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“Oh, these tears are delicious.”
(Adam appears on screen apparently more than a little pleased with himself.)
“Honestly, I don’t think I have heard a noise more precious than I did on November 1st at Wicked Games. Sure, I had to get out of Mexico at warp speed, there was a heck of a lot of angst in the BBVA arena that’s for sure. But what I managed to hear is something that I will remember for the longest time. A ‘moment’ I will remember, forever.”
(He chuckles a little before continuing.)
“Now of course, we all know that TLA is going to drop a whole load of excuses, and Beth and I are not going to be holidaying in Mexico for a while, that’s for sure. But all of that is because you are only looking at the surface… I only needed TLA’s name, and now I have it. FIVE people have now fallen and failed to take this title from me. FIVE people promised the world and delivered nothing. I don’t have TLA’s precious ‘Baddest man on the Planet’ reputation? So, fucking what? Do you really think I cared about any of that? Yeah, I played nice on camera, I was all respectful like so that the fans could buy into a match for the ages, but like I told you all. Worlds mean NOTHING. I got what I wanted, and then I got out of dodge, and if you think that draws comparisons with Jake Smith or Charlie Marr, well all that will confirm is that EAW is chock full of idiots, with no clue how this company works. TLA wanted to bring back Hardcore, where rules are thrown out the window. TLA decided to make my wife a part of the argument, when he laid her out on the Voltage prior. TLA outright guaranteed he was going to take the title from me… well I guess that didn’t happen. I TOLD you all, 50,000 baying fans weren’t going to make a blind, bit of difference. I found a way, within the concept of the rules. And if you find that comparable with being blasted with a chair, or steel knuckles in a match where disqualifications were in place, then I don’t know what else to tell you. How many times did I claim that opinions didn’t matter but my own. And right now, more than ever, that is still the case. I don’t need his self-proclaimed title, when the fact is you only must look at recent history to suggest he’s far from the baddest, nor is he the toughest.
He threw everything he had at me, and yet… was I pinned? Ooh but hold on, it ‘looked’ like I was beaten. You’d ‘nearly’ got it over line. That’s right, you make like Bronson and create a narrative that isn’t there. DO NOT blame me for your failures when you were the one who got Beth involved. That was your decision… not mine. See, as you proved quite nicely, never bringing it up, no one gives a shit about who I faced during my first title reign. And no one is going to remember who I’ve beaten this time around. I’m the only one who is going to have to live with what happened at Wicked Games, and all things considered, I’m ok with it, you know? ‘But Adam, you didn’t beat TLA’. WEEELLLLLL, I think the record books will tell you otherwise. And I’ll be fucked before I start playing by the rules, whilst I’m still getting fucked over at every turn. EAW allowed Beth and I to be laid out seven days before the marquee event, and it wasn’t consequential that it would be TLA challenging in his birthplace. Don’t ever talk to me about playing fair…when Golden Balls TLA was given ALL the cards. And don’t blame me… for being a fucking idiot and not seeing it coming. The clues were there all along, I don’t care what any of you think. I don’t care what you think about any of my reigns. I answered myself, and me alone. And as far as I am concerned, I am a Two-time World Champion, who now has a bona fide legend on his resume. People won’t see the Asterix, because they are not intelligent enough to look for it. All that matters, regardless of the how, I am still EAW World Champion and TLA ISN’T. It’s not all doom and gloom though bro, like I said… I’ll probably be seeing you in the Chamber. That’s the kind of bullshit this company pulls. Don’t diss the player… diss the game, because you could be getting an immediate rematch now, but because EAW made this event ‘NO DQ’ for all matches, you’re not. And somehow, that’s on me? No TLA… no it isn’t.
