Post by Andy D on May 17, 2016 18:59:04 GMT -5
If I was to close my eyes when I crossed at the lights and died, will I leave a legacy, or just a corpse behind? - Lower Than Atlantis; Number One
While it’s overly tempting to start this thing off with “It’s Showtime” as a double entendre to reference both how prepared I am for my upcoming match and who my opponent is to be, I shall refrain. On a side note, while a double entendre is usually used for a word or phrase which has both a normal and a risqué meaning, it can be just for anything with a double meaning.
But yes, my match forthcoming at Living a Legacy shall be against Michael Wryght, with the International title on the line as well. I find it interesting the whole situation with Showtime and the Presidency, both PCW and USA. There are many rumours and potentially slanderous comments that are about Wryght, as one may expect against a Presidential Candidate. Some say that he’s taken the PCW Presidency because he knows he wont get the top job. Some say that he’s just a public figure head that has no power whatsoever while others claim that he’s planning on running the oval office from the PCW one…
While it’s overly tempting to make a Stig joke here, I feel it may go over most heads.
If he does have power within PCW, then I have to wonder what he was thinking when he signed his own Title defence match. Why did he choose to defend his title? Was it a show of power or to quieten the critics who claim not defends shows he’s week? And further to that, why pick me as an opponent?
Not that I’m not grateful for the opportunity, quite the opposite in fact. The International title is one I’ve not had a decent shot at, and one of the “main” titles I’ve yet to hold (yeah, I still can’t believe I once held the World title either). But still I cant help but wonder how random my name was put into the match.
Showtime is strategist. Practically a master one given the last few months of matches. Perhaps my placement of challenger is no accident at all, but a carefully planned placement that gives Showtime a strong looking opponent but a greater chance of being victorious? After all, one only has to look at the game plan he employed against Justin Kaard several Trauma’s ago and realise it wouldn’t take much modification to be effective on me.
While my supporters may point out that I have never submitted in any match I have ever been apart of in my entire career (including a very notable PCW North American Title match where I refused to submit to the point the Referee had to stop the match due to my unconsciousness), I know how dangerous Showtime can be. And if anybody could ever make me submit for the very first time, it would be Michael Wryght.
While I am rightfully concerned about Showtime’s ability within the ring, it doesn’t mean I’m resigned to defeat already. See I know that my greatest strength in the ring lies in my speed, and that Showtime is going to be targeting my legs to counteract that. Which means that I know where he’s going to target for his attacks. Granted, being able to do something about it may be difficult, but being forewarned is forearmed, as the saying goes. And of course, if Showtime tries to throw a curveball and not target my legs, he risks leaving me with my greatest strength in the ring.
There’s also the problem that Showtime’s focus may be a little to divided at the moment. Along with defending his title at Living a Legacy, Showtime is (supposedly) running PCW at the moment, as well as still pursuing a bid on the white house. That is three very time consuming and mentally focused jobs which he is split between, not to mention the physical training he’s got to put in for competing in PCW. I know what Showtime is like when he’s not 100% focused. Skip back a couple of years and I found myself across the ring from a Michael Wryght who was slowly being consumed by the Black Hand’s machinations. Back then, the split division in his mentality between rational strategy and wild savagery gave me an opening to pick up the victory in that match. Ok granted, I almost go my neck broken into tiny pieces by a steel chair after the fact but still. I fought Wryght multiple times over the latter half of 2014, with and without the other Black Hand members, and the more he became a part of the Black Hand, the more difficult it was to defeat him. Further evidence that his dividing attention may give me the best opportunity to win here.
Of course I too have other thoughts than just this match. She’s five foot six and Scottish. Thankfully she’s less of a distraction and more of a motivation. I find it difficult to actually put into words just how I feel around Becks, or how to describe how I feel in general about her. That’s a good thing right? I’m famously documented as not thoroughly experienced in these matters.
I mean being in love. You want to twist words into the gutter go have a conversation with Dan Fierce.
Still, being with Becks has made me just want to succeed even more. To push myself to greater heights than I have been previously. To boldly go… ah who am I kidding, it motivates me just to not get my neck broken into tiny pieces. This is a dangerous sport after all.
Naturally Becks’ concerned for my well-being (which obviously I am too), and it wasn’t exactly a painless conversation we had when I explained how I make my living. Foolishly, when we first randomly met all those years ago I’d told her I worked in a warehouse. Something about just wanting to not be “famous” for a couple of days. That was not a story that I would have been able to keep up even if I didn’t think lying to her was a bad idea. Especially since we were living in Greenville itself. What if a local member of the Faithful spotted us out and about and asked me for an autograph? What would I say “Well gee honey, I broke the record of the number of receipts processed in a day… 4 times!” Yeah, like that would happen.
