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From The Desk Of Eric Wright
As I C It: Edition # CS2003-001
Topic: Manuel Juarez
Hello again, everyone, this is Eric Wright. Wrestling's only REAL journalist.
Let's dispense with all of the BS and get right to the matter at hand. For months I have been telling everyone that I had evidence proving conclusively that CSWA official, Manuel Juarez, was not only incompetent, but also completely corrupt.
Now, I could show tape after tape of Jaurez muffing one call or another. From Adler's foot on the rope not six inches away from Jaurez during his title match with Triple X, to Evan Aho clearly shaking his head no to Mark Windham's Sharpshooter at Fish Fund. But, if you want a rehash of the obvious, I suggest you go read Bill Buckley's rag or listen to the drivel of Rudy Seitzer.
I'm the man who's exposed some of the biggest shams in this industry. And, if you want to get to the TRUTH of the issue... you come to me!
Now... why have I waited until now to bring this issue forward? Two reasons. First, it's always my hope that the guilty party will come forward on his own. I shouldn't need the power of the pen to force it. But, when it becomes necessary, I do. The second reason is that, unlike SOME of the so-called journalists in this company, I don't toss things out nilly willy. I make sure my ducks are in a row. If I can't prove something, I don't go public with it. Period.
So worried is Jaurez that this information is going to go public that he's threatened and attacked me on a few different occasions now. Well, Jaurez, I don't take kindly to threats. And I like cover-ups even less. So hold on to your green card, Paco, because you brought this one all on yourself.
I have in my possession, ladies and gentlemen, a video tape shot a few hours after the Orlando edition of PrimeTime was taped. Now, I imagine that if I were a chronic butt kisser like Buckley that Merritt would bend over backwards to give me either a radio or television spot to air this. But, since I bring more truth than chapstick to the table, you'll have to bear with me as I attempt to describe some of this footage along with the exact transcript of the tape. Enjoy!
(The scene opens in a hotel parking lot. We see Eric Wright looking into the video camera talking to the cameraman)
Wright: Ok, you sure you know what to do?
Cameraman: Definitely. I stand behind the two way security mirror in the bar and tape everything that happens between the girl you hired and Jaurez.
Wright: Right. Now, you're sure that her wire will transmit to the camera?
Cameraman: Relax. It's all taken care of.
Wright: Excellent. Good work. If this goes off as I expect it to, you can plan on a big bonus!
(Slight static then the footage opens to the Orlando Marriott hotel lounge. The camera zooms to the doorway as Manuel Jaurez enters the room. He makes his way over to a table and takes a seat.)
Waitress: What can I get for ya?
Jaurez: You got any tequila in this place?
Waitress: It's Orlando. We've got more tequila than Mexico.
Jaurez: Good, bring me a shot. And bring the bottle while you're at it!
(The waitress shoots him a puzzled look then proceeds to get his order. She returns a couple of minutes later and sits the glass and the bottle on the table)
Waitress: You look like somebody just pissed in your favorite bowl of cheerios, mister.
Jaurez: Yeah, you could say that.
Waitress: Wanna talk about it?
Jaurez: Nothing you can do about it, lady.
Waitress: The name is Nancy. And, sometimes it helps to just talk things out.
Jaurez: Thanks, but no thanks.
Nancy: Suit yourself.
(The tape cuts and the time stamp shows 38 minutes later. About half of the bottle now gone.)
Nancy: Feeling any better?
Jaurez: No... but a few more of these and I won't care how I feel.
Nancy: She ain't worth it, pal.
Jaurez: She?
Nancy: Whatever woman has you so twisted in a knot.
Jaurez: No... no woman. Some guy.
Nancy: Hey, whatever. Your kind gets hurt too, I'm sure.
Jaurez: NO! Just some guy at work. Sticking his nose in where it doesn't belong. Causing me a lot of grief.
Nancy: Somebody want your job?
Jaurez: No. Just somebody saying a bunch of stuff about me.
Nancy: Don't sweat it, pal. This stuff usually blows over. The bull always settles to the bottom. Unless it's true, of course.
Jaurez: Well... nevermind.
Nancy: Why don't I get you some coffee.
Jaurez: I don't want coffee. I want Wright out of my business!
Nancy: Wright... that the guy who's causing you so much grief?
Jaurez: Yeah.
Nancy: Just go to your boss... tell him it's all a lie. If he doesn't have proof, it's your word against his. You've got nothing to worry about.
Jaurez: Yeah, well he says he does. And, I think Merritt believes him.
Nancy: Still doesn't seem like anything to worry about. Sounds to me like you think this Wright guy may have what he says he does?
Jaurez: I don't see how he could. I don't think any of 'em would have tal... nevermind.
(She sits at the table)
Nancy: Come on, you may as well spill it. You've said most of it already. Besides, if this Wright guy has something on you, it's not like one more person knowing the truth is gonna matter, is it?
Jaurez: See... it's like this. I'm a referee. You know... professional wrestling?
