up to another bad decision, I won't stop coming at a person until they're lying face down ass up on the ground and I'm placing my foot on the back of their head in victory.
Wench you and Matt Margera have had alot of laughter at my expense, Wench I know you enjoy continuing to one up me, and Matt Margera you probably enjoy it as much as she does, so you'd figure that after the last time Wench took me down I would have moved on to someone else, I mean I do dislike alot of people in SNW for varying reasons, but you are on the top of my list, it's not because your a woman, it's not because you sleep your way to get what you want. No Wench the real reason why I don't like you is because you just assume everything is going to go your way, you just think so highly of yourself and that everything will just fall into your lap, just because your you. I think highly of myself but only because I know I work my ass off to get it and you just assume that it's going to happen for you like that all because your you. This is a prime example, you think that you are just going to simply end my career because you just assume you will because I'll mess up again, is that what your really expecting? Or are you planning to have your Texas stud Matt Margera try and interfere.
I don't know what master plan your trying to work on right now, but your goal is simple to retire me to save your lust for gold. I don't want to retire, I'm not ready yet, I can't even picture myself sitting at a desk job from nine to five wasting my life away, and I can't picture myself going home and sitting on my couch getting fat like the typical Texan does on a weekday night. It's not for me, what's for me is wrestling and continuing to prove myself as the best not only in this company but in the world. Wench, I've struck out twice, you know what the third time is suppossed to be, and I'm trying to break the curse, the curse that has cost me so much but could cost me all that matters. And my opponent is watering at the mouth to permantly send me home because I'm the most qualified to take that Von Erich Memorial from her little fingers. Super Vader and Chris P think it's them, I know it's me, because I can back it up, I'm not assuming it's going to be me, I know it's going to be me because I know that in this match in what is supposed to be my back against the wall I'm going to reach out turn you over and not put your back to the wall but slam your head right through it.
You've pushed me to a dark place now Wench, I'm not going to lose my dream, my livelyhood because you won't admit that your time as Von Erich Champion is done. I've waited so long for this, to long, now the next part of my proud career will see conquer who many thought it was impossible for me to conquer and raise that elusive title belt high over my head and soak in what I should have had coming to me a long time ago. That title, that prize that you won't deny me anymore Wench, now it comes to fruition, I take you out, I keep going on to Super Vader then I go on to Chris P, then I just go whereever I go, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving, so don't expect me to be preparing a fare will speech or anything because it's not coming to an end, it's just getting started.
Prepare to continue to be THUNDERSTRUCK.
AD:I'll be honest, I'm stepping into a match at The Main Event that has me concerned, for the first time in a long time I've been put into a place where I'm a little edgy and a little....I got these mixed feelings right now. The Main Event I'm going into a match where it could, just could, all come to an end for me. My wrestling career, my four years in the wrestling business could be halted at this event. Let me say that again, four years, four years in the wrestling business, that's way to soon to be calling it quits, that's still to young for anyone to have to walk away from the sport. Now before I go off and start talking about that situation, let me just take you on a bit of a little road, a little story of how things truly lead up to this moment and how this affects me to have this over my head.
Since I was a little kid I've been a wrestling fan, the first match I ever watched was Wrestlemania 6 when I watched that event I knew I wanted to be a wrestler, when I watched guys like Randy Savage, Ric Flair, and yes the Ultimate Warrior and Hulk Hogan, my mind just filled with these big aspirations and big dreams of what I was going to do when I climbed into a wrestling ring, when I'd go to wrestling shows and watched my uncle Brady wrestle I was just amazed by the live feel, the love you could get from the crowd or the hate. I was taken in by all of it, it consumed me, it was something that I thrived for till the day came. When I got older and got into my teens when alot of my friends were giving up on wrestling, I was still thriving on it, and my knowledge of it grew, no matter what I did I did it to further my future wrestling career, I joined teams, I took up amateur wrestling, I studied Martial Arts, all of it was to prepare me for my wrestling career, what I wanted more then any damn thing in the world was to be a star in wrestling. And I bided my time till it came to that moment when I had all of my personal stuff taken care of and I decided to go to wrestling school.
I trained for a long time, I busted my ass each time I stepped into that school. I did squats till I didn't think I could stand up anymore, I'd have bruises and bumps all over my body when I walked out of there. I saw people quit, I saw them say "This isn't for me", "I'm not cut out for this", "This is harder then I thought it would be" and not once did that though cross my mind, I kept going back because I knew that I was going to make it, I knew that I was a step ahead of all of them and that quitting wasn't in my vocabulary no matter how much my body hurt and how intense the training was, I was fully prepared to go through with it. And because my family was a known name in the sport the trainers made my training twice as tough as the other guys there. But my spirit was never broken, cause I knew it was going to be over soon enough, and I would be one step closer to what I wanted.
A few months go by, and I realize my dream, I have my debut match as a pro wrestler. I was so nervous going out there and wrestling infront of those people, but I kept my cool and went through with it and at the end of it all I felt proud that I had made it that far and that sooner or later Alex Daniels was going to become a name that people were going to know as the best pound for pound wrestler in the world. Since that first match it's been quite the journey, I've had my own blood gush down my face, I've had guys wrap barb wire around my head, I've had chair shots, I've had hard strikes to my head that rattled my senses. I've had to drive myself home in imense pain after shows. I've had people throw shit at me, call me every name in the the book, try taking swings at me, I've seen guys in the lockerooms do shit they'd probably go to jail for, I've seen so much and done so much in four years. But recently as much of a pain in the ass it was to wait for it, Alex Daniels is being regarded as one of the top upcoming talents in the sport of wrestling. I had to beat some higher up names, and I had to travel to places that I didn't want to and wrestle infront of morons I didn't want to waste my time with but I bit my lip and I mustered it out until all the pieces came together and I was guided into the direction that I deserved to be in.