To pile on the pressure even more, Becks actually has tickets to see Living a Legacy. It’ll be the first time she’ll have seen me wrestle live. She’s seen me on tape a few times and she’s starting to get into the whole thing. Of course the first match of mine she saw, her favourite part was me being spinbustered into the mat by a 6 foot brick wall. And she’s concerned for my well-being?
She is, however, nervous about watching me live. She’s obviously hoping I win (completely oblivious to the whole championship thing), but she’s worried about what will happen if I lose. How disappointed I might be, would it be because she didn’t cheer loud enough. “What if you decide I should never see you live again?”
I could only laugh at the mild panic Becks seemed to be working herself into over this. “Well that’s not going to happen.” I assure her. “Look, if I lose, I lose. Just have to try again next time.”
“But I just want to remember my first time as being really special” Damn it Fierce, get your influence out of my mind!
“Look, if you wanted to go to see a match where I win, you should have gone to the last show.”
“I thought you weren’t sure that you would win that match against Crazy Bob?” Becks asked, slightly puzzled.
“Crazy Boy” I corrected her, well she is still learning peoples names. “And I just meant that Hindsight is 20/20. And it said I won last week.” Becks gave me a slightly annoyed “tch” sound as she shook her head. “Look, this is a completive sport and like all sports there are no guarantees to win.” Unless your cheating. “I mean, Andy Murray doesn’t win all his tennis matches. The New York Yankees don’t win every baseball game. And Usain Bolt doesn’t win every race.”
“You wish you were Usain Bolt!” Becks playfully said.
“I don’t know...” I pondered out loud. “Bolt doesn’t have wonderful, gorgeous, red headed Scottish lady, who is beautiful, charming, and a wonderful kisser sitting across from him right at this moment in time” Becks started to smile (and possibly slightly blush) and was about to do that whole “Oh stop it (but really don’t stop it” routine when I immediately jumped in with “Too be honest it’s a tough choice!”
I had instantly stood up from my chair in my sitting room and headed toward the kitchen to make another cup of tea after dropping that bombshell. One of the couch cushions from next to where Becks was sitting missed my left arm by meet inches as I could only laugh at the (mostly mock) disappointed noises Becks was making..
Of course Becks knows the truth that I wouldn’t change anything right now. I’m in love with a wonderful girl. I get to perform in front of one of the best crowds around and I have an opportunity at Championship Gold.
Others may be concerned about how they’re making a Legacy right now. I’m just happy to do the whole Living part.
While it’s overly tempting to start this thing off with “It’s Showtime” as a double entendre to reference both how prepared I am for my upcoming match and who my opponent is to be, I shall refrain. On a side note, while a double entendre is usually used for a word or phrase which has both a normal and a risqué meaning, it can be just for anything with a double meaning.
But yes, my match forthcoming at Living a Legacy shall be against Michael Wryght, with the International title on the line as well. I find it interesting the whole situation with Showtime and the Presidency, both PCW and USA. There are many rumours and potentially slanderous comments that are about Wryght, as one may expect against a Presidential Candidate. Some say that he’s taken the PCW Presidency because he knows he wont get the top job. Some say that he’s just a public figure head that has no power whatsoever while others claim that he’s planning on running the oval office from the PCW one…
While it’s overly tempting to make a Stig joke here, I feel it may go over most heads.
If he does have power within PCW, then I have to wonder what he was thinking when he signed his own Title defence match. Why did he choose to defend his title? Was it a show of power or to quieten the critics who claim not defends shows he’s week? And further to that, why pick me as an opponent?
Not that I’m not grateful for the opportunity, quite the opposite in fact. The International title is one I’ve not had a decent shot at, and one of the “main” titles I’ve yet to hold (yeah, I still can’t believe I once held the World title either). But still I cant help but wonder how random my name was put into the match.
Showtime is strategist. Practically a master one given the last few months of matches. Perhaps my placement of challenger is no accident at all, but a carefully planned placement that gives Showtime a strong looking opponent but a greater chance of being victorious? After all, one only has to look at the game plan he employed against Justin Kaard several Trauma’s ago and realise it wouldn’t take much modification to be effective on me.
While my supporters may point out that I have never submitted in any match I have ever been apart of in my entire career (including a very notable PCW North American Title match where I refused to submit to the point the Referee had to stop the match due to my unconsciousness), I know how dangerous Showtime can be. And if anybody could ever make me submit for the very first time, it would be Michael Wryght.
While I am rightfully concerned about Showtime’s ability within the ring, it doesn’t mean I’m resigned to defeat already. See I know that my greatest strength in the ring lies in my speed, and that Showtime is going to be targeting my legs to counteract that. Which means that I know where he’s going to target for his attacks. Granted, being able to do something about it may be difficult, but being forewarned is forearmed, as the saying goes. And of course, if Showtime tries to throw a curveball and not target my legs, he risks leaving me with my greatest strength in the ring.
