Post by Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith on May 14, 2007 17:22:11 GMT -5
Some things happen for a reason, but Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith has not quite figured out the reason for this embarassment and humilation quite yet.
He has been embarassed and humilated time and time again by the one called James Keenan and now... he has a chance to end it all finally.
This week marks the 4th time that James Keenan and Tyrone have interacted in the PCW, but none are more important then this one..
The rivalry started off small, with a friendly one-on-one match, but now it has escalated to this.
Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith vs. James Keenan III.... winner gets into the PCW Championship match for next week, and a chance to become the PCW Champion.
Keenan has quickly become a thorn in Tyrone's side, with him being 0-2 against him in singles matches, but this time...
The outcome will be different.
This time, victory will be mine… and there is nothing, and I repeat NOTHING, that anyone is going to do about it this time.
This time, I WILL beat James Keenan. He has quickly become a thorn in my side, but everything is going to change for the better.
That is Tyrone “Crazy Boy” Smith talking, and he is sitting in the lobby of a hotel room, talking to his brother, Carlos. Carlos is listening attentively to his younger brother, trying to grasp the comprehension that he is going to beat James Keenan this time around.
You’ve already lost to Keenan twice… what makes you think you are going to beat him this time?
Tyrone has a sly grin on his face and nods his head.
I understand your concern, Carlos. I’ve already lost to Keenan in a singles match and then in the North American Tournament. This time I have to face him for a chance for the PCW Championship next week. I have been training and preparing myself harder than I have ever trained myself before. I am more mentally focused than I have ever had before.
James Keenan may be a thorn in my side, but pretty soon, that thorn is going to be pulled and tossed away like trash.
I will get my victory over him, if it is the last thing that I do.
Carlos nods and is staring out into space, thinking out loud. Carlos then starts to talk, but Tyrone doesn’t hear anything… well, he does, but it’s something that he doesn’t want to hear.
We meet once again Tyrone.
I’ll give you 3 chances to take a guess who that is.
You aren’t going to win, Tyrone. Give it up. You’ve already lost to this guy twice… he’s got your number numerous times. You are never going to win the PCW title… or even the North American Title, because you know who holds that title…. You guessed it. James Keenan.
1.
You are soft, Tyrone. You are weak and powerless. You are never going to win, but I can help you. I can help you get this huge thorn out of your side.
2.
James Keenan is going to beat you once again, Tyrone, and there is nothing that you can do about it.
3!
Give up? It’s the evil Crazy Boy, trying to come out.
Don’t you start, you hear me? I have so much on my plate already. You almost cost me a relationship with my brother… AND my fiance’. You are nothing but trouble.
Yeah, but who has helped you almost defeat Lantlas AND James Keenan on numerous occasions. I can help you again, if you just give me the chance.
I don’t think so. I want to and I am going to do this on my own, and there is nothing that you are going to do about it. I am going to prevail on my own.
Tyrone, face it. Without my help, you are nothing… and you will never achieve in anything. Face it, you are a loser. But if, you do not need my help, I guess I’ll just sit in the backburner and watch you lose to Keenan… again.
Tyrone holds up his hands to his head and shakes it a little bit, but then all is quiet. Carlos has a hand on Tyrone’s shoulder and is kinda shaking him a little furiously.
Tyrone, have you been listening to anything I have been saying?
Tyrone, shaking his head a little bit, nods his head.
uh… Yeah.. I have. Excuse me for a moment, Carlos, I need to get some fresh air.
Tyrone steps though the outer doors and leans on the side of the hotel. He sighs and shakes his head.
Stupid voice. Trying to get what it always wants. He knows like everyone else that I can handle all this by myself. I do not need his help or anyone elses help to finally beat the entity known as James Keenan.
I know I can do it, especially with a chance for the title on the line.
Keenan, you may have beaten me twice already--- once in a friendly one-on-one match and once in the semi-finals of the North American Tournament. Hell, I even give you props that you ARE the North American Champion.
But that isn’t going to stop me this time, Keenan. With a chance to win the PCW title, I am going to be very hungry. I am going to want this more than you. Hell, You HAVE a title.. I am still looking for my first title in the PCW.
You have been a thorn in my side for long enough, Keenan… it’s time I pull you out.
