Post by Nathan "T-Rex" Williams on Jun 21, 2011 0:23:26 GMT -6
Nathan: "You people wanna know where I was last night at Sunday Storm? You think I owe it to you to explain my absence from the final show before Heatwave 8? I owe you people nothing. Whether I choose to appear on a show or avoid it all together is not of your concern. Was my name on the marquee? Was I being hyped as being in the arena? No it wasn't. So why should I waste my time? I have no reason to do I? Fear not though, because I will be at Heatwave 8 and I will be defending the GZW World Heavyweight Championship against a man who doesn't even deserve to be on the roster right now much less in the main event of one of the biggest shows of the year. But I digress."
"I could stand here and talk about Quake and the many reasons why he doesn't deserve to step into the ring with me but I'd be wasting my breath because let's face it, he wouldn't respond. So instead let's talk about something that really hits home with me and that's the state of GZW. I've been in this company since day fucking one and haven't left the main event scene once. I've seen this company through the ups and downs, and right now we're kinda riding the fence. But why? Thin roster?"
"I've looked at the roster we possess and I gotta say you can't blame it on the fact we've no one to choose from. Granted we've worked with larger rosters in years past just like we've taken smaller rosters and made it work. So you can't blame the roster size on the fact that things are lackluster right now. So what can you blame it on? The economy causing ticket sales to plummet?"
The GZW Icon seems to ponder that one for a second before simply shaking his head.
Nathan: "Ticket sales are as strong as they've ever been. We've sold out just as many arenas and venues during this depression as we have in years past. Merchandise sales are through the roof as well so I can't see how you could blame that either. So what is it if it's not the roster size or the economy? Could it be the fact that half the roster lacks that drive to make people care about them? I'm willing to bet I could walk up to any hardcore GZW fan and ask them to name three fourths of the roster and they couldn't do it. Why? Because we're sitting on a roster of fucking bums and lazy bastards just waiting to have everything handed to them instead of growing a set and taking it. Get off your asses and do something! You want these people to invest in you? Give them something to invest in."
"These people aren't going to just hand you riches, belts, or awards. I don't care what you did in past federations or what you achieved in a previous life. You want to succeed here then you better fuckin do something to prove it. You say you're gonna knock my teeth down my throat then you better make me a fuckin believer and do it because my teeth aren't going to magically jump down my throat regardless of the fact I'm over forty and on my way to dentures."
He cracks a slight smile but it doesn't last long.
Nathan: "Reid Maxwell who the fuck are you? You've got the skill set and you've got the chops to go along with it but seriously who the fuck are you? As a newcomer you should be pushing buttons left and right trying to get noticed by anyone that'll listen but you're not are you? No instead you'd rather show off your family and play ball with your kids or have a cook out. If that's what's the most important thing in your life then I suggest you find another line of work, especially if you want a shot at me and the gold."
"Then again maybe you're not looking for a shot at the World Title or the main event scene. Just maybe you're content with swimming in the shallow end of the gene pool and making a couple dollars here and their. If that's the case then you keep on doing what you're doing and eventually we'll be seeing you on the developmental roster or the unemployment line. It's a lose/lose situation, trust me."
"But Reid you aren't the only one are you? What about you Brutal? You wanna be the big man around here? When I look at you I don't see a beast, I don't see a threat, nor do I see a man who has a career in this business. No, what I see is Joy Napier's bitch and nothing more. Since day one you've shown that the only time you can make an impact is if Joy is by your side and the cards are stacked in your favor. How many times have you been put in a match you should have won and yet were walked all over as if you weren't even present?"
"Yet when backs are turned, matches are over and people are tired things change. You spring into action and you become a totally different person laying waste to anything that moves, just so long as Joy is near by and the threat level is zero. Yet your a threat to me? Your a threat to the New Era? I seriously doubt that. The only thing your a threat to is my sanity. You wanna make an impact? You wanna be feared instead of laughed at? Then prove to me and this company you're more than just another musclebound meat head because as of right now that's all that's seen."
"When I look at you Brutal I see a joke, nothing more. You've got the body but you've got nothing else to support it. How long do you think Joy and Leon will keep you around before they realize you're nothing more than dead weight? What then? You gonna play a body double in a gay porn movie? Perhaps you can star alongside Brian Reaper or Connor O'Reily."
