I’d hope the message is loud & clear for everybody that’s been watching.
I’m not here to sit back & let this industry pass me by as it always has for others.
The control over my own career isn’t at the hands of anybody not walking in these boots.
Two weeks removed from my match against Jake Smith for the EAW World Championship. I had an opportunity to accomplish something that hasn’t been seen in God knows how long. Winning the most important championship in the entirety of this business on a traditional Voltage event, and on top of that, becoming World Champion after previously holding the New Breed Championship. As I’ve expressed before, shit goes sideways and I’m not able to sit here & hold that gold over my own shoulder. There’s nothing more to linger on when it comes to the handful of losses that I’ve endured from a singles perspective, they have all come about in crucial periods of my career. My first loss would come about in my first ever title match here in EAW against Hans Grayson, and that was a night where my head was off the fuckin’ game ‘cause I placed my trust in the wrong people. I should’ve known I couldn’t play it so safe with Drake, and that cost me. I learned from that night. Then my next loss, Cy Henderson got the better of me. There’s no bullshittin’ the defeat, I took a risk that didn’t pay off in my favor & inexperience cost me. Ms. Extreme puts me down after a motherfucker who ain’t even here anymore took my eye off the match at hand, something I can’t excuse, but I was able to right that wrong at Bloodsport. Drake is able to do what he does best to pin me, and that’s pull off his tricks as a man who is notorious for just that—at the very least, the coward is upfront with it. BRAE puts me down to win the New Breed Championship, which came as a result of the better man emerging victorious. I enjoyed the most electric New Breed Championship reign that I could, and I became immortalized in those record books off of my first reign alone. While it always stings to take a loss, saying goodbye to that title was a must in order to find myself on the chase for destinations exactly like the objective I’m set on right now. All of these losses taught me how to shift between these defeats and continue to evolve despite the brief setbacks, ‘cause it’s up to me to ensure that ‘brief’ is exactly what they stay as. That’s why I’m able to keep myself focused regardless of whoever’s trying to tear down this foundation for my career. I never gave a fuck about pushing myself beyond the brink & setting out to create new limitations for myself when I’m provoked to excel. I made it a point to become a greater threat when everybody thought shit would finally get sweet around here whenever I was toppled.
I can look toward all of those moments where solely I failed, and understand how these elitists were able to weather the storm I’ve brought to them.
I found some measure of respect for what & how they managed to score that win.
Unfortunately, for the first time, I can’t wrap my head around how to respect the EAW World Champion by any circumstance in the universe.
As much as I despise Methuselah with every fiber of my existence, Jake’s doing a damn good job trying to punch his ticket into becoming Public Enemy #1 right alongside him. Matter of fact, his sorry ass is well within my crosshairs for as long as he’s still holding that title and doing all he can to maintain any stranglehold that he’s got over it. I’m not the only motherfucker around here who’s sick & tired of him, ‘cause myself and the two elitists we’re facing off with tomorrow have told the whole world all about how much of an undeserving prick Jake Smith is, this ain’t news to anybody, including the champ’ himself. Out of all of the defeats, nothing stung more than taking that loss to a man who openly fronts about sending a message and being able to kick my ass when he can’t even commit to more than fifty percent of the claims he makes. He tried pulling this shit with me the first time, and the exact opposite happened. Ran himself away like a little bitch with his tail tucked ‘cause he foresaw the impending future. He already knew he was a goner before the bell could even ring, and I found myself with our one on one title match soon after only for that to be compiled with a greater measure of controversy than the last encounter. Where Armstrong’s not gonna lie em directly in my face about the slimy, scheming son of a bitch he is, Jake straight up told me he would do something that he ultimately didn’t have the slightest chance of doing without the fuckin’ antics to back himself up. That’s why Road To Redemption is all too important for me, and it has to be the biggest night of my whole career. I’ve got all of the wrongs to right inside the Extreme Elimination Chamber, ‘cause it’s an environment where I will thrive like no other in the most battle tested waters possible. Everybody’s gonna get what’s coming after trying to poke the wrong fuckin’ bear one time too many, & it’s gonna open a whole new breakthrough in the kind of history I will always set out to make. Nobody’s safe, I promise you I’m gonna fight like my goddamn life depends on it.
There’s a reason Methuselah’s doing everything he can to keep me from having utmost focus on the war to come.
There’s a reason Jake’s decided to fuck off and run to the hills after seeing he can’t avoid me when we’re both locked inside that Chamber.