Puedes llorar todo lo que quieras
Let’s face it, the only real surprise there was that one of the cash-ins didn’t make their way down the ramp to take advantage. My guess, they saw TLA with the syringe taking effect and decided that now wasn’t the right time. Next up, it’s Road to Redemption, and the Extreme Elimination Chamber. No way Adam Lucas can survive that as well, right? Guess what, I’ve done it before… and I’ll do it again. Defending in that environment doesn’t concern me… not in the slightest. Who’s going to be in that Chamber? Who knows? Bronson and Jon still couldn’t sort it out, so who knows what trick they are going to try and pull on me this time? Charisma, just line them up… and I’ll knock them down. The only way this title leaves my possession is via cash in. No one can take it from me otherwise. There is talent on this roster, but I’ve just outwitted perhaps the most talented Elitist Voltage has, other than me of course. Can see it now… I win the Chamber and then one of the fuckers comes from the back, believing their victory is inevitable. My advice? Just watch your back if you are going to play that game. TLA thought he had all the answers. Drake Armstrong the same. I’m not done, not yet and although this company will rejoice when I do lose, don’t expect that joy any time soon. And next time, whoever I may face… spare me the faux flowers yeah? I don’t need anyone’s fucking respect but my own. I don’t need you to tell me I’m good, I know I am. I don’t need some bullshitters claims to being the ‘Baddest Hombre on the Planet, when I know I already am.
Thank you… Next”
(Adam pauses. He’d waited for a while to get that off his chest and was now allowing it all to sink in. With a breath, he moves onto his ‘competition’ this week.)
“So, now we know the narrative that future opponents are going to construct, and personally I’d advise against it. I’m going to be ‘advised’ that I am incapable of getting the job done by myself and need assistance to get the job done. And truthfully, I can see why people would take that tact. Ultimately the argument is flawed, and I’ll be more than happy to explain why once it comes up. Of course, I have the answers to any debate that anyone dares try to put across. But basically, it all hinges on one undeniable fact that even TLA brought to the table. The more this company pushes me, the more I am going to push back. Keep putting me in these situations, and I’ll continue finding the answers. Whether you like my methods or not. So, Hans, and I apologize for keeping you waiting before you come to the table with this tired obsession, that in truth I am already bored of. Think about this company that you work for. Think about the bullshit that Drake Armstrong has already been allowed to get away with. And ask yourself this question. Am I being an asshole or am I standing against what this companies management has put in place for us all, and doing what I need to, simply to survive. And doing it better than most. TLA asked for a more ‘hardcore’ environment, where nothing could be predicted… well there you have it. If you are going to oppose me for staving off the odds, I was presented with… so, be it. In fact, you should be thanking me. Everyone should be thanking me. If it hadn’t had been for me, Wicked Games would have ended with all the Mexican Pomp and Circumstance, and we’d have had to listen to TLA witter on for half an hour about how he did it for his country. Nah, not on my watch Hans. Think about what you want, but TLA got EXACTLY what he deserved. You come at me with the ’company line’ and I promise you; you’ll be treated the same.
That’s not a threat, that’s a promise.