As if words escape him the GZW World Champion just stands looking at the camera trying to find the words to say.
Nathan: "Brian, Connor what can I say about you that hasn't been said by everyone else on the roster? Seriously though, you know you're in a bad shape when the developmental wrester's are taking shots at you. Connor, Brian where's that fire you promised me after I cut you two chumps loose? You swore my head was going to be put a stick and you parade across town with it but yet none of that happened did it? No instead you went ghost and vanished off the face of the earth. Could it be you took my words to heart when I told you you'd be lost without me holding your hand and guiding you every step of the way? Or maybe theirs more than what we see."
"Brian when I brought you into this company you had all the potential in the world. Hell I gave you the world on a silver platter! Within weeks you were competing for your first championship thanks to me. You had everything, yet now you have nothing. How's that contract of yours working out now? I feel it's only a short time before the booking committee tires of looking at you and Ronald McDonald on the active roster and moves you to where you truly belong, the developmental roster competing for a spot amongst those you share talent with like Happy Sumo and Human Error."
"The same can be said about you as well Connor. Why should I waste my breath just to repeat what I just said about Brian. You two are the definition of interchangeable. You seen one you've seen them all. So allow me to save my breath as well as the masses from having to hear me rinse and repeat with you Connor. Enjoy the unemployment line."
"Oh Kolic don't think you've been forgotten. I'm sure you thought you'd be overlooked since you seem to be having a rough go of it around here. I mean with you losing your TV Title and all. Wait, you were TV Champion right Kolic? I was always under the impression that the TV Champion had to be on TV so when I kept turning on GZW TV and not seeing you it made me wonder whether or not you were actually a champion or not."
"You see Kolic, it's people like you whom I'm talking to when I talk about actually doing something. You were champion yet nobody knew unless they just stumbled across the site and saw your face on the championship page. It's amazing that you held the title as long as you did without so much as making any effort whatsoever. Image what you could do if you not only applied yourself but actually gave a shit about this company. You know, the company that pays your salary! The company that keeps you employed when their's a million others begging for your spot that could actually fill it better than you. You wanna be looked at as a contender? Then prove that you belong here."
Nathan loosens the dark blue tie he has on before adjusting the World Title that rests on his right shoulder.
Nathan: "Joy, Joy, Joy. You wanna talk about talent? You wanna talk about ring presence? You wanna talk about someone with what it takes to go all the way to the top of this company? Then you talk about Joy Napier. However you wanna talk about not seeing the big picture. You wanna talk about refusing to step out from their comfort zone and just going for it then you also talk about Joy Napier. It amazes me that someone with so much talent, and with the so much ability to make waves in this company do so little. When I look at you Joy I almost see a carbon copy of Kandi Fortune. Almost."
"You see, Kandi actually stepped up to the plate and did what it took to put her name on the map. In a sport dominated by men she found a way to make sure that she was seen not as an equal, but as a superior athlete. She left it all in the ring, where as you leave it all in the bedroom. You could have been World Champion by now if you applied your craft in this ring as much as you apply your craft in the bedroom. I've got nothing else to say about you Joy. Be gracious that I'm taking it easy on you. I can't say that it'll happen again."
"Sadly enough you can't talk about Joy without talking about Shane. The here today, gone tomorrow brat of the pack. A man who's more worried about the success of his bar than his own dying career. Well, saying your career is dying would be kind of a stretch since your career died years ago. How much longer you plan on being here Shane before you ride off into the sunset again? Is Heatwave Eight going to be your final match or do you think you'll make it all the way to Aftermath before vanishing once more?"
"Whatever the case you're priding yourself on being a lone wolf, a man with no ties to anyone. Is that because nobody will take you? You've burned your bridges with Kindred Project, New Era wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire, and The United Front is about as successful as you are. Don't pride yourself or stroke your ego about how you'll do this all on your own because you want to play by your own rules. Let's call a spade a spade Unfortunate Son. You're a lone wolf only because nobody gives a shit about you or your career."
