Post by John Champa on Sept 3, 2015 19:54:29 GMT -6
I’m not fisher price, I’m not matel, I’m not parker brothers, I’m not Sony, I’m not Nintendo I’m not a fucking game Sean.
John Champa is shown sitting on the hood of his car, sipping on a monster energy drink. John can’t help but to smirk, after having a serious look on his face, at the thought of Sean Locke pretending that he is to be trifled with.
For your entire career all you’ve done was played the role of a wrestler. Walking around the halls making light of any and everything that comes your way. I guess that’s how you’ve dealt with conflict your entire life. But I seem to remember a time when I brought out the dark side of you. I lite a fire in the belly of Sean Locke and he became this vicious, wounded animal. You developed that killer instinct that you’ve lacked your entire career. You brought something extra to the ring, you fought with vigor, you fought with anger, you fought as if your life depended on it, and at the time it did. You fought Sean, you fought and you fought and eventually you were able to overcome the obstacle that was known as John Champa. That is the Sean Locke that I want to fight, that is the Sean Locke that your fans need to see. You were at your best and I ask, no I demand nothing but the best from those that stand across from me in the squared circle.
But then you crashed back to earth and I guess you figured that style of Sean Locke wasn’t you and you fell back into the pit of despair and self-loathing that you’re in now. The Sean Locke that you were at the beginning and that you are now is one who thinks everything is a goddamn joke. This style of Sean Locke is one who thinks that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, and to an extent it is, but with the seriousness of the ass kicking that you’re about to receive, imitation is not wanted.
John lowers his voice to almost a whipser
This is not a game Sean, to play games you need to be in the ring with Alex Cross and Raze. But you’re in the ring with a former Gzw2k1 World Heavyweight Champion, a man who has beaten you from one side of the country to the other. But you want everyone to take you seriously. I know that I’m going to walk out the winner and I know you’re just hoping to walk out period. This is more than old beef Sean, I’m here to rid Ground Zero of any trash, any globalstar that doesn’t wish to be here. Pick your ball up Sean and run home because when you step into the ring with me there will be no games being played, there will be no mercy given. No quarter will be given in the course of the ass kicking that awaits you, no towels for you to throw in, and no safety barrier for you to hide behind. I’m on a mission, a mission to once again bring Ground Zero back to the top and what better way to do that than for me to recapture MY Ground Zero 2k1 World Heavyweight Championship.
You can shake your head all you want, you can make lite of every situation if you must, you can grin and imitate me all you want, but when you show up you better be ready to fight, and fight as if you’re life, your career, is depending on it.
Prove to your fans Sean that you have what it takes to be entertaining. Prove to me and the world that you belong to be mentioned in the same sentence with me. Prove to the world that your reign as Gzw2k1 World Heavyweight Champion was no fluke but that you earned it because you worked your ass off and took everything that I taught you and used it to rise to the top. I want you at your best, don’t give me this comedy character that you’ve once again become. I deserve your best, not just because I’m a former World Champion, not just because your fans demand it, but because when you go down in defeat, at least you will be able to do so with your head held high.
When you show up, you better be ready for no holds barred, because no hold will be sparred as I take you to the wood shed and prove to all your fans that no matter how much you want to be me you will never….NEVER ever be John Champa…..Greatness in the fucking flesh.
The scene fades out.
John Champa is shown sitting on the hood of his car, sipping on a monster energy drink. John can’t help but to smirk, after having a serious look on his face, at the thought of Sean Locke pretending that he is to be trifled with.
For your entire career all you’ve done was played the role of a wrestler. Walking around the halls making light of any and everything that comes your way. I guess that’s how you’ve dealt with conflict your entire life. But I seem to remember a time when I brought out the dark side of you. I lite a fire in the belly of Sean Locke and he became this vicious, wounded animal. You developed that killer instinct that you’ve lacked your entire career. You brought something extra to the ring, you fought with vigor, you fought with anger, you fought as if your life depended on it, and at the time it did. You fought Sean, you fought and you fought and eventually you were able to overcome the obstacle that was known as John Champa. That is the Sean Locke that I want to fight, that is the Sean Locke that your fans need to see. You were at your best and I ask, no I demand nothing but the best from those that stand across from me in the squared circle.
But then you crashed back to earth and I guess you figured that style of Sean Locke wasn’t you and you fell back into the pit of despair and self-loathing that you’re in now. The Sean Locke that you were at the beginning and that you are now is one who thinks everything is a goddamn joke. This style of Sean Locke is one who thinks that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, and to an extent it is, but with the seriousness of the ass kicking that you’re about to receive, imitation is not wanted.
John lowers his voice to almost a whipser
This is not a game Sean, to play games you need to be in the ring with Alex Cross and Raze. But you’re in the ring with a former Gzw2k1 World Heavyweight Champion, a man who has beaten you from one side of the country to the other. But you want everyone to take you seriously. I know that I’m going to walk out the winner and I know you’re just hoping to walk out period. This is more than old beef Sean, I’m here to rid Ground Zero of any trash, any globalstar that doesn’t wish to be here. Pick your ball up Sean and run home because when you step into the ring with me there will be no games being played, there will be no mercy given. No quarter will be given in the course of the ass kicking that awaits you, no towels for you to throw in, and no safety barrier for you to hide behind. I’m on a mission, a mission to once again bring Ground Zero back to the top and what better way to do that than for me to recapture MY Ground Zero 2k1 World Heavyweight Championship.
You can shake your head all you want, you can make lite of every situation if you must, you can grin and imitate me all you want, but when you show up you better be ready to fight, and fight as if you’re life, your career, is depending on it.
Prove to your fans Sean that you have what it takes to be entertaining. Prove to me and the world that you belong to be mentioned in the same sentence with me. Prove to the world that your reign as Gzw2k1 World Heavyweight Champion was no fluke but that you earned it because you worked your ass off and took everything that I taught you and used it to rise to the top. I want you at your best, don’t give me this comedy character that you’ve once again become. I deserve your best, not just because I’m a former World Champion, not just because your fans demand it, but because when you go down in defeat, at least you will be able to do so with your head held high.
When you show up, you better be ready for no holds barred, because no hold will be sparred as I take you to the wood shed and prove to all your fans that no matter how much you want to be me you will never….NEVER ever be John Champa…..Greatness in the fucking flesh.
The scene fades out.
