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I want to go ahead and begin by saying…
Wrestling is not a job.
Wrestling is not a joke.
Wrestling is an art.
Wrestling is a passion.
I would die for this sport, I would die for the better of it, because I have given everything to this sport, my body. My soul, my mind, my spirit. My happiness, my health, I have given it all. I have laid the line, because I love this. I love this so much. So many sacrifices, and this is the only thing in my life that holds weight. In the eyes of others, I might be seen as nothing more than a “lonely, pathetic man”.. but I truly can tell all of you, right here, right now… I would rather commit suicide; than ever be a burden and disrespect this sport.
4 years ago, my life changed for the absolute worse, when I lost this beloved art. I had never been at a more low point, my belief was that it was all gone, and I would never be able to come back. Before then, I was a humble man, I would shake your hand, I would let you have your fun. But then, as I watched, my cancer only grew worse, it mimicked our sport. It was dying as well, the wrestling was getting worse. The individuals were becoming more and more stupid. So much barbaric nonsense. So much unsafe and humiliating rituals. I have witnessed the past couple of years for this company, and I can say this right now — as someone who used to enjoy watching wrestling, so much so, in my highest point, I would study 20+ matches a day, so I could understand the idea of this sport. So I could evolve, I can barely stomach it anymore. Everywhere you see, it’s undersized vanilla midgets, who fly around the ring and hurt themselves more than their opponents. It’s overrated and unhealthy fatasses, who take pride in gluttony, and making it their persona. I see worthless whores, who come out wearing little to no clothing, and get around on sex appeal. None of you people can wrestle anymore. None of you are good at this, all of you suck! And I mean all of you suck to an extent, that is just so bad, that it ruins this great sport. I could understand, if the E in EAW, stood for Extreme. I really could understand why some of these vanilla midgets, do the things they do, but it’s not extreme. And it probably should go back to extreme, because I am the only Elite wrestler here. Sure as hell isn’t anyone else. These people barely know how to thread the needle in their matches.
They are so focused on getting point A - Point B, it’s ridiculous. I hate these people, they make it seem like we are in some sort of staged circus play, that it’s all played out in some sort of dance style. Absolutely pathetic, It makes me vomit in the corners of my mouth, and it makes me wish my cancer won after all. But clearly, when I entered remission, it was God giving me one more purpose. I can fix this art, and I can bring it back to the legitimacy it was once. I have to exterminate all the filth, and that’s going to take me some time. But I begin this week on Voltage. Voltage, it’s rather a more bad reputation as a brand. It’s known for it’s disgusting gimmicks, it’s over the top usage of blood, and I promise you, I will NEVER honor any of the nonsense this brand has to offer. But I will attempt to bring change. Last week, I spoke my opinion on the match between Avril Williams and Auburn Ware, and I’m going to say it again.
The match if I’m being generous, was a one star affair. It was heinously barbaric and it had no reason to be that barbaric, it was very uncultured. You two swines, completely ruined the sport in just moments, even worse than it already was. A brief and quick match on Voltage felt like a lifetime of pain and suffering for me. It felt like chemotherapy all over again. I am sorry, but Avril Williams is so green, she needs to train and get better. She sucks, and I mean that so genuinely, if she had to wrestle a match like a normal human being, with the fate of the universe on the line, we would be doomed. All she can do is her flippy bullshit, and it doesn’t even come close to working out for her. So I for one thing, am happy. She is nothing more than a useless vanilla midget, and she is going to be able to watch a REAL wrestler perform this week on Voltage. This by the proximity of being a quick and easy beating of whoever the Vanilla Midget I am up against, will be the greatest match Avril Williams has ever seen with her own two eyeballs. I so promise you that too, it will be the greatest thing she has ever seen. It will be phenomenal, and it will restore something for her— hope. I hope that with my actions in the ring, I can change the way you view this business. Because it isn’t a stunt show, for you. It’s not a stunt show. You are no daredevil, only a satanic devil creature here to ruin the good of this business. And I promise you, Avril. You are going to really get to watch greatness perform in that ring, come Voltage. You are going to feel so much jealousy, because I am actually good at this. I am so much better than you, but not just you.. I am literally better than anyone who has ever breathed inside of a wrestling ring. That is how good I am, and I am going to bring wrestling back to the level it was meant to be. You have all ruined it, in the time I couldn’t make it here. Now I am going to fix it. Be very shamed, woman. The ignorant fool they put me up against in the ring this week on Voltage, say a quick prayer for them. Because I am going to absolutely decimate them. And I am going to make him an example. My debut might be one of my most simple opportunities, of getting the job done and changing the game. I am going to set a new culture, it probably won’t be strong enough for any swine over on Voltage to follow, but I am going to do it. I am going to at least try and reach Avril Williams, because I know stupid is a disease, and maybe she just hasn’t learned right. What we are teaching to these young and upcoming wrestlers is absolutely DISGUSTING. But fret not, I am going to change the mind of a Vanilla Midget like Avril forever. Please witness my actions in the ring, there are details and layers, to every move that I hit. I don’t do anything in repetition unless I know it does plenty of damage. Voltage marks day one, of saving this art.