Nancy: Oh yeah? Hey... I thought you looked a little familiar. See so many people in here, though, ya know? Anyway... no crime in being a referee.
Jaurez: Well, the thing is, over the last year or so, I've kinda done some things in matches I shouldn't have. You know... looked the other way... missed a few calls... stuff like that. Nothing major. Nothing that hasn't been done before.
Nancy: You think that's what this guy Wright knows?
Jaurez: I don't know. It kinda goes a little deeper than that. This is all one big mess. I don't know how I got wrapped up in it. But...
Nancy: But, you did. And, this guy Wright... you think he knows about it.
Jaurez: He might. I dunno. He could just be full of ##### for all I know. But, he's found stuff out on other people before. All I know is that if he comes forward with this... and he find out who set all of this up, I'm done.
Nancy: Well, unless your boss or something is behind it, I think you're kinda done anyway, aren't ya? I mean, are they gonna let you keep refereeing or whatever if they find out about this?
Jaurez: I don't know what Merritt will do. Probably just hold it over me for the rest of my life. Pay me squat to referee jobber matches forever.
Nancy: Could be worse.
Jaurez: Depending on what Wright knows... trust me... it could be.
(Jaurez tosses back a shot and slams the glass on the table)
Jaurez: Hey, I gotta get out of here.
Nancy: Why don't you sit a while... get some coffee. Sober up a little before you take off.
Jaurez: I got a room upstairs. I just wanna go up and pass out.
Nancy: Tell ya what... the bottle's on me. You've got enough troubles to deal with.
Jaurez: Thanks.
(Jaurez gets up. He staggers a bit as he backs away from the table, then goes out through the door)
Nancy: You get all of that?
Wright: Every word. Check your glove compartment when you leave. There will be a little something there for you.
(Static as the tape ends)
Now, I ask you, was I right... or was I WRIGHT?!?! Wrestling's only REAL journalist delivers exactly what he says he will. Proof positive that Manuel Juarez is indeed corrupt. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get out of our tipsy ref who the guy pulling his strings is. But, rest assured, I'll find out.
I have submitted a copy of this tape, along with some other evidence, to Chad Merritt's office. I have asked that on the MINIMUM that Jaurez not be allowed to officiate any championship matches or matches that have bearing on contender status until his offices are able to conduct a full scale investigation. I'll tell you that, as of yet, I have not received any confirmation on that request. But, I expect one shortly. Hopefully, this situation can be rectified, in one manner or another, before the Raleigh edition of Showtime.
This has been Eric Wright with a special report from the desk of As I C It!
As I C It: Edition # CS2003-001
Topic: Manuel Juarez
Hello again, everyone, this is Eric Wright. Wrestling's only REAL journalist.
Let's dispense with all of the BS and get right to the matter at hand. For months I have been telling everyone that I had evidence proving conclusively that CSWA official, Manuel Juarez, was not only incompetent, but also completely corrupt.
Now, I could show tape after tape of Jaurez muffing one call or another. From Adler's foot on the rope not six inches away from Jaurez during his title match with Triple X, to Evan Aho clearly shaking his head no to Mark Windham's Sharpshooter at Fish Fund. But, if you want a rehash of the obvious, I suggest you go read Bill Buckley's rag or listen to the drivel of Rudy Seitzer.
I'm the man who's exposed some of the biggest shams in this industry. And, if you want to get to the TRUTH of the issue... you come to me!
Now... why have I waited until now to bring this issue forward? Two reasons. First, it's always my hope that the guilty party will come forward on his own. I shouldn't need the power of the pen to force it. But, when it becomes necessary, I do. The second reason is that, unlike SOME of the so-called journalists in this company, I don't toss things out nilly willy. I make sure my ducks are in a row. If I can't prove something, I don't go public with it. Period.
So worried is Jaurez that this information is going to go public that he's threatened and attacked me on a few different occasions now. Well, Jaurez, I don't take kindly to threats. And I like cover-ups even less. So hold on to your green card, Paco, because you brought this one all on yourself.
I have in my possession, ladies and gentlemen, a video tape shot a few hours after the Orlando edition of PrimeTime was taped. Now, I imagine that if I were a chronic butt kisser like Buckley that Merritt would bend over backwards to give me either a radio or television spot to air this. But, since I bring more truth than chapstick to the table, you'll have to bear with me as I attempt to describe some of this footage along with the exact transcript of the tape. Enjoy!
(The scene opens in a hotel parking lot. We see Eric Wright looking into the video camera talking to the cameraman)
Wright: Ok, you sure you know what to do?
Cameraman: Definitely. I stand behind the two way security mirror in the bar and tape everything that happens between the girl you hired and Jaurez.
Wright: Right. Now, you're sure that her wire will transmit to the camera?
Cameraman: Relax. It's all taken care of.
Wright: Excellent. Good work. If this goes off as I expect it to, you can plan on a big bonus!
(Slight static then the footage opens to the Orlando Marriott hotel lounge. The camera zooms to the doorway as Manuel Jaurez enters the room. He makes his way over to a table and takes a seat.)