See Hans, you have come a long way in the time since we last met one on one. Yes, we have had our interactions, but it’s hard to consider that either of us were focused on the other. That said, I think it’s clear… you will understand what I have been doing more than most, seeing as it’s your business to keep an eye on what I am doing. Let’s look at this logically, you won the Cash in the Vault, which is no mean feat, meaning you get to cash in and have a shot at being World Champion. Not only that, you were a part of the successful Voltage team at Territorial Invasion, who defied the odds of having Drake Armstrong to deal with as well as your opponents, to still bring home the bragging rights for the brand. Truth is Hans, you have every right to consider yourself amongst any narrative regarding the World Championship, and your stock has never been higher than it is right now. I beat the confidence is oozing from every pore… salivating as the prospect of you being so close. There IS a big problem for you to face… an issue that Drake didn’t recognize, even though I presented it to his face. Even with all the momentum that Drake had built, I told him that it was going to be for naught. The reason for that is simple… probably as simple as anything gets around here. Neither of you were dealing with a ‘no mark’ who has no business holding the most prestigious championship in the world. You want to talk World Champion, that’s me. You want to talk momentum; that’s me as well. You want to talk about the guy that has been knocking people over every time they have stepped up this season. You’ll be talking about one man… Adam Lucas. And you can bring up what happened at Wicked Games if you wish, but believe me when I say, there is NO comparison to the bullshit Jake Smith and Charlie Marr persisted in. I didn’t have to fuck TLA over, that’s the difference. I chose to fuck him over, because that dude needed a reality check. There is a method to madness in anything I do. Everything I do, is for a reason. To claim anything else is ignorance towards the top guy in this company. TLA ignored that. I didn’t bring it up last week as there was no need. But Hans, if you’ve been keeping track on me as much as I think you have, you’ll know that although I focused on me beating the unstoppable ‘Machina’ at Pain for Pride, just one week later, Machina was beating TLA at the draft show… just weeks before he became World Champion again. Did I screw Machina over? No, because I knew that beating him cleanly would have more impact. Did I beat Candice way back when by fair means. No because when I stuck a syringe in her and paralyzed her it sent shockwaves around the world. Did I fuck over Cody and Chris? Jon and Bronson? Nope, they fucked themselves over… EXACTLY how I said they would. My advice to you, Hans, expect the unexpected. Oh, I can pin you cleanly and make you rethink a cash in… but only if I choose too. Jake Smith made a career… no sorry, he stole a career, because he had no other choice. If I was doing these things week in, week out, then perhaps the idiots… of which I am not currently categorizing yourself, would have a point. Was TLA going to become champion? I don’t think so no, but no one knows for sure. What I do know is that I am the World Champion, more dominant that any one person on this roster, and that isn’t going to change any time soon. Very rarely do I entertain matches that have no point, or ones that have no benefit to me. Remember, everything was about building a legacy… to be remembered. Will you come out and say my legacy will be set at Beth’s bitch? I certainly hope not Hans, because right now I think you have a little more intelligence than that. You’ll use that cash in at some point, no question about it. It’s my intention to ensure that you rethink ever using it on me.
I can do that.
I can do that, because my entire career, individuals have gotten the wrong idea of me, and whenever they have gotten close to figuring me out, I have ripped up the rule book, switched it up and immediately become unpredictable. I did it when I was the ‘moral’ high ground kind of guy and I let complacency get in the way. I did it again when Smith was outthinking me at every opportunity. I did it once more when Machina stepped up to the plate and I overpowered him in his own game. Let’s look at the options, shall we? I could outwrestle you. I could overpower you. I could outthink you. I could stick the syringe where the sun doesn’t shine. Do you honestly believe you are ready for all eventualities? If you do, the Hans, you’ve started to believe the hype. You’ve bought into others’ opinions that it’s your time. Maybe, just maybe, you’ve bought into this uneducated opinion that I reliant on the actions of others. Funny isn’t it, how one moment can sway an opinion. For the last three weeks I was told that I didn’t have enough to beat TLA in his homeland… and now I’m castigated because I took that advise at face value. Let’s get it right, I always had enough. Throughout the build to that match, I played TLA like a puppet on a string. Bro was throwing flowers at me like confetti. I chose to believe he was being disingenuous. I decided he had to pay for what he did to Beth… though he hasn’t paid in full… Beth will see to that. You’re supposed to be the good guy right, the ‘face’. You’re the guy who the fans cheer, knowing that you’ll do what’s right, by them. TLA was supposed to be that too, but do you feel think he wouldn’t have done what I did… if I’d not blinded him with my respect? Do I respect you, Hans? You might not care either way… another ‘heel’ attribute, but I’m going to reserve judgment till you speak. Right now, I’m going to say not, as it seems to me like you’re just like every other ‘good guy’ pushed to the moon because you’re a marketing mans wet dream. A naïve son of a bitch who STILL doesn’t understand that whilst ever he plays nice with Drake Armstrong, it’s only ever going to end one way. Getting in bed with an asshole like that can ONLY end one way.B ut that’s not for me to judge. I have far more important matters to attend to, such as where the fuck am I supposed to holiday now Mexico is off limits?
