It’s never too late to come in and make yourself known for the Grand Rampage match, which is why I’m not going to sit here and go after Mia Santoro for her latter appearance this week. Ultimately it’s how you choose to participate this week that’s going to determine how you perform in this match, in more ways than one, and you’re going to find out real soon just what happens if you decide that you’re not even going to lift a finger while others are out there working their asses off like I am. Moving on though, I expected to say some kind words about her but clearly not, considering she’s on this whole “queen of the universe” act. Adorable. You stand there, waxing poetry about how you’re going to sweep this entire match, how everyone else is just a speck on the windshield. But here’s a reality check from someone who’s been around the block enough times to own it, and that’s that this isn’t your fairy tale, this is reality. You talk big and sure, you’ve got some wins under your belt. Beating Cameron Ella Ava and Jack Ripley? Impressive… if this was any other occasion against any other opponent. When you have competitors that do more than just face big names and beat them, but actually go out there and have seizable accomplishments that they can raise above their head. This match, this company, isn’t about one-offs, they’re good for a week or two but in a months time it’s irrelevant. It’s a marathon, not a sprint, and you seem a bit too worried about breaking a nail to really dig in for the long haul. This is why it’s actually laughable to hear you call all of us “B-Listers”, cheap and hollow. Be so fucking for real with yourself right now, if we’re so inconsequential to you, then why even bother turning on the camera this week? Why not just shut up and let yourself find out what’s going to happen? Seems like someone’s trying to convince herself more than anyone else. You see, while you’ve been busy admiring your reflection and repeating whatever garbage to yourself that you were going to end up saying this week, the Elitists that you talk about who have been spewing out bullshit actually have value in this match in comparison to you and so many other people who just couldn’t give a shit. These rookies and other talent that you talk about being bored with, I see Elitists that are more willing to win this match than you and perhaps you’re not willing to accept that. They’re not just going to let fate decide for them, they’re going to put it in their hands and that’s why they have worked tirelessly to prove why they are going to win. We all know what it takes, with 29 other people in this match, the one I expected Donovan to have taught you is that you wait for nobody and you work your ass off until you get what you deserve, not giving anybody a choice. What a disappointment, but hey, perhaps you’ll learn when you get preemptively sent out of this match without a second thought. I think we all expect that to happen.
Always the drama queen, aren’t you, Usagi? I mean this in the politest way possible, or perhaps I mean this with the most malice in mind, grow up. I’ve seen people in this company go through worse than you and make it out of the finish line. The fact that you’re going through what most perceive as light work and not even making it out but instead whining and complaining about this, deciding to point the finger at everyone else, maybe you’ll understand exactly what I’m talking about when you open your eyes to the reality of this situation. That maybe if you spent less time whining about maybes and more time focusing on the actual wrestling, you wouldn’t need to hang your whole career on a “maybe” this week. Look, I get it, you've got dreams. But let’s face facts, dreaming isn't winning, and all your talk about being mistreated? That's just an excuse, or better yet, a crutch. It’s all about mentality in this company, and how we adapt to certain situations that make or break us. While others like you aren’t able to handle that and decide that they’re better off trying to make it their whole identity, others don’t let that define them. The biggest example if when you talk about Pain For Pride and these hypotheticals. If you're really worried they'll take away your shot after winning the Grand Rampage, maybe you're not as tough a contender as you think you are. Champions hold their ground, they don’t cower at the thought of someone stealing their spotlight. They make sure no one forgets who they are, and they sure as hell don't beg for sympathy with every chance they get. But you, you play the victim like it’s some sort of badge of honor. You whine about not getting Championship opportunities, about how hard you've worked, and how you've supposedly gone toe-to-toe with the best in the business. But I look at certain examples like the one you talked about with Minerva, you didn’t just step up to her because you felt “brave”, it was desperation. That’s your career in a nutshell, isn't it? Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. You latch onto moments because you can't create them. You talk about beating the best names, but what do you have to show for it? A couple of feel-good moments? While others are out here having had half the time that you’ve had collecting Championships and building a legacy, you’ve been here doing absolutely nothing and there’s a reason for that and it’s the one you can’t admit to yourself. I’m not just participating in this match but I’m dominating it. You, on the other hand, are just filling a spot until someone more relevant knocks you out of it. And sure, you say it's fun to see how angry people can get. But the truth is, you're just trying to stir up drama to distract from your own shortcomings. You're like a little storm cloud that never brings any rain. Lots of noise, but no impact. It's honestly pathetic. So, Usagi, I think you're confusing your dreams with reality again. You should really stop doing that, it's embarrassing. I hate to be the one to tell you but hey we were going to be honest with ourselves right? There you go.