There’s also the problem that Showtime’s focus may be a little to divided at the moment. Along with defending his title at Living a Legacy, Showtime is (supposedly) running PCW at the moment, as well as still pursuing a bid on the white house. That is three very time consuming and mentally focused jobs which he is split between, not to mention the physical training he’s got to put in for competing in PCW. I know what Showtime is like when he’s not 100% focused. Skip back a couple of years and I found myself across the ring from a Michael Wryght who was slowly being consumed by the Black Hand’s machinations. Back then, the split division in his mentality between rational strategy and wild savagery gave me an opening to pick up the victory in that match. Ok granted, I almost go my neck broken into tiny pieces by a steel chair after the fact but still. I fought Wryght multiple times over the latter half of 2014, with and without the other Black Hand members, and the more he became a part of the Black Hand, the more difficult it was to defeat him. Further evidence that his dividing attention may give me the best opportunity to win here.
Of course I too have other thoughts than just this match. She’s five foot six and Scottish. Thankfully she’s less of a distraction and more of a motivation. I find it difficult to actually put into words just how I feel around Becks, or how to describe how I feel in general about her. That’s a good thing right? I’m famously documented as not thoroughly experienced in these matters.
I mean being in love. You want to twist words into the gutter go have a conversation with Dan Fierce.
Still, being with Becks has made me just want to succeed even more. To push myself to greater heights than I have been previously. To boldly go… ah who am I kidding, it motivates me just to not get my neck broken into tiny pieces. This is a dangerous sport after all.
Naturally Becks’ concerned for my well-being (which obviously I am too), and it wasn’t exactly a painless conversation we had when I explained how I make my living. Foolishly, when we first randomly met all those years ago I’d told her I worked in a warehouse. Something about just wanting to not be “famous” for a couple of days. That was not a story that I would have been able to keep up even if I didn’t think lying to her was a bad idea. Especially since we were living in Greenville itself. What if a local member of the Faithful spotted us out and about and asked me for an autograph? What would I say “Well gee honey, I broke the record of the number of receipts processed in a day… 4 times!” Yeah, like that would happen.
To pile on the pressure even more, Becks actually has tickets to see Living a Legacy. It’ll be the first time she’ll have seen me wrestle live. She’s seen me on tape a few times and she’s starting to get into the whole thing. Of course the first match of mine she saw, her favourite part was me being spinbustered into the mat by a 6 foot brick wall. And she’s concerned for my well-being?
She is, however, nervous about watching me live. She’s obviously hoping I win (completely oblivious to the whole championship thing), but she’s worried about what will happen if I lose. How disappointed I might be, would it be because she didn’t cheer loud enough. “What if you decide I should never see you live again?”
I could only laugh at the mild panic Becks seemed to be working herself into over this. “Well that’s not going to happen.” I assure her. “Look, if I lose, I lose. Just have to try again next time.”
“But I just want to remember my first time as being really special” Damn it Fierce, get your influence out of my mind!
“Look, if you wanted to go to see a match where I win, you should have gone to the last show.”
“I thought you weren’t sure that you would win that match against Crazy Bob?” Becks asked, slightly puzzled.
“Crazy Boy” I corrected her, well she is still learning peoples names. “And I just meant that Hindsight is 20/20. And it said I won last week.” Becks gave me a slightly annoyed “tch” sound as she shook her head. “Look, this is a completive sport and like all sports there are no guarantees to win.” Unless your cheating. “I mean, Andy Murray doesn’t win all his tennis matches. The New York Yankees don’t win every baseball game. And Usain Bolt doesn’t win every race.”
“You wish you were Usain Bolt!” Becks playfully said.
“I don’t know...” I pondered out loud. “Bolt doesn’t have wonderful, gorgeous, red headed Scottish lady, who is beautiful, charming, and a wonderful kisser sitting across from him right at this moment in time” Becks started to smile (and possibly slightly blush) and was about to do that whole “Oh stop it (but really don’t stop it” routine when I immediately jumped in with “Too be honest it’s a tough choice!”
I had instantly stood up from my chair in my sitting room and headed toward the kitchen to make another cup of tea after dropping that bombshell. One of the couch cushions from next to where Becks was sitting missed my left arm by meet inches as I could only laugh at the (mostly mock) disappointed noises Becks was making..
Of course Becks knows the truth that I wouldn’t change anything right now. I’m in love with a wonderful girl. I get to perform in front of one of the best crowds around and I have an opportunity at Championship Gold.
Others may be concerned about how they’re making a Legacy right now. I’m just happy to do the whole Living part.
