Post by freak on Oct 7, 2010 14:28:32 GMT -6
We return to Jack Clinton one final time.
You know, it's a rare occasion that I can't think of the right words to speak on a situation I find myself in. Very rare. But you know what? It took Versus Vince to help with what he had to say about being the cornerman at Natural Selection. He realizes what his job is, he realizes the situation he finds himself in, and he knows what he may have to do. But he also realizes that he and I have been together in way too many matches since he joined the company for him to misjudge anything regarding my abilities. And while it may come back to bite me when he faces me in the ring, for the moment it doesn't matter. Because with him being in the frame of mind he's in, the deck is stacked that much more against you, Ravencroft.
You were so concerned that he was going to be distracted by what happened to the rest of the Versus Violation. That was all you had to go on. You knew damn well that you had little to no chance to beat me on ability. So you decided to try mind games. All you talked about was Kijar Donnelly and Seth Davids and Lucky Kage and didn't once address me. You came into my locker room, when I already told you never to come in there again, and tried that with me. And then when it failed, what did you have left? Nothing.
Like I told you earlier, Raven, my focus is singular. I don't have people around me who I can't stand. Now I know I already made a Rocky reference but I found another one that applies. Do you remember in Rocky III, all the training montages? You were the Rocky in this case, turning your match preparation into a friggin' circus. Meanwhile, the title was all that mattered to me. Not anybody's waistline. You can deny that all you want. You can tell me that Lenore and Austin Virgin won't turn their backs on you all you want. If they stand by you after the abuse you've put them through I will be absolutely shocked.
I really hope you were paying attention to at least a little of what Vince said, Robert. Because I know you still think that I haven't been through anything like what you plan on doing to me and the truth is that I've seen it all before. Look at what happened at WrestleStock. Look at what happened at 4 Up. Look at what happened at Summer Bash. I was in three of the more brutal matches of the year and I came out largely unscathed. So tell me, what exactly can you do to me that'll actually cause harm?
But don't worry. You're not the first, and you certainly won't be the last, that thought he could take out Jack Clinton. And while many have tried, and some have had a little degree of success, I'm still here. I'm still standing. And I always stand tall. That's all that should matter to you, Robbie. You haven't done enough that would make me consider you a threat and even if you had, it still would never have been enough. You just aren't going to win.
All you have is a shot that was given to you under false pretenses. You didn't earn it, you Tommy Riched your way into it. I can think of about 10 other people who are more deserving of being in this match. Hell, I can think of an entire roster of people in SNW that are more deserving. And that includes Koko, IP Freely, Gordon Heath, and anyone else who even works in the ring crew.
It's going to be a glorious night for SNW. I'm going to continue to pound every bit of life out of you and make you bleed for as long as I dare. Then I'm just going to stand there for a few minutes, crack my knuckles, stare at your corner, and do it all over again. And again. And again. And again. Do you honestly think whatever loyalty to you that your sister and Austin Virgin might have is going to prevent them from doing the right thing and throwing in that towel to keep me from committing what'll amount to legalized murder in the middle of that ring? Do ya?
And then what are you gonna do? Hopefully, if there's a God, you'll take that Bad Blood Championship from around your waist, leave it in the office, and walk away from this business permanently. You have no further reason to be here at that point, right? Because you thought that you were going to be Texas Heavyweight Champion and you failed. Epically. Myke Rhines won't be able to help you- he probably won't want to have anything to do with you because you failed him. Your own family will have turned on you and left you with nothing. You'll be all alone in the world, and you'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Hope you can live with that.
Jack walks away. After a few seconds, slowly fade out.
You know, it's a rare occasion that I can't think of the right words to speak on a situation I find myself in. Very rare. But you know what? It took Versus Vince to help with what he had to say about being the cornerman at Natural Selection. He realizes what his job is, he realizes the situation he finds himself in, and he knows what he may have to do. But he also realizes that he and I have been together in way too many matches since he joined the company for him to misjudge anything regarding my abilities. And while it may come back to bite me when he faces me in the ring, for the moment it doesn't matter. Because with him being in the frame of mind he's in, the deck is stacked that much more against you, Ravencroft.
You were so concerned that he was going to be distracted by what happened to the rest of the Versus Violation. That was all you had to go on. You knew damn well that you had little to no chance to beat me on ability. So you decided to try mind games. All you talked about was Kijar Donnelly and Seth Davids and Lucky Kage and didn't once address me. You came into my locker room, when I already told you never to come in there again, and tried that with me. And then when it failed, what did you have left? Nothing.
Like I told you earlier, Raven, my focus is singular. I don't have people around me who I can't stand. Now I know I already made a Rocky reference but I found another one that applies. Do you remember in Rocky III, all the training montages? You were the Rocky in this case, turning your match preparation into a friggin' circus. Meanwhile, the title was all that mattered to me. Not anybody's waistline. You can deny that all you want. You can tell me that Lenore and Austin Virgin won't turn their backs on you all you want. If they stand by you after the abuse you've put them through I will be absolutely shocked.
I really hope you were paying attention to at least a little of what Vince said, Robert. Because I know you still think that I haven't been through anything like what you plan on doing to me and the truth is that I've seen it all before. Look at what happened at WrestleStock. Look at what happened at 4 Up. Look at what happened at Summer Bash. I was in three of the more brutal matches of the year and I came out largely unscathed. So tell me, what exactly can you do to me that'll actually cause harm?
But don't worry. You're not the first, and you certainly won't be the last, that thought he could take out Jack Clinton. And while many have tried, and some have had a little degree of success, I'm still here. I'm still standing. And I always stand tall. That's all that should matter to you, Robbie. You haven't done enough that would make me consider you a threat and even if you had, it still would never have been enough. You just aren't going to win.
All you have is a shot that was given to you under false pretenses. You didn't earn it, you Tommy Riched your way into it. I can think of about 10 other people who are more deserving of being in this match. Hell, I can think of an entire roster of people in SNW that are more deserving. And that includes Koko, IP Freely, Gordon Heath, and anyone else who even works in the ring crew.
It's going to be a glorious night for SNW. I'm going to continue to pound every bit of life out of you and make you bleed for as long as I dare. Then I'm just going to stand there for a few minutes, crack my knuckles, stare at your corner, and do it all over again. And again. And again. And again. Do you honestly think whatever loyalty to you that your sister and Austin Virgin might have is going to prevent them from doing the right thing and throwing in that towel to keep me from committing what'll amount to legalized murder in the middle of that ring? Do ya?
And then what are you gonna do? Hopefully, if there's a God, you'll take that Bad Blood Championship from around your waist, leave it in the office, and walk away from this business permanently. You have no further reason to be here at that point, right? Because you thought that you were going to be Texas Heavyweight Champion and you failed. Epically. Myke Rhines won't be able to help you- he probably won't want to have anything to do with you because you failed him. Your own family will have turned on you and left you with nothing. You'll be all alone in the world, and you'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Hope you can live with that.
Jack walks away. After a few seconds, slowly fade out.