TLA I guess we’re both looking for more, aren’t we? I understand your perspective, how you’ve already accomplished so much in your Hall of Fame career but despite that, you’re looking for more. You want that next World Championship, that next major win to truly put yourself on the map, so I guess you can understand how I feel. But perhaps I’m even more unsatisfied with you in that category because while you’ve got it all figured out, I don’t. I’ve been starving for this second World Championship under my belt, and that means more than me to anything else. My failures these past couple of months which has been something that you haven’t been short on talking about is something that is not lost upon me, and I’m looking to add another one to the list just by failing again. I’m hungry, and I’m willing to prove that I’m hungrier than everyone else in this match, even you. Even if you did have a better Season than me hypothetically, which I’m not going to look too deeply into considering my next point, it doesn’t matter. It never mattered and while we can force ourselves to believe that because we struggle more we are deserving of more, that’s just not the case. When the time comes all it comes down to is who is going to end up being the better Elitist. Who is going to be the one, regardless of how their Season went, who is going to outlast 29 other people and become the winner? Then those who tout their runs as of late being failures have the chance to turn it around like they want to, those who have struggled can see a light at the end of the tunnel. What so many people don’t understand is that you can’t just simply manifest shit like this out of thin air, you have to work for it and in the end certain people don’t have the facilities for that no matter how much they try and beg otherwise. So you’re right, TLA, I’m going to make this a win. But while you think that you’re going to stop me at the same time, I’m going to prove that just like my win this week in the Grand Rampage match there was nothing that you could ever do to change that. There is nothing that will help you escape from the pending reality that is what I’ve known it to be this entire time.
Oh Jay, womp womp. What do you want me to tell you, dude? Because you certainly haven’t impressed me even though I know that’s exactly what you’ve been trying to do considering you’ve been pissed off the way I completely glossed by you. It’s a pitiful attempt to turn your twisted emotions into some kind of poetic crusade, and it started with you trying to call what I said a “jumbled tirade of desperation”... are you fucking serious? Desperation is how we’re going to describe Jake Smith, isn’t it? Look, buddy, it’s not the first time someone’s said that to me and it won’t be the last, and if you want my opinion, my words carry weight because they strike a nerve with weaklings like you. You seem to think you've got me all figured out, but I think it’s the other way around, and that’s something you can’t seem to come to terms with. So hearing you say that you’re going to knock some sense into me, I can only ask with what skill? What talent? What capabilities? You’ve got none of that, and the last thing I’m going to hear from someone who makes absolutely no sense at all is that he’s going to knock sense into ME. I’m perfectly fine, I always have been, and that even stays the case when you talk about my losses because I’ve mastered the art of brushing aside setbacks like a mere inconvenience just like I brush aside you. There’s a reason that I do that Jay and it’s not because I’m forcing myself to but because that’s just the case. You don’t stand even the slightest of a chance in this match and no amount of effort that you put in can change that. We’ve seen what’s happened when you do this exact same thing and it’s what going to happen in this match when you get tossed over the top rope. The only thing that you can show for yourself is that you can somehow run your mouth for an extended period of time and not shut up. Which is why I know you’re scratching the barrel when you mention I’ve lost touch with my emotions. If that's what you want to believe to help you sleep at night, so be it. The only emotion I'm feeling right now is sheer contempt for your pitiful attempt at trash talk. You think I'm an incoherent mess, but in reality, it's your words that are as useless as ever and maybe that just shows how much of a hypocrite you are when you talk about “desperation”. Maybe one day you'll reach my level of excellence, but not today, not tomorrow, and probably not ever. It is then and only then will you be able to understand what goes on inside of my mind, but knowing you, you’d somehow find a way to misinterpret that anyway like the idiot that you are. Shall I go on?