Tyrone nods and walks away from the camera as the show fades to black
Static and fade.
He has been embarassed and humilated time and time again by the one called James Keenan and now... he has a chance to end it all finally.
This week marks the 4th time that James Keenan and Tyrone have interacted in the PCW, but none are more important then this one..
The rivalry started off small, with a friendly one-on-one match, but now it has escalated to this.
Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith vs. James Keenan III.... winner gets into the PCW Championship match for next week, and a chance to become the PCW Champion.
Keenan has quickly become a thorn in Tyrone's side, with him being 0-2 against him in singles matches, but this time...
The outcome will be different.
This time, victory will be mine… and there is nothing, and I repeat NOTHING, that anyone is going to do about it this time.
This time, I WILL beat James Keenan. He has quickly become a thorn in my side, but everything is going to change for the better.
That is Tyrone “Crazy Boy” Smith talking, and he is sitting in the lobby of a hotel room, talking to his brother, Carlos. Carlos is listening attentively to his younger brother, trying to grasp the comprehension that he is going to beat James Keenan this time around.
You’ve already lost to Keenan twice… what makes you think you are going to beat him this time?
Tyrone has a sly grin on his face and nods his head.
I understand your concern, Carlos. I’ve already lost to Keenan in a singles match and then in the North American Tournament. This time I have to face him for a chance for the PCW Championship next week. I have been training and preparing myself harder than I have ever trained myself before. I am more mentally focused than I have ever had before.
James Keenan may be a thorn in my side, but pretty soon, that thorn is going to be pulled and tossed away like trash.
I will get my victory over him, if it is the last thing that I do.
Carlos nods and is staring out into space, thinking out loud. Carlos then starts to talk, but Tyrone doesn’t hear anything… well, he does, but it’s something that he doesn’t want to hear.
We meet once again Tyrone.
I’ll give you 3 chances to take a guess who that is.
You aren’t going to win, Tyrone. Give it up. You’ve already lost to this guy twice… he’s got your number numerous times. You are never going to win the PCW title… or even the North American Title, because you know who holds that title…. You guessed it. James Keenan.
1.
You are soft, Tyrone. You are weak and powerless. You are never going to win, but I can help you. I can help you get this huge thorn out of your side.
2.
James Keenan is going to beat you once again, Tyrone, and there is nothing that you can do about it.
3!
Give up? It’s the evil Crazy Boy, trying to come out.
Don’t you start, you hear me? I have so much on my plate already. You almost cost me a relationship with my brother… AND my fiance’. You are nothing but trouble.
Yeah, but who has helped you almost defeat Lantlas AND James Keenan on numerous occasions. I can help you again, if you just give me the chance.
I don’t think so. I want to and I am going to do this on my own, and there is nothing that you are going to do about it. I am going to prevail on my own.
Tyrone, face it. Without my help, you are nothing… and you will never achieve in anything. Face it, you are a loser. But if, you do not need my help, I guess I’ll just sit in the backburner and watch you lose to Keenan… again.
Tyrone holds up his hands to his head and shakes it a little bit, but then all is quiet. Carlos has a hand on Tyrone’s shoulder and is kinda shaking him a little furiously.
Tyrone, have you been listening to anything I have been saying?
Tyrone, shaking his head a little bit, nods his head.
uh… Yeah.. I have. Excuse me for a moment, Carlos, I need to get some fresh air.
Tyrone steps though the outer doors and leans on the side of the hotel. He sighs and shakes his head.
Stupid voice. Trying to get what it always wants. He knows like everyone else that I can handle all this by myself. I do not need his help or anyone elses help to finally beat the entity known as James Keenan.
I know I can do it, especially with a chance for the title on the line.
Keenan, you may have beaten me twice already--- once in a friendly one-on-one match and once in the semi-finals of the North American Tournament. Hell, I even give you props that you ARE the North American Champion.
But that isn’t going to stop me this time, Keenan. With a chance to win the PCW title, I am going to be very hungry. I am going to want this more than you. Hell, You HAVE a title.. I am still looking for my first title in the PCW.
You have been a thorn in my side for long enough, Keenan… it’s time I pull you out.
Tyrone nods and walks away from the camera as the show fades to black
Static and fade.