Waitress: What can I get for ya?
Jaurez: You got any tequila in this place?
Waitress: It's Orlando. We've got more tequila than Mexico.
Jaurez: Good, bring me a shot. And bring the bottle while you're at it!
(The waitress shoots him a puzzled look then proceeds to get his order. She returns a couple of minutes later and sits the glass and the bottle on the table)
Waitress: You look like somebody just pissed in your favorite bowl of cheerios, mister.
Jaurez: Yeah, you could say that.
Waitress: Wanna talk about it?
Jaurez: Nothing you can do about it, lady.
Waitress: The name is Nancy. And, sometimes it helps to just talk things out.
Jaurez: Thanks, but no thanks.
Nancy: Suit yourself.
(The tape cuts and the time stamp shows 38 minutes later. About half of the bottle now gone.)
Nancy: Feeling any better?
Jaurez: No... but a few more of these and I won't care how I feel.
Nancy: She ain't worth it, pal.
Jaurez: She?
Nancy: Whatever woman has you so twisted in a knot.
Jaurez: No... no woman. Some guy.
Nancy: Hey, whatever. Your kind gets hurt too, I'm sure.
Jaurez: NO! Just some guy at work. Sticking his nose in where it doesn't belong. Causing me a lot of grief.
Nancy: Somebody want your job?
Jaurez: No. Just somebody saying a bunch of stuff about me.
Nancy: Don't sweat it, pal. This stuff usually blows over. The bull always settles to the bottom. Unless it's true, of course.
Jaurez: Well... nevermind.
Nancy: Why don't I get you some coffee.
Jaurez: I don't want coffee. I want Wright out of my business!
Nancy: Wright... that the guy who's causing you so much grief?
Jaurez: Yeah.
Nancy: Just go to your boss... tell him it's all a lie. If he doesn't have proof, it's your word against his. You've got nothing to worry about.
Jaurez: Yeah, well he says he does. And, I think Merritt believes him.
Nancy: Still doesn't seem like anything to worry about. Sounds to me like you think this Wright guy may have what he says he does?
Jaurez: I don't see how he could. I don't think any of 'em would have tal... nevermind.
(She sits at the table)
Nancy: Come on, you may as well spill it. You've said most of it already. Besides, if this Wright guy has something on you, it's not like one more person knowing the truth is gonna matter, is it?
Jaurez: See... it's like this. I'm a referee. You know... professional wrestling?
Nancy: Oh yeah? Hey... I thought you looked a little familiar. See so many people in here, though, ya know? Anyway... no crime in being a referee.
Jaurez: Well, the thing is, over the last year or so, I've kinda done some things in matches I shouldn't have. You know... looked the other way... missed a few calls... stuff like that. Nothing major. Nothing that hasn't been done before.
Nancy: You think that's what this guy Wright knows?
Jaurez: I don't know. It kinda goes a little deeper than that. This is all one big mess. I don't know how I got wrapped up in it. But...
Nancy: But, you did. And, this guy Wright... you think he knows about it.
Jaurez: He might. I dunno. He could just be full of ##### for all I know. But, he's found stuff out on other people before. All I know is that if he comes forward with this... and he find out who set all of this up, I'm done.
Nancy: Well, unless your boss or something is behind it, I think you're kinda done anyway, aren't ya? I mean, are they gonna let you keep refereeing or whatever if they find out about this?
Jaurez: I don't know what Merritt will do. Probably just hold it over me for the rest of my life. Pay me squat to referee jobber matches forever.
Nancy: Could be worse.
Jaurez: Depending on what Wright knows... trust me... it could be.
(Jaurez tosses back a shot and slams the glass on the table)
Jaurez: Hey, I gotta get out of here.
Nancy: Why don't you sit a while... get some coffee. Sober up a little before you take off.
Jaurez: I got a room upstairs. I just wanna go up and pass out.
Nancy: Tell ya what... the bottle's on me. You've got enough troubles to deal with.
Jaurez: Thanks.
(Jaurez gets up. He staggers a bit as he backs away from the table, then goes out through the door)
Nancy: You get all of that?
Wright: Every word. Check your glove compartment when you leave. There will be a little something there for you.
(Static as the tape ends)
Now, I ask you, was I right... or was I WRIGHT?!?! Wrestling's only REAL journalist delivers exactly what he says he will. Proof positive that Manuel Juarez is indeed corrupt. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get out of our tipsy ref who the guy pulling his strings is. But, rest assured, I'll find out.
I have submitted a copy of this tape, along with some other evidence, to Chad Merritt's office. I have asked that on the MINIMUM that Jaurez not be allowed to officiate any championship matches or matches that have bearing on contender status until his offices are able to conduct a full scale investigation. I'll tell you that, as of yet, I have not received any confirmation on that request. But, I expect one shortly. Hopefully, this situation can be rectified, in one manner or another, before the Raleigh edition of Showtime.
This has been Eric Wright with a special report from the desk of As I C It!