Fuck it, I’ll go on. You brag about pushing yourself since day one, but here you are, making the same amateur mistakes that you always have. You ever wonder why your ceiling has only ever been pity victories and accomplishments? Because you just don’t learn. You can get up as many times as you want to but that doesn’t make a difference when you don’t have anything to show for it and you refuse to grow from it either. When you stumble over the same failures you’ve made time after time again, it’s telling, and I can pick a couple of people out of the bunch who have done the same thing so trust me when I say that you’re not alone for better or for worse. You have absolutely zero reason to chastise me, because I am a proven product, I’m everything that you want to be but never will be, and perhaps I’m more than just a father to you, my dear Jayke, but rather an idol as well. Someone who you look up to, someone who you praise every single step of the way but is never able to reach the level of. I know that’s what you want to do, but you’ll understand soon enough why that will never happen. I'm here because I've proven myself time and again, while you're stuck in a never-ending loop of mediocrity. You talk big about being the very best, yet you can't even find your footing long enough to earn a seat at the table. That’s why you’ve already peaked and from an outsider’s perspective, you would have barely gotten started. This is only the beginning for you yet it already seems like the end with the way everything is winding down. This Grand Rampage match might very well be your final chance to do anything in this company but by the looks of things, it seems that with the way you’ve already set yourself up for failure that window has already closed. You may claim to understand what it takes, but let me tell you something that you don’t know the first thing about greatness. Your career is nothing but a trail of wasted potential, a graveyard of missed opportunities. Unlike you, I'm not here to earn anyone's acceptance, I’ve already done that, I’m just here to finish the job and cement myself in the annals of EAW history. That’s the difference between me and you, yet despite that you want to say that YOU can’t get through to me? Maybe it’s the other way around, Jay, or maybe because I'm too busy focusing on the future, while you're stuck in your own past failures. My lineage is one of dominance, not mediocrity like yours. You want to talk about leaving an impression? The only impression you'll leave behind is what happens when you fuck with someone like me. Because just like any father would, I will not be afraid to discipline you, which is what I’ll do if you even consider entering the match this week, poor old Jayke Jerry Smith.
I’ll close this off by addressing someone who initially I assumed cowered off on addressing me but instead has decided to spread little potshots out throughout her videos thinking that I wasn’t listening. That’s right, I’m talking about that redhead disappointment of an adopted daughter, Ms. Extreme! Perhaps the most damning thing I’ve heard this entire week is you continuing to claim that you handed me the Answers World Championship on a silver platter, and while that’s amusing and all, let’s take a moment and let’s buy into that. Perhaps you did, perhaps you helped me win at Road To Redemption, but that was that. You weren’t there to hold up the ladder when I climbed up and retrieved the Cash in The Vault, you weren’t here when I defended my Answers World Championship against Showdown’s best… whichperhapssaysalotaboutyourstatusbutthatisadisccusionforanothertime… and you weren’t there at any step of my career where you would be able to take credit for anything that I’ve done. So you talk a big game for someone who can’t keep their nose clean and their ego in check. You've always been too wrapped up in yourself, and your little monologue proves it yet again. It’s funny how you talk about being Universal Women’s Champion but you can’t seem to accept that you’ve gone to become just another nobody in the process. You still can’t seem to fathom that your downfall was entirely your doing and perhaps that’s something that has become a sort of weakness to you as you continue to degrade in your career. In the same video you mention me, you’re also out here trying to school Gary in the art of humility and self-awareness, but let's face it, you're the last person who should be giving lessons. You think you can play mentor, but what you really want is to relive your glory days by projecting your regrets onto others. You talk about being proud of your accomplishments, but what good is pride when you’ve got nothing to show for it? You say you’ve suffered losses, that your fall from grace is all part of your journey. But it sounds to me like you're just making excuses for your own incompetence. You're so desperate to feel relevant that you've forgotten how to truly compete. You think you've faced hurdles, but in reality, all you've done is trip over your own overinflated ego. You might say you’re aiming to win for yourself, but your days of being a threat in this business are long gone. You had your time, and you blew it. Now you’re just grasping at straws, trying to convince yourself that you're still “tHe BadDesT BiTch on The BlOCk”. When it comes to Grand Rampage, your name doesn't belong anywhere near the top of the list. You’re no favorite, you’re not even an afterthought. You've fallen so far, it’s a wonder you even dare show your face anymore. Gary doesn't need your “lessons” or your misguided advice. What he needs is someone who's actually been relevant in the past year, not some has-been trying to hang onto her lost glory. So save your stories and your misguided wisdom for someone else, because it's not going to do him… or you… any favors. Or not, don’t listen to me, I don’t really care, you’re going to lose anyway.