"You wanna gloat about past accomplishments Shane? You wanna know why you're only known as a former champion and not a current champion? It's because every time this company decides to get behind you and allow you the chance to prove the masses wrong you piss it all away. They book you as the first and only North American Heavyweight Champion but instead of doing something with it you take the title and throw it in the fucking garbage before giving this company the middle finger and walking out. When people talk about a waste of sperm they talk about you Shane."
"Then again they could be talking about you Vic. You want a tissue?"
Nathan opens up his sports coat and pulls out a tissue before holding it towards the camera.
Nathan: "You gonna cry about how your mom doesn't love you anymore and your dad beat you next? To be honest Vic I bore of addressing you. I've said my piece about you and don't feel like rehashing old material so let's move on to address more relevant people on the roster."
"Like you Sean. As IC Champion certain things are expected of you much like they're expected of me as World Champion. One of those things is to be an active participant in promotional work as well as live events and house shows. Did you not get the memo? I mean outside of your presence on twirker and bookface little to nothing has been seen of you. Have you been hanging out with Kolic too much? You see, as champion it's best to choose your friends wisely because who they are and what they do can rub off on you."
"But you're lack of being present hasn't stopped you from taking your shots at me has it? Did you think you were being cute by calling me out like you did? Am I supposed to be laughing and patting you on the back? Well I'm not because you see it wasn't funny, it wasn't cute, nor was it needed. You want me attention? Why so I can make you and that belt you hold relevant? Much like Kolic nobody even knows you hold that title until they look on the website. That's the difference between a champion and someone who plays champion. You simply play champion Sean."
"I'm able to pick and choose who I step into the ring with not because I refuse a challenge or because I'm looking for the easy route. No I choose who I step into the ring with because unlike you I actually care about this company and know what these mindless drones want to see in the ring. They don't pay to see Sean Locke versus Santa Clause, they pay to see Nathan Williams versus Leon Corbin. They pay to see two greats go toe to toe not a never was and a man who couldn't sell coats in Alaska. You wanna take shots at me Sean? Then grow a set and make yourself worth my while because as of right now all I see is the next Shane Ryder."
A smile slowly crosses his face.
Nathan: "You see now we get into the meat and potatoes of the roster. Starting with you Tommy. You know Tommy I'm surprised at you. After our little conversation I figured you'd be all over the TV trying to refute my claims. Instead you've taken the strong, silent approach. Or perhaps you understand and agree with where I'm coming from. If that's the case then let what I said remain in stone. No need to rehash right?"
"But you Leon. You deserve to be spoken to don't you? As a former World Champion and number one on my hit list I'd be re-missed to simply overlook you or ignore you completely because unlike the majority of the roster you actually live up to your hype. People know that when your name is on the marquee that they'll get their moneys worth. You give your all for this company much like I do and it's for that reason and that reason alone than I speak to you with respect."
"You see Leon unlike the majority of this roster I do respect you and what you've accomplished. But that doesn't change the fact that I'm the World Champion and you're my biggest threat. Eventually it'll be me and you for this title. When that day comes the buy rates will be through the roof and tickets will sell out in a record amount of time. But when that final bell sounds I will walk out like I walked in, the GZW World Champion. Will it be easy? Of course not, and I'd be an idiot to think otherwise. But will it happen? You can bet your ass it will. I'm not going to allow you to step in and put a halt to my title reign. You may run over these rookies and several others on this roster with no problem but getting into the ring with me will be a whole nother story completely. I will be the end all and be all."
"But before I get to you Leon I have to rid myself of a pest that has decided to pull a Shane Ryder and vanish all the face of the earth before a big match. Where are you Quake? Did you finally come to your senses and realize you weren't' cut out for this company? Did you finally come to the realization that a match against me isn't what you wanted? That perhaps you've bit off more than you can chew? I don't care what the reason is Quake, because come Heatwave Eight I rid this company of you once and for all."
"I bore of having to carry you at house shows and carry you on the microphone to try and hide your weaknesses. When we step into the ring I'll expose every single weakness you have to the masses and to the booking committee. You don't belong on this roster, nor do you belong in the main event. Doubt what I say is true? Tune in at Heatwave and find out just how true my words are."