Every reason in the book I’ve got these vets’ worried & shaking in their damn boots—I’m the next giant to be solidified among the best of the fuckin’ best.
Adam, I understand the message you’re trying to get across with our paths. They are similar. They do hold merit when placed alongside one another if we consider what has gone into our beginnings. You were touted as the elitist next up who will bring upon change with a swiftness, to raise the ayr of any tenured elitist who may have felt some type of way about seeing you be bolstered as this inescapable presence. Now you see me in a position that you can’t help but compare to your own once upon a time, but you have to understand I’m not here to continue cycles—I’m here to break them. If you truly believe that all I’m doing is lining up to be another face who falls victim to this industry’s cutthroat system, you’re in for a real surprise once you see how much of an anomaly I become against this cycle. You don’t want to believe in my potential because of one crucial reason, Adam. It’s something you’re not willing to admit in your wildest dreams, and you’ll never come to terms with it much like everybody else in this entire roster has refused to accept this: my potential terrifies you, Adam. Deep down, I’m gonna be winning that EAW World Championship inside one of the most dangerous structures in existence, and I’m gonna realize my potential in the quickest fashion than anyone else has ever done so before. You can talk down on the competition too for all you’d like to, but those are former World Champs’, EAW Hall of Famers & accomplished men who are gonna get their asses respectively handed to them by the hungriest professional wrestler roaming this planet. I’m about to achieve what you couldn’t in your earlier years, and that’s gonna leave you scared shitless for how I’m gonna be the new mountain to climb on Voltage. You can’t act like the records I break and history I make won’t concern you, but when we’re standing across the ring from one another yet again & this time, for the World Championship we are both itching to claim? Yeah, I’m pretty damn confident you’ll have no choice but to give a fuck. You sure had your two cents to speak on about Phoebe too, so I’ll keep it blunt as ever in that regard—I can’t wait to see her kick your asses right alongside me. You won’t have a choice, Adam. This era you believe to be so far away is anything but that, ‘cause I’m just weeks away from redefining what it exactly means to make a statement as an elitist who perseveres beyond the threshold of possibility. You’ll have your chance at glory again, but that shot may just end up becoming poor timing on your behalf when I’m the man who’s got everything to lose & everything to gain once again.
You’re gonna get that ass whooping, and it’ll be deservedly so.
Same way the rest of these punks at Road To Redemption will be facing the heat with no room for escape.
As it was meant to happen.
I’m well aware of how you’re not fearful, Bethany. Anybody will tell it to me like that, especially if they’ve accomplished as much as you have, but the same will apply to what I told Adam—you don’t have to proclaim any fear toward me outright when I’ve got potential that’s applying that within your head as it is. Not a single person who’s already set themselves apart from the rest of the roster as World Champion will let it be known, but I can see how much of a threat I truly am with the pushback I’m receiving on a constant basis as the man that’s been presented on a plateau greater than other elitists in less time. That’s just how it is, and I accepted this is the reality I’m met with from the day I lost the New Breed Title at Pain for Pride. I knew these eyes would all be set on me coming off of the reign that changed my career, and it’s been a rollercoaster ever since. I’ve been placed in these high stakes bouts, ushered in newfound connections & found myself in the sights of becoming the Unified Tag Team Champions ‘till I was backstabbed. I’ve made my mistakes, and I’ve made my errors, but this companionship with Phoebe sure as shit ain’t one of them for as much as you two like to claim you don’t give a fuck about us after the unnecessary thinkpieces I had to sit through about exactly us. I can’t knock on how you’re gonna remain confident heading into a match against the two of us when we aren’t as proven as either of you, but that’s only contributing to the need to outmatch another obstacle that will give me even more momentum heading into the Chamber, and that goes for my partner as well. I don’t need you to be impressed, all I need from you is to show up and stand across from me in that ring for the roughest spell of warring you’re about to go through. That’s something I will always make sure every single one of my opponents are being met with, and you’re no different than the next set of elitists who’ve secured the beating of a lifetime on my ascent to gold. You’ve been shown a measure of respect toward me in spite of the words & I can’t say that I don’t have the same merits to be holding you both toward. The trophy case speaks for itself. The experience and willingness to pursue your goals is all transparent for anybody to see.
But I’m on my own relentless pursuit here.
Presumptions, beliefs, doubts, I’ve heard enough for a lifetime.
Road To Redemption, I walk out to show elitists like the both of you how I’m far above your expectations. I’ll be expecting the rerun once I’ve put the backstabber & that scrawny little fuck down.