Always the drama queen, aren’t you, Usagi? I mean this in the politest way possible, or perhaps I mean this with the most malice in mind, grow up. I’ve seen people in this company go through worse than you and make it out of the finish line. The fact that you’re going through what most perceive as light work and not even making it out but instead whining and complaining about this, deciding to point the finger at everyone else, maybe you’ll understand exactly what I’m talking about when you open your eyes to the reality of this situation. That maybe if you spent less time whining about maybes and more time focusing on the actual wrestling, you wouldn’t need to hang your whole career on a “maybe” this week. Look, I get it, you've got dreams. But let’s face facts, dreaming isn't winning, and all your talk about being mistreated? That's just an excuse, or better yet, a crutch. It’s all about mentality in this company, and how we adapt to certain situations that make or break us. While others like you aren’t able to handle that and decide that they’re better off trying to make it their whole identity, others don’t let that define them. The biggest example if when you talk about Pain For Pride and these hypotheticals. If you're really worried they'll take away your shot after winning the Grand Rampage, maybe you're not as tough a contender as you think you are. Champions hold their ground, they don’t cower at the thought of someone stealing their spotlight. They make sure no one forgets who they are, and they sure as hell don't beg for sympathy with every chance they get. But you, you play the victim like it’s some sort of badge of honor. You whine about not getting Championship opportunities, about how hard you've worked, and how you've supposedly gone toe-to-toe with the best in the business. But I look at certain examples like the one you talked about with Minerva, you didn’t just step up to her because you felt “brave”, it was desperation. That’s your career in a nutshell, isn't it? Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. You latch onto moments because you can't create them. You talk about beating the best names, but what do you have to show for it? A couple of feel-good moments? While others are out here having had half the time that you’ve had collecting Championships and building a legacy, you’ve been here doing absolutely nothing and there’s a reason for that and it’s the one you can’t admit to yourself. I’m not just participating in this match but I’m dominating it. You, on the other hand, are just filling a spot until someone more relevant knocks you out of it. And sure, you say it's fun to see how angry people can get. But the truth is, you're just trying to stir up drama to distract from your own shortcomings. You're like a little storm cloud that never brings any rain. Lots of noise, but no impact. It's honestly pathetic. So, Usagi, I think you're confusing your dreams with reality again. You should really stop doing that, it's embarrassing. I hate to be the one to tell you but hey we were going to be honest with ourselves right? There you go.
