Heartless...WE ARE
Chapter: Your Heart Attack

Match: vs. The Straight Edge Gunners
Location: Sacramento, California
Event: Tournament to the Title
Date: February 1st 2008
Belt: Tag-Team Championships

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I know that I’ve been through a lot of wins and a lot of losses in my career, but I’ve busted my balls and brought out every bit of blood, sweat and tears to be the man that I am today. I’ve seen it all ten times fold until it plays over and over like a record player and I’ve learned my lessons about how to get through this business. It isn’t by bribing, or having the fans for or even against you. It isn’t by kissing upper management’s ass or sleeping around with the enemy. It isn’t by buying over the company or doing a hostile takeover. But the way that I’ve learned best to handle this business is to go out there and do the business. Show ‘em what you got. Don’t sing about it…be about it.

Real champions have an unconditional passion and desire for the business to step into the squared circle week in and week out and give every bit of themselves to their opponent and everyone out there watching and they do it all with the mindset to win it for themselves and to prove everyone wrong that has ever doubted them. It’s not greed like you two think it is.

You two pisciones think that it’s all about the money and kissing ass that will get you all that gold that you were holding for less than a month. The faster you two decided that you wanted to grab like a couple of hungry ass kids from the ghetto was just how fast it was taken away from you. You two take things for granted, but trust me, I want you to be wide awake when Sunday comes because you will encounter the last little bit of gold you’ve been dreaming about, taken away from you by myself and Tails…better known as The Heart Attacks.

But it’s the match again that I think about and drive into my head over and over again that really gets me focused and prepared because this isn’t some ordinary boring ass tag team match up where the titles are on the line. I want you to be wide awake when I describe the setting for you two goons…or better yet, go ahead and close your eyes and imagine it right now. We’re in a huge arena filled with thousands and thousands of NLWF fans and just the ruckus coming from the crowd itself is nearly tearing the roof off of that big dome. The four of us in the center of that ring looking high in the air as the NLWF Tag Team Championship belts are presented. Not only that, but just picture the surrounding atmosphere as we stand inside of that ring waiting for that bell to ring.

Are you ready for that?

Nah…I don’t think you are. No…not only do we have to overcome and endure coming into contact with those and risking our lives for the Tag-Team belts, but we gotta rise above and overcome every obstacle to climb higher to claim our prize. You’re still not ready? I didn’t think so. But I would expect someone of such high caliber as The Straight Edge Gunners to be able to defy anything and to overcome anything being that they are the greatest tag team ever and can pretty much take as much up their ass as they know how to kiss.

And Johnny, if you think that means that I’m saying that you two are some pussies, then I’m so glad that you actually went to school and didn’t fall asleep on that lesson.

I’m going to clear this up right now. You two have disgraced not only for the championship match but you’ve also disgraced this business with your presence. You weren’t prepared when you came here and you damn sure weren’t prepared when you found out who you were fighting Sunday, but I’m telling you right now…you better be prepared to lose those tag titles. The Heart Attacks are more than ready to come in and give those tag titles something that you will never give them and that’s honor. The NLWF wants and needs some fighting champions who aren’t just going to sit down and just win a title and not defend it. They need a couple of guys that are willing to stand up and take any and all challenges, big or small, male or female, black, white, pink, purple…I don’t give a damn.

Tails and myself are more than willing to prove everyone who thinks that we’re a joke completely wrong and open everyone’s eyes to the real thing, starting this Sunday. You want a challenge? This week, boys…you’ve got a big one coming to you and they’re both coming focused, ready and hungry for gold. It’s about time for a couple of uncrowned champions to step down that walkway and claim their prize after we go into an all out war against the punks known as Straight Edge Gunners. It’s about time to show some honor and pride in this business and come hell or high water this Sunday, we’re going to accomplish just that. Haters beware and be prepared because when the Heart Attacks win those titles on Sunday you all will stop and stare. We don’t care who you are or where you’re from or what you have to say about us but we’re going out there and the Heart Attacks is going to do what we do best and we only ask of one thing. Just bring it but be ready because we're more focused than ever to shut you two up and finally seal the nail in the coffin to your suffering career. Go ahead and call your doctors and get them to buy that plane ticket to California and have them well prepared for having to take care of your scarred, bloodied and bruised bodies after this match because you will never be the same after being in this match with the Heart Attacks.

And that’s the hardcore truth.

And I hope you're ready for the reality of it all because come Sunday, the impossible will become a reality and for you guys...

There Will Be Blood.