Alot of you would like to jump to conclusions and say I'm an asshole just because I can be, well no you see I'm an asshole because this came demands that you be one to get ahead, do you think that alot of your heroes as much as they act like they care about you and what you think that the second they walk behind that curtain they are are as nice as they appear to be for you. There's so many wrestlers I could dash your vision of. There's quite a number of your heroes who aren't as heroic as they appear to be to you people, but I'm not going to out them, nah I'm not going to reveal those answers of who I'm talking about I'll let it just burn into your heads, where I'm going with this is simple, I had to be a dickhead, and I had to be an asshole to survive, if I had gone on and kept being good natured sweet Canadian Boy Alex Daniels I would still be scraping the bucket, I would still be nowhere, I had to become what I became, Alex Daniels had to become Kid Thunder to survive, I need to be an asshole, I need to look out for myself and be ready to both get stabbed in the back and stab someone in the back. That's the only way anyone can survive here, that's why I've survived becaused I stopped giving a shit about anything that didn't pretain to me. I tried being nice, I tried being a good guy, but I got pushed around and buried on because no one thought I was capable of having that attitude and that mentality that if I can't be given the brass ring, I'll cut the finger the ring is on and take it for myself, I'll never forget this very important piece of knowledge that was past to me a long time ago. In wrestling you have many aquaintances but very few friends, these last four years have been the best years of my life, but in the wrestling game if you want to survive you have to a blade in both hands, one for defense and one for offense, I can play the game because I've smartned up to alot of things, but there's only so much four years can teach you, I have alot to learn and that brings me to The Main Event, someone wants to cut my learning and my future in this game very very short, no pun intended.
Wench, what I was getting at in that little tirade, or promo, or whatever the hell someone wants to call is that I've worked to hard for this, I had to sacrifice my personal life, my health, my overall sanity to get where I'm at. I made a lot of decisions that could have gone in a better way but they had to be done the way they were or I would have been eaten alive. I'm not a monster, I'm not an asshole who gets enjoyment of being a douche to everybody, I'm just a guy who got painted into a corner and had to fight out of that corner very quickly. And I'm sure I'm going to make a lot more bad decisions, alright, could it have been a very very very bad decision to agree to this match, you'd think so, I mean I'm putting this all on the line against a wrestler who's had my number. As many times as I face you Wench, you just seem to always win, you'd figure I'd give up trying to beat you, but no chalk it up to another bad decision, I won't stop coming at a person until they're lying face down ass up on the ground and I'm placing my foot on the back of their head in victory.
Wench you and Matt Margera have had alot of laughter at my expense, Wench I know you enjoy continuing to one up me, and Matt Margera you probably enjoy it as much as she does, so you'd figure that after the last time Wench took me down I would have moved on to someone else, I mean I do dislike alot of people in SNW for varying reasons, but you are on the top of my list, it's not because your a woman, it's not because you sleep your way to get what you want. No Wench the real reason why I don't like you is because you just assume everything is going to go your way, you just think so highly of yourself and that everything will just fall into your lap, just because your you. I think highly of myself but only because I know I work my ass off to get it and you just assume that it's going to happen for you like that all because your you. This is a prime example, you think that you are just going to simply end my career because you just assume you will because I'll mess up again, is that what your really expecting? Or are you planning to have your Texas stud Matt Margera try and interfere.
I don't know what master plan your trying to work on right now, but your goal is simple to retire me to save your lust for gold. I don't want to retire, I'm not ready yet, I can't even picture myself sitting at a desk job from nine to five wasting my life away, and I can't picture myself going home and sitting on my couch getting fat like the typical Texan does on a weekday night. It's not for me, what's for me is wrestling and continuing to prove myself as the best not only in this company but in the world. Wench, I've struck out twice, you know what the third time is suppossed to be, and I'm trying to break the curse, the curse that has cost me so much but could cost me all that matters. And my opponent is watering at the mouth to permantly send me home because I'm the most qualified to take that Von Erich Memorial from her little fingers. Super Vader and Chris P think it's them, I know it's me, because I can back it up, I'm not assuming it's going to be me, I know it's going to be me because I know that in this match in what is supposed to be my back against the wall I'm going to reach out turn you over and not put your back to the wall but slam your head right through it.
You've pushed me to a dark place now Wench, I'm not going to lose my dream, my livelyhood because you won't admit that your time as Von Erich Champion is done. I've waited so long for this, to long, now the next part of my proud career will see conquer who many thought it was impossible for me to conquer and raise that elusive title belt high over my head and soak in what I should have had coming to me a long time ago. That title, that prize that you won't deny me anymore Wench, now it comes to fruition, I take you out, I keep going on to Super Vader then I go on to Chris P, then I just go whereever I go, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving, so don't expect me to be preparing a fare will speech or anything because it's not coming to an end, it's just getting started.
Prepare to continue to be THUNDERSTRUCK.