TLA I guess we’re both looking for more, aren’t we? I understand your perspective, how you’ve already accomplished so much in your Hall of Fame career but despite that, you’re looking for more. You want that next World Championship, that next major win to truly put yourself on the map, so I guess you can understand how I feel. But perhaps I’m even more unsatisfied with you in that category because while you’ve got it all figured out, I don’t. I’ve been starving for this second World Championship under my belt, and that means more than me to anything else. My failures these past couple of months which has been something that you haven’t been short on talking about is something that is not lost upon me, and I’m looking to add another one to the list just by failing again. I’m hungry, and I’m willing to prove that I’m hungrier than everyone else in this match, even you. Even if you did have a better Season than me hypothetically, which I’m not going to look too deeply into considering my next point, it doesn’t matter. It never mattered and while we can force ourselves to believe that because we struggle more we are deserving of more, that’s just not the case. When the time comes all it comes down to is who is going to end up being the better Elitist. Who is going to be the one, regardless of how their Season went, who is going to outlast 29 other people and become the winner? Then those who tout their runs as of late being failures have the chance to turn it around like they want to, those who have struggled can see a light at the end of the tunnel. What so many people don’t understand is that you can’t just simply manifest shit like this out of thin air, you have to work for it and in the end certain people don’t have the facilities for that no matter how much they try and beg otherwise. So you’re right, TLA, I’m going to make this a win. But while you think that you’re going to stop me at the same time, I’m going to prove that just like my win this week in the Grand Rampage match there was nothing that you could ever do to change that. There is nothing that will help you escape from the pending reality that is what I’ve known it to be this entire time.
Oh Jay, womp womp. What do you want me to tell you, dude? Because you certainly haven’t impressed me even though I know that’s exactly what you’ve been trying to do considering you’ve been pissed off the way I completely glossed by you. It’s a pitiful attempt to turn your twisted emotions into some kind of poetic crusade, and it started with you trying to call what I said a “jumbled tirade of desperation”... are you fucking serious? Desperation is how we’re going to describe Jake Smith, isn’t it? Look, buddy, it’s not the first time someone’s said that to me and it won’t be the last, and if you want my opinion, my words carry weight because they strike a nerve with weaklings like you. You seem to think you've got me all figured out, but I think it’s the other way around, and that’s something you can’t seem to come to terms with. So hearing you say that you’re going to knock some sense into me, I can only ask with what skill? What talent? What capabilities? You’ve got none of that, and the last thing I’m going to hear from someone who makes absolutely no sense at all is that he’s going to knock sense into ME. I’m perfectly fine, I always have been, and that even stays the case when you talk about my losses because I’ve mastered the art of brushing aside setbacks like a mere inconvenience just like I brush aside you. There’s a reason that I do that Jay and it’s not because I’m forcing myself to but because that’s just the case. You don’t stand even the slightest of a chance in this match and no amount of effort that you put in can change that. We’ve seen what’s happened when you do this exact same thing and it’s what going to happen in this match when you get tossed over the top rope. The only thing that you can show for yourself is that you can somehow run your mouth for an extended period of time and not shut up. Which is why I know you’re scratching the barrel when you mention I’ve lost touch with my emotions. If that's what you want to believe to help you sleep at night, so be it. The only emotion I'm feeling right now is sheer contempt for your pitiful attempt at trash talk. You think I'm an incoherent mess, but in reality, it's your words that are as useless as ever and maybe that just shows how much of a hypocrite you are when you talk about “desperation”. Maybe one day you'll reach my level of excellence, but not today, not tomorrow, and probably not ever. It is then and only then will you be able to understand what goes on inside of my mind, but knowing you, you’d somehow find a way to misinterpret that anyway like the idiot that you are. Shall I go on?