I’m not here to sit back & let this industry pass me by as it always has for others.
The control over my own career isn’t at the hands of anybody not walking in these boots.
Two weeks removed from my match against Jake Smith for the EAW World Championship. I had an opportunity to accomplish something that hasn’t been seen in God knows how long. Winning the most important championship in the entirety of this business on a traditional Voltage event, and on top of that, becoming World Champion after previously holding the New Breed Championship. As I’ve expressed before, shit goes sideways and I’m not able to sit here & hold that gold over my own shoulder. There’s nothing more to linger on when it comes to the handful of losses that I’ve endured from a singles perspective, they have all come about in crucial periods of my career. My first loss would come about in my first ever title match here in EAW against Hans Grayson, and that was a night where my head was off the fuckin’ game ‘cause I placed my trust in the wrong people. I should’ve known I couldn’t play it so safe with Drake, and that cost me. I learned from that night. Then my next loss, Cy Henderson got the better of me. There’s no bullshittin’ the defeat, I took a risk that didn’t pay off in my favor & inexperience cost me. Ms. Extreme puts me down after a motherfucker who ain’t even here anymore took my eye off the match at hand, something I can’t excuse, but I was able to right that wrong at Bloodsport. Drake is able to do what he does best to pin me, and that’s pull off his tricks as a man who is notorious for just that—at the very least, the coward is upfront with it. BRAE puts me down to win the New Breed Championship, which came as a result of the better man emerging victorious. I enjoyed the most electric New Breed Championship reign that I could, and I became immortalized in those record books off of my first reign alone. While it always stings to take a loss, saying goodbye to that title was a must in order to find myself on the chase for destinations exactly like the objective I’m set on right now. All of these losses taught me how to shift between these defeats and continue to evolve despite the brief setbacks, ‘cause it’s up to me to ensure that ‘brief’ is exactly what they stay as. That’s why I’m able to keep myself focused regardless of whoever’s trying to tear down this foundation for my career. I never gave a fuck about pushing myself beyond the brink & setting out to create new limitations for myself when I’m provoked to excel. I made it a point to become a greater threat when everybody thought shit would finally get sweet around here whenever I was toppled.
I can look toward all of those moments where solely I failed, and understand how these elitists were able to weather the storm I’ve brought to them.
I found some measure of respect for what & how they managed to score that win.
Unfortunately, for the first time, I can’t wrap my head around how to respect the EAW World Champion by any circumstance in the universe.
As much as I despise Methuselah with every fiber of my existence, Jake’s doing a damn good job trying to punch his ticket into becoming Public Enemy #1 right alongside him. Matter of fact, his sorry ass is well within my crosshairs for as long as he’s still holding that title and doing all he can to maintain any stranglehold that he’s got over it. I’m not the only motherfucker around here who’s sick & tired of him, ‘cause myself and the two elitists we’re facing off with tomorrow have told the whole world all about how much of an undeserving prick Jake Smith is, this ain’t news to anybody, including the champ’ himself. Out of all of the defeats, nothing stung more than taking that loss to a man who openly fronts about sending a message and being able to kick my ass when he can’t even commit to more than fifty percent of the claims he makes. He tried pulling this shit with me the first time, and the exact opposite happened. Ran himself away like a little bitch with his tail tucked ‘cause he foresaw the impending future. He already knew he was a goner before the bell could even ring, and I found myself with our one on one title match soon after only for that to be compiled with a greater measure of controversy than the last encounter. Where Armstrong’s not gonna lie em directly in my face about the slimy, scheming son of a bitch he is, Jake straight up told me he would do something that he ultimately didn’t have the slightest chance of doing without the fuckin’ antics to back himself up. That’s why Road To Redemption is all too important for me, and it has to be the biggest night of my whole career. I’ve got all of the wrongs to right inside the Extreme Elimination Chamber, ‘cause it’s an environment where I will thrive like no other in the most battle tested waters possible. Everybody’s gonna get what’s coming after trying to poke the wrong fuckin’ bear one time too many, & it’s gonna open a whole new breakthrough in the kind of history I will always set out to make. Nobody’s safe, I promise you I’m gonna fight like my goddamn life depends on it.
There’s a reason Methuselah’s doing everything he can to keep me from having utmost focus on the war to come.
There’s a reason Jake’s decided to fuck off and run to the hills after seeing he can’t avoid me when we’re both locked inside that Chamber.