"Mongrel, Alex, Bane don't mistake my not addressing you as a slight to you. Take it as a blessing. You see Mongrel you've finally done something and achieved gold in this company so congrats. Alex, I bore of you so why address you? Bane why bother with you? Injuries have taken their tole on your body so why add gas to the fire?"
"I've said my piece, now let's see if you people have the stones to do something about it."
He pushes his way past the camera as the scene fades.
"I could stand here and talk about Quake and the many reasons why he doesn't deserve to step into the ring with me but I'd be wasting my breath because let's face it, he wouldn't respond. So instead let's talk about something that really hits home with me and that's the state of GZW. I've been in this company since day fucking one and haven't left the main event scene once. I've seen this company through the ups and downs, and right now we're kinda riding the fence. But why? Thin roster?"
"I've looked at the roster we possess and I gotta say you can't blame it on the fact we've no one to choose from. Granted we've worked with larger rosters in years past just like we've taken smaller rosters and made it work. So you can't blame the roster size on the fact that things are lackluster right now. So what can you blame it on? The economy causing ticket sales to plummet?"
The GZW Icon seems to ponder that one for a second before simply shaking his head.
Nathan: "Ticket sales are as strong as they've ever been. We've sold out just as many arenas and venues during this depression as we have in years past. Merchandise sales are through the roof as well so I can't see how you could blame that either. So what is it if it's not the roster size or the economy? Could it be the fact that half the roster lacks that drive to make people care about them? I'm willing to bet I could walk up to any hardcore GZW fan and ask them to name three fourths of the roster and they couldn't do it. Why? Because we're sitting on a roster of fucking bums and lazy bastards just waiting to have everything handed to them instead of growing a set and taking it. Get off your asses and do something! You want these people to invest in you? Give them something to invest in."
"These people aren't going to just hand you riches, belts, or awards. I don't care what you did in past federations or what you achieved in a previous life. You want to succeed here then you better fuckin do something to prove it. You say you're gonna knock my teeth down my throat then you better make me a fuckin believer and do it because my teeth aren't going to magically jump down my throat regardless of the fact I'm over forty and on my way to dentures."
He cracks a slight smile but it doesn't last long.
Nathan: "Reid Maxwell who the fuck are you? You've got the skill set and you've got the chops to go along with it but seriously who the fuck are you? As a newcomer you should be pushing buttons left and right trying to get noticed by anyone that'll listen but you're not are you? No instead you'd rather show off your family and play ball with your kids or have a cook out. If that's what's the most important thing in your life then I suggest you find another line of work, especially if you want a shot at me and the gold."
"Then again maybe you're not looking for a shot at the World Title or the main event scene. Just maybe you're content with swimming in the shallow end of the gene pool and making a couple dollars here and their. If that's the case then you keep on doing what you're doing and eventually we'll be seeing you on the developmental roster or the unemployment line. It's a lose/lose situation, trust me."
"But Reid you aren't the only one are you? What about you Brutal? You wanna be the big man around here? When I look at you I don't see a beast, I don't see a threat, nor do I see a man who has a career in this business. No, what I see is Joy Napier's bitch and nothing more. Since day one you've shown that the only time you can make an impact is if Joy is by your side and the cards are stacked in your favor. How many times have you been put in a match you should have won and yet were walked all over as if you weren't even present?"
"Yet when backs are turned, matches are over and people are tired things change. You spring into action and you become a totally different person laying waste to anything that moves, just so long as Joy is near by and the threat level is zero. Yet your a threat to me? Your a threat to the New Era? I seriously doubt that. The only thing your a threat to is my sanity. You wanna make an impact? You wanna be feared instead of laughed at? Then prove to me and this company you're more than just another musclebound meat head because as of right now that's all that's seen."
"When I look at you Brutal I see a joke, nothing more. You've got the body but you've got nothing else to support it. How long do you think Joy and Leon will keep you around before they realize you're nothing more than dead weight? What then? You gonna play a body double in a gay porn movie? Perhaps you can star alongside Brian Reaper or Connor O'Reily."
As if words escape him the GZW World Champion just stands looking at the camera trying to find the words to say.
