Evil James
League Member
I can barely contain my excitement. I’m tired and sore, battered and bruised, but in the end, I pulled off one of the biggest nights of my career.
In a matter of less than an hour, I won the TEAM Lethal Lottery Tag Team Championship with Otaku and then pulled off a doubleheader by winning the TEAM Free For All Championship in an elimination rumble the very next match.
People can say what they want about me all they want, but I proved to them and everybody else that I’m not all talk. I’ve got more guts and heart than ninety percent of the wrestlers out there. I didn’t just talk the talk, I backed it up in the ring.
And now I sit in my locker room sitting on a bench just trying to take it all in. I look down to my left and see one championship belt. I then look to my right and see another championship.
Can this all be just a dream? I mean, this can’t be happening. It’s too good to be true.
First I survive the Triple Threat Tag Team Weapons Match at High Stakes on Friday, then the Infinite Gauntlet fax I received, and now this all in a span of four days.
This has been a whirlwind for me. First my career almost appears to be going straight down the toilet thanks to this Church of the Unholy nonsense and then it happens…
The resurrection of the career of James Varga.
It’s amazing how things can turn around. All it took was meeting the woman that I love. Yes, even a person as unjustifiably hated and reviled as I am can find love to save me from the darkness that had engulfed my life.
I met her and the Church immediatly started being suspicious that I either may have ratted on them to the FBI or that I showed actual human emotions rather than being a mindless zombie like the rest of those idiots.
But now I just sit here and smile, taking it all in before the euphoria fades and the title defenses begin. That’s all I can do. That’s all anyone would do.
And there’s no way this smile is leaving my face anytime soon.
In a matter of less than an hour, I won the TEAM Lethal Lottery Tag Team Championship with Otaku and then pulled off a doubleheader by winning the TEAM Free For All Championship in an elimination rumble the very next match.
People can say what they want about me all they want, but I proved to them and everybody else that I’m not all talk. I’ve got more guts and heart than ninety percent of the wrestlers out there. I didn’t just talk the talk, I backed it up in the ring.
And now I sit in my locker room sitting on a bench just trying to take it all in. I look down to my left and see one championship belt. I then look to my right and see another championship.
Can this all be just a dream? I mean, this can’t be happening. It’s too good to be true.
First I survive the Triple Threat Tag Team Weapons Match at High Stakes on Friday, then the Infinite Gauntlet fax I received, and now this all in a span of four days.
This has been a whirlwind for me. First my career almost appears to be going straight down the toilet thanks to this Church of the Unholy nonsense and then it happens…
The resurrection of the career of James Varga.
It’s amazing how things can turn around. All it took was meeting the woman that I love. Yes, even a person as unjustifiably hated and reviled as I am can find love to save me from the darkness that had engulfed my life.
I met her and the Church immediatly started being suspicious that I either may have ratted on them to the FBI or that I showed actual human emotions rather than being a mindless zombie like the rest of those idiots.
But now I just sit here and smile, taking it all in before the euphoria fades and the title defenses begin. That’s all I can do. That’s all anyone would do.
And there’s no way this smile is leaving my face anytime soon.