Wrestling is not a job.
Wrestling is not a joke.
Wrestling is an art.
Wrestling is a passion.
I would die for this sport, I would die for the better of it, because I have given everything to this sport, my body. My soul, my mind, my spirit. My happiness, my health, I have given it all. I have laid the line, because I love this. I love this so much. So many sacrifices, and this is the only thing in my life that holds weight. In the eyes of others, I might be seen as nothing more than a “lonely, pathetic man”.. but I truly can tell all of you, right here, right now… I would rather commit suicide; than ever be a burden and disrespect this sport.
4 years ago, my life changed for the absolute worse, when I lost this beloved art. I had never been at a more low point, my belief was that it was all gone, and I would never be able to come back. Before then, I was a humble man, I would shake your hand, I would let you have your fun. But then, as I watched, my cancer only grew worse, it mimicked our sport. It was dying as well, the wrestling was getting worse. The individuals were becoming more and more stupid. So much barbaric nonsense. So much unsafe and humiliating rituals. I have witnessed the past couple of years for this company, and I can say this right now — as someone who used to enjoy watching wrestling, so much so, in my highest point, I would study 20+ matches a day, so I could understand the idea of this sport. So I could evolve, I can barely stomach it anymore. Everywhere you see, it’s undersized vanilla midgets, who fly around the ring and hurt themselves more than their opponents. It’s overrated and unhealthy fatasses, who take pride in gluttony, and making it their persona. I see worthless whores, who come out wearing little to no clothing, and get around on sex appeal. None of you people can wrestle anymore. None of you are good at this, all of you suck! And I mean all of you suck to an extent, that is just so bad, that it ruins this great sport. I could understand, if the E in EAW, stood for Extreme. I really could understand why some of these vanilla midgets, do the things they do, but it’s not extreme. And it probably should go back to extreme, because I am the only Elite wrestler here. Sure as hell isn’t anyone else. These people barely know how to thread the needle in their matches.
They are so focused on getting point A - Point B, it’s ridiculous. I hate these people, they make it seem like we are in some sort of staged circus play, that it’s all played out in some sort of dance style. Absolutely pathetic, It makes me vomit in the corners of my mouth, and it makes me wish my cancer won after all. But clearly, when I entered remission, it was God giving me one more purpose. I can fix this art, and I can bring it back to the legitimacy it was once. I have to exterminate all the filth, and that’s going to take me some time. But I begin this week on Voltage. Voltage, it’s rather a more bad reputation as a brand. It’s known for it’s disgusting gimmicks, it’s over the top usage of blood, and I promise you, I will NEVER honor any of the nonsense this brand has to offer. But I will attempt to bring change. Last week, I spoke my opinion on the match between Avril Williams and Auburn Ware, and I’m going to say it again.
The match if I’m being generous, was a one star affair. It was heinously barbaric and it had no reason to be that barbaric, it was very uncultured. You two swines, completely ruined the sport in just moments, even worse than it already was. A brief and quick match on Voltage felt like a lifetime of pain and suffering for me. It felt like chemotherapy all over again. I am sorry, but Avril Williams is so green, she needs to train and get better. She sucks, and I mean that so genuinely, if she had to wrestle a match like a normal human being, with the fate of the universe on the line, we would be doomed. All she can do is her flippy bullshit, and it doesn’t even come close to working out for her. So I for one thing, am happy. She is nothing more than a useless vanilla midget, and she is going to be able to watch a REAL wrestler perform this week on Voltage. This by the proximity of being a quick and easy beating of whoever the Vanilla Midget I am up against, will be the greatest match Avril Williams has ever seen with her own two eyeballs. I so promise you that too, it will be the greatest thing she has ever seen. It will be phenomenal, and it will restore something for her— hope. I hope that with my actions in the ring, I can change the way you view this business. Because it isn’t a stunt show, for you. It’s not a stunt show. You are no daredevil, only a satanic devil creature here to ruin the good of this business. And I promise you, Avril. You are going to really get to watch greatness perform in that ring, come Voltage. You are going to feel so much jealousy, because I am actually good at this. I am so much better than you, but not just you.. I am literally better than anyone who has ever breathed inside of a wrestling ring. That is how good I am, and I am going to bring wrestling back to the level it was meant to be. You have all ruined it, in the time I couldn’t make it here. Now I am going to fix it. Be very shamed, woman. The ignorant fool they put me up against in the ring this week on Voltage, say a quick prayer for them. Because I am going to absolutely decimate them. And I am going to make him an example. My debut might be one of my most simple opportunities, of getting the job done and changing the game. I am going to set a new culture, it probably won’t be strong enough for any swine over on Voltage to follow, but I am going to do it. I am going to at least try and reach Avril Williams, because I know stupid is a disease, and maybe she just hasn’t learned right. What we are teaching to these young and upcoming wrestlers is absolutely DISGUSTING. But fret not, I am going to change the mind of a Vanilla Midget like Avril forever. Please witness my actions in the ring, there are details and layers, to every move that I hit. I don’t do anything in repetition unless I know it does plenty of damage. Voltage marks day one, of saving this art.
