Post by freak on Jul 22, 2010 16:54:42 GMT -6
This time, Chris P. is in his dressing room. No bells and whistles.
I think it's been made abundantly clear that Alex Daniels has grown cowardly in the two weeks leading up to Summer Bash. He doesn't regard me as much of a threat and no matter how much I tried to get into his head, he refused to say a word. Which tells me that perhaps I managed to succeed in shutting him up. He knows after all that I'm just that much of a better wrestler than he is...regardless of what he may think.
I dare him to try and call himself a favorite now. Lord knows he hasn't done enough to justify that he should still be the Von Erich champion. But I suppose in the eyes of the drunks and losers who saw fit to start sending me death threats in the mail this week, he must be the good guy, even though he may just as, if not a little more, reviled than me right now. But you know what? I don't care. It's not going to stop me.
What doesn't kill you can only make you stronger. And all I've heard for the last few days is people trying to run me down. Making me seem like I don't belong anymore. That after all I've done for wrestling, from top to bottom, I suddenly need to prove myself to people again. I've been in bigger situations than this. I don't need to prove my self worth to a bunch of people that just don't understand the way I work or the way I've conducted myself over the years. I've been more than nice, more than good, and where has it gotten me lately? Nowhere.
It's times like these that make you wonder about the caliber of wrestlers they hire in places like this and the level of respect people have for your craft. Running you down and running you down because they're the ones that have the glory, but never being cognizant of the fact that without you, none of them exist in the positions they're in. And instead of thanking you for what you did to help them along they forget about you and make you seem like the failure because your career isn't going the way it used to. Because they're headlining Summer Bash and you aren't. Because a guy you helped mold and a guy you carried for most of your career have suddenly forgotten that and think they can carry themselves on their own when the truth is that they can barely stand on their own two feet.
It's that constant level of disrespect that finally got to me after this long. People scratch their heads when I tell them this and ask, after all the nights they spent in arenas cheering their lungs out for me, why I all of a sudden have turned on them. I've had little kids come up to me with tears in their eyes asking me, "Chris, how could you do that to me?" As if I've personally taken their will to live. And you know what I've said to them? "You didn't do a good enough job helping me, so why should I help you." And then their fathers get all uppity with me, saying that I'm the reason why little Junior isn't passing third grade. Then I tell them "why aren't you raising your kids? Why am I to blame because you're not supervising Junior?" Like Barkley said, I'm not a role model. If your kid is living his life according to what I do or don't do then it's your problem for not leading him down the right path. Besides, he's not the one who got sent death threats in the mail because people can't handle change.
And because of that inability to handle change, I can only wonder what's going to happen once I beat Alex Daniels and become Von Erich Champion. I would fear for some of these people's lives...maybe put 'em on suicide watch or something. I dunno. They can't accept the change in my personality, the change in my demeanor...who's to say that they can accept me as a champion here?
All I'm gonna say to that is that change is coming...suck it up.
I think it's been made abundantly clear that Alex Daniels has grown cowardly in the two weeks leading up to Summer Bash. He doesn't regard me as much of a threat and no matter how much I tried to get into his head, he refused to say a word. Which tells me that perhaps I managed to succeed in shutting him up. He knows after all that I'm just that much of a better wrestler than he is...regardless of what he may think.
I dare him to try and call himself a favorite now. Lord knows he hasn't done enough to justify that he should still be the Von Erich champion. But I suppose in the eyes of the drunks and losers who saw fit to start sending me death threats in the mail this week, he must be the good guy, even though he may just as, if not a little more, reviled than me right now. But you know what? I don't care. It's not going to stop me.
What doesn't kill you can only make you stronger. And all I've heard for the last few days is people trying to run me down. Making me seem like I don't belong anymore. That after all I've done for wrestling, from top to bottom, I suddenly need to prove myself to people again. I've been in bigger situations than this. I don't need to prove my self worth to a bunch of people that just don't understand the way I work or the way I've conducted myself over the years. I've been more than nice, more than good, and where has it gotten me lately? Nowhere.
It's times like these that make you wonder about the caliber of wrestlers they hire in places like this and the level of respect people have for your craft. Running you down and running you down because they're the ones that have the glory, but never being cognizant of the fact that without you, none of them exist in the positions they're in. And instead of thanking you for what you did to help them along they forget about you and make you seem like the failure because your career isn't going the way it used to. Because they're headlining Summer Bash and you aren't. Because a guy you helped mold and a guy you carried for most of your career have suddenly forgotten that and think they can carry themselves on their own when the truth is that they can barely stand on their own two feet.
It's that constant level of disrespect that finally got to me after this long. People scratch their heads when I tell them this and ask, after all the nights they spent in arenas cheering their lungs out for me, why I all of a sudden have turned on them. I've had little kids come up to me with tears in their eyes asking me, "Chris, how could you do that to me?" As if I've personally taken their will to live. And you know what I've said to them? "You didn't do a good enough job helping me, so why should I help you." And then their fathers get all uppity with me, saying that I'm the reason why little Junior isn't passing third grade. Then I tell them "why aren't you raising your kids? Why am I to blame because you're not supervising Junior?" Like Barkley said, I'm not a role model. If your kid is living his life according to what I do or don't do then it's your problem for not leading him down the right path. Besides, he's not the one who got sent death threats in the mail because people can't handle change.
And because of that inability to handle change, I can only wonder what's going to happen once I beat Alex Daniels and become Von Erich Champion. I would fear for some of these people's lives...maybe put 'em on suicide watch or something. I dunno. They can't accept the change in my personality, the change in my demeanor...who's to say that they can accept me as a champion here?
All I'm gonna say to that is that change is coming...suck it up.
