Re: Twenty Minutes
"Name me a man who's done something remarkable and I'll name you a lying ass wrestler that'll try to convince you that they can do better."
FADE: EPW superstar, SEAN 'TRIPLE X' STEVENS could've cut an elaborate promo from one of his many palatial palaces ranging from the Florida Keys to St. Tropez, sitting on a hammock, in designer sunglasses, while women with large posteriors and six pack abs fanned him with gigantic green leaves … but, at this point in his life … what for? There was nothing left to prove.
So he settled.
Settled for a backdrop, a stool, and his brand new "GREATEST EPW SUPERSTAR OF ALL TIME" t-shirt.
A t-shirt that reeked of soooo much awesomeness, that you – the viewer – instantly ran to your computer, typed empireprowrestling.com in your web browser, and purchased it.
Buy the shirt … wear the shirt … love the shirt.
TRIPLE X: When I left Empire Pro Wrestling, I was a broken man," didn't expect him to ever admit to that, did you? "Copycat beat me within an inch of my life; he humiliated me, made me feel like a complete and utter failure, and question whether it all was worth it anymore. As I attended those therapy sessions trying to heal my back, for the first time in my life … I felt sorry for myself. For my wife … our kid. My family, our fans, and everybody that looked to me as the front line of defense, whenever someone tried to defame, or destroy this promotion. I felt bad for them, because in my mind, I failed them.
"I felt like I had lost control, and as much as I hate to admit it, because as it stands, I may never get to exact that revenge … I got outsmarted by the Smartest Player in the Game. Today? Mentally, I find myself doubting my ability a little more than I did in the past. I'm fine physically, but in the back of my mind, there's always those doubts, those what ifs … what if I meet my match? What if my best isn't good enough? Those questions I never once asked myself when I reigned as champion for two years straight.
"But, just because I'm being humble in admitting that, let's not get anything misconstrued. I don't care how many EPW titles he's won, who he's beaten, or how many times he attempts to spin the original story … Brian Nadalny will always be my bitch.
"My name will forever come out of his mouth – like it did the entire time I was gone. He will always attempt little publicity stunts like the one he pulled off at Black Dawn, in an effort to upstage every legit record that I broke … and, ultimately, when it's all said and done, at the end of the day, all of that fabricated bullshit will never measure up to the real respect that I earned.
"King slayer? Child please. Your first EPW title was gift wrapped to you because the company wanted to go in a different direction. Once I realized that the referee for our match wasn't going to acknowledge that my feet touched the floor, I tapped, because I didn't want my son to have to live with the memory of seeing his dad choke to death, dangling from a cage. Because as important as the EPW title is, it pales in comparison to what he represents to me, and the psychological damage that my not being here would've done to him.
"And, that's the difference between you and me, Brian. I have something to live for, your imagination, your lies, your half-truths is all you've got, and for the most part? I'm willing to let you have that, so long as you go your way and keep my name out of your mouth. I'm not interested in besting you for the fourth or fifth time. I took two years off, came back, wrestled you in my first match, in your prime, and you still weren't good enough to get a real victory over me. I have nothing to prove to you, or anyone else in this federation, and you still aren't respected as a credible world champion, and the fact that my name is mentioned so frequently, and that everything you've done since you broke through that glass ceiling is brushed off, because it's not as great as what I've accomplished speaks volumes. It keeps you up at night, tossing and turning. It causes you to go out of your way to create elaborate schemes, like Dis, or what happened at Black Dawn … and, it makes you look silly, and desperate.
"First, there isn't a wrestler, fan, personality, journalist, blogger, photographer, or paparazzi alive that will ever see you as anything other than that kid that I sonned for a year straight. Keep your nose out of my business; continue on defending your strap against the likes of Cameron Cruise, and please get over me. I won our rivalry a very long time ago. It's about time you moved on.
"And speaking of moving on … Rezin … I don't care if you quit, I don't care if you stay, I don't care if your hair never grows back, or if losing it causes you to run to the nearest bridge and jump.
"I. Don't. Care.
"I don't care if you're mad, I don't care if you're sad, I don't care if you jump back in the mirror, and hide out in Never Never Land until Captain Hook stabs you to death.
"I don't care what you have to say, I don't care about what motivates you, and I damn sure don't care to listen to any more of your one sided views on wins, and losses. I just can't motivate myself to give a damn anymore, because you're just not worth it.
"Wanna know why? Because you're a joke, Erik. From the clothes that you wear, to the way that you speak, to the fact that you may never have what it takes to win the big one, even when you should. You got an issue? I'm not a hard man to find. Otherwise, don't waste my time, with your insults and threats. The only thing that I care about is my family, and if I've never said it in the past, it's because I never needed to. Unlike our EPW World Heavyweight Champion, Randall never needed my co-sign, or kicked and screamed like an infant because I didn't acknowledge him. But, if it needs to be said, you heard it here first. Shannon Joseph Stevens is who I care about. Poison Ivy McGinnis is who I care about. Elijah Jonas Flair, Angel, and Mariella-Jade are who I care about. And, yes … "Impulse" Randall Knox is my family, and someone that I care about.
"And, when I care about people, I fight for them … in this case; I get to fight with him. Christian Light … Michel LaLiberte … I don't know very much about you, and I'm not going to shoot myself in the foot by making a bunch of assumptions or accusations, but what I will say is this; You're stepping in a steel cage with perhaps the greatest technical wrestler of our generation, a man that has the ability to take everything that you can dish and keep getting up, because he's been through wars, and survived many marathons in the past. And, then you have me – the greatest EPW superstar of all time.
"I didn't just make that up. That's not self-proclaimed. I earned that, through countless wars, and you'll get to see first-hand why at Aggression. And, it's going to hurt … really, really bad. Good luck to you two gentlemen. ”
"Shitjust got very real."