Fucking Trump would probably be more welcome.
Now I must think about what comes next. Will I defend at ‘Fuck your Thanksgiving’? Is Road to Redemption my next stop? And if so, who will the five individuals considered most worthy… or will it be those I’ve already beaten before? Lots of questions yes, but only one answer. The only way I lose this title is by someone doing to me what I did to TLA. Taking his words, using them against him, and shoving them down his throat…whilst at the same time bringing back ‘Hardcore’, just like he asked. The Hardcore Champion in particular. Brass tacks Hans, I didn’t break any rules, nor have I ever. I only worked with what I was given and succeeded where other champions could not. I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again. This isn’t the landscape that I created. I didn’t define the many competitions in this company EAW Management did. I haven’t done anything that many others have done over the last nigh on twenty years. You can hate me Hans, you can say I’m bad for the industry, you can even say that I am hypocritical. But how am I being hypocritical when I am only doing what is required to exist? Why am I the one with the title, and so many are not?
Understanding
The biggest take away of them all. Understanding your environment, and what it takes to succeed. The fact you haven’t done away with Drake yet shows me that you still don’t get it. But I understand Hans… I ran blindly into every fight as well. I believed that there was a ‘right’ way. My wife showed me the path… and I took it. Since then, it’s been an upward curve. Ascending each level, one at a time. Understanding not only the company, but also myself. In time you’ll get it Hans, I’m sure of it. In time, you’ll develop that exterior shell you need to block out the excess noise of what is right, from what is required. If you don’t, then you become Jon Kelton from Territorial Invasion. Once EAW’s doormat, but once he gets rid of that rash Bronson Daniels, an absolute threat. That’s the crossroads you find yourself at, the fans or your career. Red or Blue pill. World Champion, or not.”
(He winks at the camera)
“Thrive… or just survive.”
(Scene fades.)
(Adam appears on screen apparently more than a little pleased with himself.)
“Honestly, I don’t think I have heard a noise more precious than I did on November 1st at Wicked Games. Sure, I had to get out of Mexico at warp speed, there was a heck of a lot of angst in the BBVA arena that’s for sure. But what I managed to hear is something that I will remember for the longest time. A ‘moment’ I will remember, forever.”
(He chuckles a little before continuing.)
“Now of course, we all know that TLA is going to drop a whole load of excuses, and Beth and I are not going to be holidaying in Mexico for a while, that’s for sure. But all of that is because you are only looking at the surface… I only needed TLA’s name, and now I have it. FIVE people have now fallen and failed to take this title from me. FIVE people promised the world and delivered nothing. I don’t have TLA’s precious ‘Baddest man on the Planet’ reputation? So, fucking what? Do you really think I cared about any of that? Yeah, I played nice on camera, I was all respectful like so that the fans could buy into a match for the ages, but like I told you all. Worlds mean NOTHING. I got what I wanted, and then I got out of dodge, and if you think that draws comparisons with Jake Smith or Charlie Marr, well all that will confirm is that EAW is chock full of idiots, with no clue how this company works. TLA wanted to bring back Hardcore, where rules are thrown out the window. TLA decided to make my wife a part of the argument, when he laid her out on the Voltage prior. TLA outright guaranteed he was going to take the title from me… well I guess that didn’t happen. I TOLD you all, 50,000 baying fans weren’t going to make a blind, bit of difference. I found a way, within the concept of the rules. And if you find that comparable with being blasted with a chair, or steel knuckles in a match where disqualifications were in place, then I don’t know what else to tell you. How many times did I claim that opinions didn’t matter but my own. And right now, more than ever, that is still the case. I don’t need his self-proclaimed title, when the fact is you only must look at recent history to suggest he’s far from the baddest, nor is he the toughest.