Nathan: "Brian, Connor what can I say about you that hasn't been said by everyone else on the roster? Seriously though, you know you're in a bad shape when the developmental wrester's are taking shots at you. Connor, Brian where's that fire you promised me after I cut you two chumps loose? You swore my head was going to be put a stick and you parade across town with it but yet none of that happened did it? No instead you went ghost and vanished off the face of the earth. Could it be you took my words to heart when I told you you'd be lost without me holding your hand and guiding you every step of the way? Or maybe theirs more than what we see."
"Brian when I brought you into this company you had all the potential in the world. Hell I gave you the world on a silver platter! Within weeks you were competing for your first championship thanks to me. You had everything, yet now you have nothing. How's that contract of yours working out now? I feel it's only a short time before the booking committee tires of looking at you and Ronald McDonald on the active roster and moves you to where you truly belong, the developmental roster competing for a spot amongst those you share talent with like Happy Sumo and Human Error."
"The same can be said about you as well Connor. Why should I waste my breath just to repeat what I just said about Brian. You two are the definition of interchangeable. You seen one you've seen them all. So allow me to save my breath as well as the masses from having to hear me rinse and repeat with you Connor. Enjoy the unemployment line."
"Oh Kolic don't think you've been forgotten. I'm sure you thought you'd be overlooked since you seem to be having a rough go of it around here. I mean with you losing your TV Title and all. Wait, you were TV Champion right Kolic? I was always under the impression that the TV Champion had to be on TV so when I kept turning on GZW TV and not seeing you it made me wonder whether or not you were actually a champion or not."
"You see Kolic, it's people like you whom I'm talking to when I talk about actually doing something. You were champion yet nobody knew unless they just stumbled across the site and saw your face on the championship page. It's amazing that you held the title as long as you did without so much as making any effort whatsoever. Image what you could do if you not only applied yourself but actually gave a shit about this company. You know, the company that pays your salary! The company that keeps you employed when their's a million others begging for your spot that could actually fill it better than you. You wanna be looked at as a contender? Then prove that you belong here."
Nathan loosens the dark blue tie he has on before adjusting the World Title that rests on his right shoulder.
Nathan: "Joy, Joy, Joy. You wanna talk about talent? You wanna talk about ring presence? You wanna talk about someone with what it takes to go all the way to the top of this company? Then you talk about Joy Napier. However you wanna talk about not seeing the big picture. You wanna talk about refusing to step out from their comfort zone and just going for it then you also talk about Joy Napier. It amazes me that someone with so much talent, and with the so much ability to make waves in this company do so little. When I look at you Joy I almost see a carbon copy of Kandi Fortune. Almost."
"You see, Kandi actually stepped up to the plate and did what it took to put her name on the map. In a sport dominated by men she found a way to make sure that she was seen not as an equal, but as a superior athlete. She left it all in the ring, where as you leave it all in the bedroom. You could have been World Champion by now if you applied your craft in this ring as much as you apply your craft in the bedroom. I've got nothing else to say about you Joy. Be gracious that I'm taking it easy on you. I can't say that it'll happen again."
"Sadly enough you can't talk about Joy without talking about Shane. The here today, gone tomorrow brat of the pack. A man who's more worried about the success of his bar than his own dying career. Well, saying your career is dying would be kind of a stretch since your career died years ago. How much longer you plan on being here Shane before you ride off into the sunset again? Is Heatwave Eight going to be your final match or do you think you'll make it all the way to Aftermath before vanishing once more?"
"Whatever the case you're priding yourself on being a lone wolf, a man with no ties to anyone. Is that because nobody will take you? You've burned your bridges with Kindred Project, New Era wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire, and The United Front is about as successful as you are. Don't pride yourself or stroke your ego about how you'll do this all on your own because you want to play by your own rules. Let's call a spade a spade Unfortunate Son. You're a lone wolf only because nobody gives a shit about you or your career."
"You wanna gloat about past accomplishments Shane? You wanna know why you're only known as a former champion and not a current champion? It's because every time this company decides to get behind you and allow you the chance to prove the masses wrong you piss it all away. They book you as the first and only North American Heavyweight Champion but instead of doing something with it you take the title and throw it in the fucking garbage before giving this company the middle finger and walking out. When people talk about a waste of sperm they talk about you Shane."