Every reason in the book I’ve got these vets’ worried & shaking in their damn boots—I’m the next giant to be solidified among the best of the fuckin’ best.
Adam, I understand the message you’re trying to get across with our paths. They are similar. They do hold merit when placed alongside one another if we consider what has gone into our beginnings. You were touted as the elitist next up who will bring upon change with a swiftness, to raise the ayr of any tenured elitist who may have felt some type of way about seeing you be bolstered as this inescapable presence. Now you see me in a position that you can’t help but compare to your own once upon a time, but you have to understand I’m not here to continue cycles—I’m here to break them. If you truly believe that all I’m doing is lining up to be another face who falls victim to this industry’s cutthroat system, you’re in for a real surprise once you see how much of an anomaly I become against this cycle. You don’t want to believe in my potential because of one crucial reason, Adam. It’s something you’re not willing to admit in your wildest dreams, and you’ll never come to terms with it much like everybody else in this entire roster has refused to accept this: my potential terrifies you, Adam. Deep down, I’m gonna be winning that EAW World Championship inside one of the most dangerous structures in existence, and I’m gonna realize my potential in the quickest fashion than anyone else has ever done so before. You can talk down on the competition too for all you’d like to, but those are former World Champs’, EAW Hall of Famers & accomplished men who are gonna get their asses respectively handed to them by the hungriest professional wrestler roaming this planet. I’m about to achieve what you couldn’t in your earlier years, and that’s gonna leave you scared shitless for how I’m gonna be the new mountain to climb on Voltage. You can’t act like the records I break and history I make won’t concern you, but when we’re standing across the ring from one another yet again & this time, for the World Championship we are both itching to claim? Yeah, I’m pretty damn confident you’ll have no choice but to give a fuck. You sure had your two cents to speak on about Phoebe too, so I’ll keep it blunt as ever in that regard—I can’t wait to see her kick your asses right alongside me. You won’t have a choice, Adam. This era you believe to be so far away is anything but that, ‘cause I’m just weeks away from redefining what it exactly means to make a statement as an elitist who perseveres beyond the threshold of possibility. You’ll have your chance at glory again, but that shot may just end up becoming poor timing on your behalf when I’m the man who’s got everything to lose & everything to gain once again.
You’re gonna get that ass whooping, and it’ll be deservedly so.
Same way the rest of these punks at Road To Redemption will be facing the heat with no room for escape.
As it was meant to happen.
I’m well aware of how you’re not fearful, Bethany. Anybody will tell it to me like that, especially if they’ve accomplished as much as you have, but the same will apply to what I told Adam—you don’t have to proclaim any fear toward me outright when I’ve got potential that’s applying that within your head as it is. Not a single person who’s already set themselves apart from the rest of the roster as World Champion will let it be known, but I can see how much of a threat I truly am with the pushback I’m receiving on a constant basis as the man that’s been presented on a plateau greater than other elitists in less time. That’s just how it is, and I accepted this is the reality I’m met with from the day I lost the New Breed Title at Pain for Pride. I knew these eyes would all be set on me coming off of the reign that changed my career, and it’s been a rollercoaster ever since. I’ve been placed in these high stakes bouts, ushered in newfound connections & found myself in the sights of becoming the Unified Tag Team Champions ‘till I was backstabbed. I’ve made my mistakes, and I’ve made my errors, but this companionship with Phoebe sure as shit ain’t one of them for as much as you two like to claim you don’t give a fuck about us after the unnecessary thinkpieces I had to sit through about exactly us. I can’t knock on how you’re gonna remain confident heading into a match against the two of us when we aren’t as proven as either of you, but that’s only contributing to the need to outmatch another obstacle that will give me even more momentum heading into the Chamber, and that goes for my partner as well. I don’t need you to be impressed, all I need from you is to show up and stand across from me in that ring for the roughest spell of warring you’re about to go through. That’s something I will always make sure every single one of my opponents are being met with, and you’re no different than the next set of elitists who’ve secured the beating of a lifetime on my ascent to gold. You’ve been shown a measure of respect toward me in spite of the words & I can’t say that I don’t have the same merits to be holding you both toward. The trophy case speaks for itself. The experience and willingness to pursue your goals is all transparent for anybody to see.
But I’m on my own relentless pursuit here.
Presumptions, beliefs, doubts, I’ve heard enough for a lifetime.
Road To Redemption, I walk out to show elitists like the both of you how I’m far above your expectations. I’ll be expecting the rerun once I’ve put the backstabber & that scrawny little fuck down.