He threw everything he had at me, and yet… was I pinned? Ooh but hold on, it ‘looked’ like I was beaten. You’d ‘nearly’ got it over line. That’s right, you make like Bronson and create a narrative that isn’t there. DO NOT blame me for your failures when you were the one who got Beth involved. That was your decision… not mine. See, as you proved quite nicely, never bringing it up, no one gives a shit about who I faced during my first title reign. And no one is going to remember who I’ve beaten this time around. I’m the only one who is going to have to live with what happened at Wicked Games, and all things considered, I’m ok with it, you know? ‘But Adam, you didn’t beat TLA’. WEEELLLLLL, I think the record books will tell you otherwise. And I’ll be fucked before I start playing by the rules, whilst I’m still getting fucked over at every turn. EAW allowed Beth and I to be laid out seven days before the marquee event, and it wasn’t consequential that it would be TLA challenging in his birthplace. Don’t ever talk to me about playing fair…when Golden Balls TLA was given ALL the cards. And don’t blame me… for being a fucking idiot and not seeing it coming. The clues were there all along, I don’t care what any of you think. I don’t care what you think about any of my reigns. I answered myself, and me alone. And as far as I am concerned, I am a Two-time World Champion, who now has a bona fide legend on his resume. People won’t see the Asterix, because they are not intelligent enough to look for it. All that matters, regardless of the how, I am still EAW World Champion and TLA ISN’T. It’s not all doom and gloom though bro, like I said… I’ll probably be seeing you in the Chamber. That’s the kind of bullshit this company pulls. Don’t diss the player… diss the game, because you could be getting an immediate rematch now, but because EAW made this event ‘NO DQ’ for all matches, you’re not. And somehow, that’s on me? No TLA… no it isn’t.
Puedes llorar todo lo que quieras
Let’s face it, the only real surprise there was that one of the cash-ins didn’t make their way down the ramp to take advantage. My guess, they saw TLA with the syringe taking effect and decided that now wasn’t the right time. Next up, it’s Road to Redemption, and the Extreme Elimination Chamber. No way Adam Lucas can survive that as well, right? Guess what, I’ve done it before… and I’ll do it again. Defending in that environment doesn’t concern me… not in the slightest. Who’s going to be in that Chamber? Who knows? Bronson and Jon still couldn’t sort it out, so who knows what trick they are going to try and pull on me this time? Charisma, just line them up… and I’ll knock them down. The only way this title leaves my possession is via cash in. No one can take it from me otherwise. There is talent on this roster, but I’ve just outwitted perhaps the most talented Elitist Voltage has, other than me of course. Can see it now… I win the Chamber and then one of the fuckers comes from the back, believing their victory is inevitable. My advice? Just watch your back if you are going to play that game. TLA thought he had all the answers. Drake Armstrong the same. I’m not done, not yet and although this company will rejoice when I do lose, don’t expect that joy any time soon. And next time, whoever I may face… spare me the faux flowers yeah? I don’t need anyone’s fucking respect but my own. I don’t need you to tell me I’m good, I know I am. I don’t need some bullshitters claims to being the ‘Baddest Hombre on the Planet, when I know I already am.
Thank you… Next”
(Adam pauses. He’d waited for a while to get that off his chest and was now allowing it all to sink in. With a breath, he moves onto his ‘competition’ this week.)
