Post by John Champa on Sept 1, 2015 17:13:28 GMT -6
Sure has been quiet around here lately, especially from the one man who vowed he would never let his fans down and that would be you Sean Locke.
The former Gzw2k1 World Heavyweight Champion, John Champa, is shown standing on the rooftop of GZW headquarters, with the words “Gzw Headquarters” below him.
Here I stand Sean Locke and since my return you have yet to even acknowledge the message that I sent, not only to you but to Gzw as a whole. The message was simple, the message was easy to understand, and the message was delivered with precision and delivered with a bang. I hold the fate of every Gzw globalstar in the palm of my hand. I handpicked Leon to continue to carry the torch of Ground Zero, until I see fit to take it from him, because of the three involved he was the most deserving. Don’t get me wrong I can’t stand the sight of the guy, but I hate you and Cross even more than I do Leon.
This is my company, this is my playground. While everyone around here is attempting to jump ship here I stand, figuratively and literally, head and shoulders above all of the competition and head and shoulders above Ground Zero. I left this place, not because I had to, but to prove to each and every one of you that without me, John Champa, this place would flounder and struggle to keep afloat. I left this place of my own accord and I returned because I was asked, I was begged, to return and play the role of savior once again.
Many people thing that I love to toot my own horn, or revel in the acknowledgement of others about how great I am, I need none of that. I don’t need to toot my own horn because my work speaks for itself. 2 time Intercontinental Champion, GZG Global Tag Team Champion and former GZW2k1 World Heavyweight Champion as well. My resume’, my victories over globalstars and icons speak volumes of the kind of superstar that I am. Some of you believe that I thrive on the approval of others, I could give two fucks what you people think of me. You opinion and thoughts don’t even register in my thought process.
I stand here, my own fucking man, while the rest of you fucking bitches rely on me to give you that main event rub that you so desperately need. I’ve been a main event star since I stepped foot in this company and this place knows it. This place needs me more than I need it. When I was gone this place did not have that ace that they could lean on. They attempted it with Raze, they looked to Sean Locke, they looked to Alex Cross, they thought they could bank on Leon hell they even brought back the Lone Gunman in hopes that he could revived and thrive off past glory and they all failed. Their failures sent a clear message to the powers that be with Ground Zero. The message was this place needs something stable, this place needs a draw, this place needs someone who can carry this place back to prominence, this place needs John Champa…….
And here I am, standing on top of the mountain, standing on top of the World…..standing on top of Ground Zero as a whole, and there isn’t anyone who can knock me off.
The scene fades out.
The former Gzw2k1 World Heavyweight Champion, John Champa, is shown standing on the rooftop of GZW headquarters, with the words “Gzw Headquarters” below him.
Here I stand Sean Locke and since my return you have yet to even acknowledge the message that I sent, not only to you but to Gzw as a whole. The message was simple, the message was easy to understand, and the message was delivered with precision and delivered with a bang. I hold the fate of every Gzw globalstar in the palm of my hand. I handpicked Leon to continue to carry the torch of Ground Zero, until I see fit to take it from him, because of the three involved he was the most deserving. Don’t get me wrong I can’t stand the sight of the guy, but I hate you and Cross even more than I do Leon.
This is my company, this is my playground. While everyone around here is attempting to jump ship here I stand, figuratively and literally, head and shoulders above all of the competition and head and shoulders above Ground Zero. I left this place, not because I had to, but to prove to each and every one of you that without me, John Champa, this place would flounder and struggle to keep afloat. I left this place of my own accord and I returned because I was asked, I was begged, to return and play the role of savior once again.
Many people thing that I love to toot my own horn, or revel in the acknowledgement of others about how great I am, I need none of that. I don’t need to toot my own horn because my work speaks for itself. 2 time Intercontinental Champion, GZG Global Tag Team Champion and former GZW2k1 World Heavyweight Champion as well. My resume’, my victories over globalstars and icons speak volumes of the kind of superstar that I am. Some of you believe that I thrive on the approval of others, I could give two fucks what you people think of me. You opinion and thoughts don’t even register in my thought process.
I stand here, my own fucking man, while the rest of you fucking bitches rely on me to give you that main event rub that you so desperately need. I’ve been a main event star since I stepped foot in this company and this place knows it. This place needs me more than I need it. When I was gone this place did not have that ace that they could lean on. They attempted it with Raze, they looked to Sean Locke, they looked to Alex Cross, they thought they could bank on Leon hell they even brought back the Lone Gunman in hopes that he could revived and thrive off past glory and they all failed. Their failures sent a clear message to the powers that be with Ground Zero. The message was this place needs something stable, this place needs a draw, this place needs someone who can carry this place back to prominence, this place needs John Champa…….
And here I am, standing on top of the mountain, standing on top of the World…..standing on top of Ground Zero as a whole, and there isn’t anyone who can knock me off.
The scene fades out.
