(Hornet's at home in his media room. On the large screen TV in front of him is footage of Lawrence Stanley wrestling. Other tapes sit on top of the VCR, ready to be played.)
ANNIVERSARY time, again... or so Merritt says. Personally, I think his calendar's a little off. But it's Merritt's company, so he can do what he wants, right?
That means he can throw Randalls and Love in against each other with two big unknowns between them. That means he can lock Eli and Troy in a steel cage and let them kill each other all over again for a buyrate. It means he can put four tag teams in a dangerous match where somebody's sure to get hurt pretty bad.
And it means he gets to play with my life once again. Hey, what can I say? I was the one that signed the contract, and did it to set up what was supposed to be the biggest overthrow in this company's history... well, short of the laughable thought that Doc Silver would actually own this place a few years ago.
The overthrow has been overthrown. Eli says it was over my 'indiscretion' with Teri. Randalls says it's just because we're better suited to hate each other. Obviously, I say a little different than either of those two. But the ClaimStakers are history... and that means that I get to go it alone again.
Two potential title matches... one for the first title I ever held here in the CSWA, the storied United States Title. And the other, for the title that I took with me to the world stage, the CSWA World Heavyweight Championship.
It's been a long time since I cared about Chad Merritt's gold. There have always been other things I thought were more important: Ivy, the debacle with Teri, the ClaimStakers, Vizzack, whoever. But you see, here's the thing. Merritt put me in this position, which means he's got a reason for doing it. And I think Chaddyboy's bought into the propaganda that Hornet can't cut in the ring anymore. He doesn't expect me to get by Stanley... and if I do, he certainly doesn't expect me to outwrestle Evan Aho or outflash Kevin Powers. (laughs)
Stanley, Powers, Aho, you're all great wrestlers with your own goals and desires. But you've just been put dead in the middle of a bigger, uglier fight. If I learned anything from my time as Mike Randalls' partner, it's that there's nothing that lights the fire quite like someone like Chad Merritt telling me I can't do something.
Stanley, you and I have some pre-existing business to settle... although I think you're a bit misguided in your lust for my blood... or maybe it's just the fact I made you eat dog food, who knows.
But for you Kevin, and most certainly you Evan, well, it's nothing personal. (smiles)
(fadeout)
ANNIVERSARY time, again... or so Merritt says. Personally, I think his calendar's a little off. But it's Merritt's company, so he can do what he wants, right?
That means he can throw Randalls and Love in against each other with two big unknowns between them. That means he can lock Eli and Troy in a steel cage and let them kill each other all over again for a buyrate. It means he can put four tag teams in a dangerous match where somebody's sure to get hurt pretty bad.
And it means he gets to play with my life once again. Hey, what can I say? I was the one that signed the contract, and did it to set up what was supposed to be the biggest overthrow in this company's history... well, short of the laughable thought that Doc Silver would actually own this place a few years ago.
The overthrow has been overthrown. Eli says it was over my 'indiscretion' with Teri. Randalls says it's just because we're better suited to hate each other. Obviously, I say a little different than either of those two. But the ClaimStakers are history... and that means that I get to go it alone again.
Two potential title matches... one for the first title I ever held here in the CSWA, the storied United States Title. And the other, for the title that I took with me to the world stage, the CSWA World Heavyweight Championship.
It's been a long time since I cared about Chad Merritt's gold. There have always been other things I thought were more important: Ivy, the debacle with Teri, the ClaimStakers, Vizzack, whoever. But you see, here's the thing. Merritt put me in this position, which means he's got a reason for doing it. And I think Chaddyboy's bought into the propaganda that Hornet can't cut in the ring anymore. He doesn't expect me to get by Stanley... and if I do, he certainly doesn't expect me to outwrestle Evan Aho or outflash Kevin Powers. (laughs)
Stanley, Powers, Aho, you're all great wrestlers with your own goals and desires. But you've just been put dead in the middle of a bigger, uglier fight. If I learned anything from my time as Mike Randalls' partner, it's that there's nothing that lights the fire quite like someone like Chad Merritt telling me I can't do something.
Stanley, you and I have some pre-existing business to settle... although I think you're a bit misguided in your lust for my blood... or maybe it's just the fact I made you eat dog food, who knows.
But for you Kevin, and most certainly you Evan, well, it's nothing personal. (smiles)
(fadeout)