Fuck it, I’ll go on. You brag about pushing yourself since day one, but here you are, making the same amateur mistakes that you always have. You ever wonder why your ceiling has only ever been pity victories and accomplishments? Because you just don’t learn. You can get up as many times as you want to but that doesn’t make a difference when you don’t have anything to show for it and you refuse to grow from it either. When you stumble over the same failures you’ve made time after time again, it’s telling, and I can pick a couple of people out of the bunch who have done the same thing so trust me when I say that you’re not alone for better or for worse. You have absolutely zero reason to chastise me, because I am a proven product, I’m everything that you want to be but never will be, and perhaps I’m more than just a father to you, my dear Jayke, but rather an idol as well. Someone who you look up to, someone who you praise every single step of the way but is never able to reach the level of. I know that’s what you want to do, but you’ll understand soon enough why that will never happen. I'm here because I've proven myself time and again, while you're stuck in a never-ending loop of mediocrity. You talk big about being the very best, yet you can't even find your footing long enough to earn a seat at the table. That’s why you’ve already peaked and from an outsider’s perspective, you would have barely gotten started. This is only the beginning for you yet it already seems like the end with the way everything is winding down. This Grand Rampage match might very well be your final chance to do anything in this company but by the looks of things, it seems that with the way you’ve already set yourself up for failure that window has already closed. You may claim to understand what it takes, but let me tell you something that you don’t know the first thing about greatness. Your career is nothing but a trail of wasted potential, a graveyard of missed opportunities. Unlike you, I'm not here to earn anyone's acceptance, I’ve already done that, I’m just here to finish the job and cement myself in the annals of EAW history. That’s the difference between me and you, yet despite that you want to say that YOU can’t get through to me? Maybe it’s the other way around, Jay, or maybe because I'm too busy focusing on the future, while you're stuck in your own past failures. My lineage is one of dominance, not mediocrity like yours. You want to talk about leaving an impression? The only impression you'll leave behind is what happens when you fuck with someone like me. Because just like any father would, I will not be afraid to discipline you, which is what I’ll do if you even consider entering the match this week, poor old Jayke Jerry Smith.
I’ll close this off by addressing someone who initially I assumed cowered off on addressing me but instead has decided to spread little potshots out throughout her videos thinking that I wasn’t listening. That’s right, I’m talking about that redhead disappointment of an adopted daughter, Ms. Extreme! Perhaps the most damning thing I’ve heard this entire week is you continuing to claim that you handed me the Answers World Championship on a silver platter, and while that’s amusing and all, let’s take a moment and let’s buy into that. Perhaps you did, perhaps you helped me win at Road To Redemption, but that was that. You weren’t there to hold up the ladder when I climbed up and retrieved the Cash in The Vault, you weren’t here when I defended my Answers World Championship against Showdown’s best… whichperhapssaysalotaboutyourstatusbutthatisadisccusionforanothertime… and you weren’t there at any step of my career where you would be able to take credit for anything that I’ve done. So you talk a big game for someone who can’t keep their nose clean and their ego in check. You've always been too wrapped up in yourself, and your little monologue proves it yet again. It’s funny how you talk about being Universal Women’s Champion but you can’t seem to accept that you’ve gone to become just another nobody in the process. You still can’t seem to fathom that your downfall was entirely your doing and perhaps that’s something that has become a sort of weakness to you as you continue to degrade in your career. In the same video you mention me, you’re also out here trying to school Gary in the art of humility and self-awareness, but let's face it, you're the last person who should be giving lessons. You think you can play mentor, but what you really want is to relive your glory days by projecting your regrets onto others. You talk about being proud of your accomplishments, but what good is pride when you’ve got nothing to show for it? You say you’ve suffered losses, that your fall from grace is all part of your journey. But it sounds to me like you're just making excuses for your own incompetence. You're so desperate to feel relevant that you've forgotten how to truly compete. You think you've faced hurdles, but in reality, all you've done is trip over your own overinflated ego. You might say you’re aiming to win for yourself, but your days of being a threat in this business are long gone. You had your time, and you blew it. Now you’re just grasping at straws, trying to convince yourself that you're still “tHe BadDesT BiTch on The BlOCk”. When it comes to Grand Rampage, your name doesn't belong anywhere near the top of the list. You’re no favorite, you’re not even an afterthought. You've fallen so far, it’s a wonder you even dare show your face anymore. Gary doesn't need your “lessons” or your misguided advice. What he needs is someone who's actually been relevant in the past year, not some has-been trying to hang onto her lost glory. So save your stories and your misguided wisdom for someone else, because it's not going to do him… or you… any favors. Or not, don’t listen to me, I don’t really care, you’re going to lose anyway.