“So, now we know the narrative that future opponents are going to construct, and personally I’d advise against it. I’m going to be ‘advised’ that I am incapable of getting the job done by myself and need assistance to get the job done. And truthfully, I can see why people would take that tact. Ultimately the argument is flawed, and I’ll be more than happy to explain why once it comes up. Of course, I have the answers to any debate that anyone dares try to put across. But basically, it all hinges on one undeniable fact that even TLA brought to the table. The more this company pushes me, the more I am going to push back. Keep putting me in these situations, and I’ll continue finding the answers. Whether you like my methods or not. So, Hans, and I apologize for keeping you waiting before you come to the table with this tired obsession, that in truth I am already bored of. Think about this company that you work for. Think about the bullshit that Drake Armstrong has already been allowed to get away with. And ask yourself this question. Am I being an asshole or am I standing against what this companies management has put in place for us all, and doing what I need to, simply to survive. And doing it better than most. TLA asked for a more ‘hardcore’ environment, where nothing could be predicted… well there you have it. If you are going to oppose me for staving off the odds, I was presented with… so, be it. In fact, you should be thanking me. Everyone should be thanking me. If it hadn’t had been for me, Wicked Games would have ended with all the Mexican Pomp and Circumstance, and we’d have had to listen to TLA witter on for half an hour about how he did it for his country. Nah, not on my watch Hans. Think about what you want, but TLA got EXACTLY what he deserved. You come at me with the ’company line’ and I promise you; you’ll be treated the same.
That’s not a threat, that’s a promise.
See Hans, you have come a long way in the time since we last met one on one. Yes, we have had our interactions, but it’s hard to consider that either of us were focused on the other. That said, I think it’s clear… you will understand what I have been doing more than most, seeing as it’s your business to keep an eye on what I am doing. Let’s look at this logically, you won the Cash in the Vault, which is no mean feat, meaning you get to cash in and have a shot at being World Champion. Not only that, you were a part of the successful Voltage team at Territorial Invasion, who defied the odds of having Drake Armstrong to deal with as well as your opponents, to still bring home the bragging rights for the brand. Truth is Hans, you have every right to consider yourself amongst any narrative regarding the World Championship, and your stock has never been higher than it is right now. I beat the confidence is oozing from every pore… salivating as the prospect of you being so close. There IS a big problem for you to face… an issue that Drake didn’t recognize, even though I presented it to his face. Even with all the momentum that Drake had built, I told him that it was going to be for naught. The reason for that is simple… probably as simple as anything gets around here. Neither of you were dealing with a ‘no mark’ who has no business holding the most prestigious championship in the world. You want to talk World Champion, that’s me. You want to talk momentum; that’s me as well. You want to talk about the guy that has been knocking people over every time they have stepped up this season. You’ll be talking about one man… Adam Lucas. And you can bring up what happened at Wicked Games if you wish, but believe me when I say, there is NO comparison to the bullshit Jake Smith and Charlie Marr persisted in. I didn’t have to fuck TLA over, that’s the difference. I chose to fuck him over, because that dude needed a reality check. There is a method to madness in anything I do. Everything I do, is for a reason. To claim anything else is ignorance towards the top guy in this company. TLA ignored that. I didn’t bring it up last week as there was no need. But Hans, if you’ve been keeping track on me as much as I think you have, you’ll know that although I focused on me beating the unstoppable ‘Machina’ at Pain for Pride, just one week later, Machina was beating TLA at the draft show… just weeks before he became World Champion again. Did I screw Machina over? No, because I knew that beating him cleanly would have more impact. Did I beat Candice way back when by fair means. No because when I stuck a syringe in her and paralyzed her it sent shockwaves around the world. Did I fuck over Cody and Chris? Jon and Bronson? Nope, they fucked themselves over… EXACTLY how I said they would. My advice to you, Hans, expect the unexpected. Oh, I can pin you cleanly and make you rethink a cash in… but only if I choose too. Jake Smith made a career… no sorry, he stole a career, because he had no other choice. If I was doing these things week in, week out, then perhaps the idiots… of which I am not currently categorizing yourself, would have a point. Was TLA going to become champion? I don’t think so no, but no one knows for sure. What I do know is that I am the World Champion, more dominant that any one person on this roster, and that isn’t going to change any time soon. Very rarely do I entertain matches that have no point, or ones that have no benefit to me. Remember, everything was about building a legacy… to be remembered. Will you come out and say my legacy will be set at Beth’s bitch? I certainly hope not Hans, because right now I think you have a little more intelligence than that. You’ll use that cash in at some point, no question about it. It’s my intention to ensure that you rethink ever using it on me.