"Then again they could be talking about you Vic. You want a tissue?"
Nathan opens up his sports coat and pulls out a tissue before holding it towards the camera.
Nathan: "You gonna cry about how your mom doesn't love you anymore and your dad beat you next? To be honest Vic I bore of addressing you. I've said my piece about you and don't feel like rehashing old material so let's move on to address more relevant people on the roster."
"Like you Sean. As IC Champion certain things are expected of you much like they're expected of me as World Champion. One of those things is to be an active participant in promotional work as well as live events and house shows. Did you not get the memo? I mean outside of your presence on twirker and bookface little to nothing has been seen of you. Have you been hanging out with Kolic too much? You see, as champion it's best to choose your friends wisely because who they are and what they do can rub off on you."
"But you're lack of being present hasn't stopped you from taking your shots at me has it? Did you think you were being cute by calling me out like you did? Am I supposed to be laughing and patting you on the back? Well I'm not because you see it wasn't funny, it wasn't cute, nor was it needed. You want me attention? Why so I can make you and that belt you hold relevant? Much like Kolic nobody even knows you hold that title until they look on the website. That's the difference between a champion and someone who plays champion. You simply play champion Sean."
"I'm able to pick and choose who I step into the ring with not because I refuse a challenge or because I'm looking for the easy route. No I choose who I step into the ring with because unlike you I actually care about this company and know what these mindless drones want to see in the ring. They don't pay to see Sean Locke versus Santa Clause, they pay to see Nathan Williams versus Leon Corbin. They pay to see two greats go toe to toe not a never was and a man who couldn't sell coats in Alaska. You wanna take shots at me Sean? Then grow a set and make yourself worth my while because as of right now all I see is the next Shane Ryder."
A smile slowly crosses his face.
Nathan: "You see now we get into the meat and potatoes of the roster. Starting with you Tommy. You know Tommy I'm surprised at you. After our little conversation I figured you'd be all over the TV trying to refute my claims. Instead you've taken the strong, silent approach. Or perhaps you understand and agree with where I'm coming from. If that's the case then let what I said remain in stone. No need to rehash right?"
"But you Leon. You deserve to be spoken to don't you? As a former World Champion and number one on my hit list I'd be re-missed to simply overlook you or ignore you completely because unlike the majority of the roster you actually live up to your hype. People know that when your name is on the marquee that they'll get their moneys worth. You give your all for this company much like I do and it's for that reason and that reason alone than I speak to you with respect."
"You see Leon unlike the majority of this roster I do respect you and what you've accomplished. But that doesn't change the fact that I'm the World Champion and you're my biggest threat. Eventually it'll be me and you for this title. When that day comes the buy rates will be through the roof and tickets will sell out in a record amount of time. But when that final bell sounds I will walk out like I walked in, the GZW World Champion. Will it be easy? Of course not, and I'd be an idiot to think otherwise. But will it happen? You can bet your ass it will. I'm not going to allow you to step in and put a halt to my title reign. You may run over these rookies and several others on this roster with no problem but getting into the ring with me will be a whole nother story completely. I will be the end all and be all."
"But before I get to you Leon I have to rid myself of a pest that has decided to pull a Shane Ryder and vanish all the face of the earth before a big match. Where are you Quake? Did you finally come to your senses and realize you weren't' cut out for this company? Did you finally come to the realization that a match against me isn't what you wanted? That perhaps you've bit off more than you can chew? I don't care what the reason is Quake, because come Heatwave Eight I rid this company of you once and for all."
"I bore of having to carry you at house shows and carry you on the microphone to try and hide your weaknesses. When we step into the ring I'll expose every single weakness you have to the masses and to the booking committee. You don't belong on this roster, nor do you belong in the main event. Doubt what I say is true? Tune in at Heatwave and find out just how true my words are."
"Mongrel, Alex, Bane don't mistake my not addressing you as a slight to you. Take it as a blessing. You see Mongrel you've finally done something and achieved gold in this company so congrats. Alex, I bore of you so why address you? Bane why bother with you? Injuries have taken their tole on your body so why add gas to the fire?"
"I've said my piece, now let's see if you people have the stones to do something about it."
He pushes his way past the camera as the scene fades.