I can do that.
I can do that, because my entire career, individuals have gotten the wrong idea of me, and whenever they have gotten close to figuring me out, I have ripped up the rule book, switched it up and immediately become unpredictable. I did it when I was the ‘moral’ high ground kind of guy and I let complacency get in the way. I did it again when Smith was outthinking me at every opportunity. I did it once more when Machina stepped up to the plate and I overpowered him in his own game. Let’s look at the options, shall we? I could outwrestle you. I could overpower you. I could outthink you. I could stick the syringe where the sun doesn’t shine. Do you honestly believe you are ready for all eventualities? If you do, the Hans, you’ve started to believe the hype. You’ve bought into others’ opinions that it’s your time. Maybe, just maybe, you’ve bought into this uneducated opinion that I reliant on the actions of others. Funny isn’t it, how one moment can sway an opinion. For the last three weeks I was told that I didn’t have enough to beat TLA in his homeland… and now I’m castigated because I took that advise at face value. Let’s get it right, I always had enough. Throughout the build to that match, I played TLA like a puppet on a string. Bro was throwing flowers at me like confetti. I chose to believe he was being disingenuous. I decided he had to pay for what he did to Beth… though he hasn’t paid in full… Beth will see to that. You’re supposed to be the good guy right, the ‘face’. You’re the guy who the fans cheer, knowing that you’ll do what’s right, by them. TLA was supposed to be that too, but do you feel think he wouldn’t have done what I did… if I’d not blinded him with my respect? Do I respect you, Hans? You might not care either way… another ‘heel’ attribute, but I’m going to reserve judgment till you speak. Right now, I’m going to say not, as it seems to me like you’re just like every other ‘good guy’ pushed to the moon because you’re a marketing mans wet dream. A naïve son of a bitch who STILL doesn’t understand that whilst ever he plays nice with Drake Armstrong, it’s only ever going to end one way. Getting in bed with an asshole like that can ONLY end one way.B ut that’s not for me to judge. I have far more important matters to attend to, such as where the fuck am I supposed to holiday now Mexico is off limits?
Fucking Trump would probably be more welcome.
Now I must think about what comes next. Will I defend at ‘Fuck your Thanksgiving’? Is Road to Redemption my next stop? And if so, who will the five individuals considered most worthy… or will it be those I’ve already beaten before? Lots of questions yes, but only one answer. The only way I lose this title is by someone doing to me what I did to TLA. Taking his words, using them against him, and shoving them down his throat…whilst at the same time bringing back ‘Hardcore’, just like he asked. The Hardcore Champion in particular. Brass tacks Hans, I didn’t break any rules, nor have I ever. I only worked with what I was given and succeeded where other champions could not. I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again. This isn’t the landscape that I created. I didn’t define the many competitions in this company EAW Management did. I haven’t done anything that many others have done over the last nigh on twenty years. You can hate me Hans, you can say I’m bad for the industry, you can even say that I am hypocritical. But how am I being hypocritical when I am only doing what is required to exist? Why am I the one with the title, and so many are not?
Understanding
The biggest take away of them all. Understanding your environment, and what it takes to succeed. The fact you haven’t done away with Drake yet shows me that you still don’t get it. But I understand Hans… I ran blindly into every fight as well. I believed that there was a ‘right’ way. My wife showed me the path… and I took it. Since then, it’s been an upward curve. Ascending each level, one at a time. Understanding not only the company, but also myself. In time you’ll get it Hans, I’m sure of it. In time, you’ll develop that exterior shell you need to block out the excess noise of what is right, from what is required. If you don’t, then you become Jon Kelton from Territorial Invasion. Once EAW’s doormat, but once he gets rid of that rash Bronson Daniels, an absolute threat. That’s the crossroads you find yourself at, the fans or your career. Red or Blue pill. World Champion, or not.”
(He winks at the camera)
“Thrive… or just survive.”
(Scene fades.)
