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A Day in the life
It took thoughts and dreams of regular people being brought into reality and worked on with great dedication to bring about some of history's greatest inventions, greatest charities, and kindest acts between the people of this world. Likewise, it took those same thoughts and dreams of regular people going through all the same processes to bring about our greatest nightmares, our greatest hardships, and our sharpest pitfalls. Shame and glory both come hand-in-hand with the dreams of men and women, and ultimately it takes that same great dedication and desire to birth both good and evil into this world. Yet perhaps some of the greatest wonders to us all is the stories of the people who dared to make their dreams a reality. From their humble beginnings to their uphill climb against the odds, to the triumphant success at the end of their journey, the story of a dreamer who made those dreams a reality is perhaps one of the greatest loved stories in all of human history. It inspires hope in us, it inspires us to chase our own dreams and, in the end, it drives us forward in this life with our heads held high. Johnny Styles is one of the greatest dreamers I have ever known. He is strong in his faith, incredibly strong... and his determination in the face of adversity is something that I've drawn inspiration from on a constant basis. The love I feel for that man is more intense than anything I could ever describe, and even when I'd thought he'd done everything he ever could for me... he managed to do something greater than ever before: he helped me bring an incredible, beautiful child into this world... ... he helped me create our baby boy. These days, I can't go out on the road with him as often as I used to. I'm at home more now, taking care of Alex and doing everything I can to be the best mother for my little boy possible, and Johnny has done nothing but excel for us in the process. He'd spent so long planning things out, so long preparing for these days... and now, all that planning and all his dreaming is beginning to come to life before our very eyes. I've never seen him so alive before, not even at his greatest height in the HIW was he as excited about life as he is today. When I'd once thought Johnny had always been living his prime for all these years, I'm now realizing that I was wrong... and I'm simply amazed by that fact. For as great a legacy as Johnny already left behind before... he still has so much left to do in the HIW, and he's showing that every time he goes out into the ring. He doesn't fight out of a grudge against someone in the company, nor does he fight because he's addicted to the thrills being out there give him. He does it for his family, for his friends... Johnny goes out there to finish his story and to ensure that anything that might hold us back from our future is taken care of before it has the chance to rear its head. I've watched him change his style, make himself safer in the ring while fighting with a greater intensity than ever before. When people have told him to just throw in the towel, he pushes forward that little extra bit. When he's called an attention seeking glory hound, he laughs it off and then goes out to show his humbleness despite all the skill he holds within him. He doesn't humiliate his opponents, he respects each and every one of them, from new friends to old enemies. In the days of the past, it wasn't always like that... he couldn't always just let go of an insult brought against him, he felt compelled to strike that viewpoint down and prove himself a better man than that. But now? Now... I think he realizes he's done everything he can to prove that, and all that's left is to live the way he knows he should. To finish his story in the HIW-- hell, to finish his story in wrestling overall. And he's doing just that now, he's doing something that makes me so very proud of him that... words just can't describe it, really. To see him team together with people who I could never imagine teaming with him, to see them both take on unknown competitors in a foreign country and to see them actually win such a huge tournament in the process... that was one of many signs that show just how much things have changed since the old days now gone. Johnny's let go of the grudges of the past, he's not concerned with the politics and he's not concerned with who's said what or the general locker-room talk. He clarifies when needed, but... he's just there now for the fans and for his story, and for the federation he loves so dearly. He's there now to cement his family's future, he's there now to strengthen ties with old friends and to help the new blood of the HIW advance into the bright future he knows is in store for them. These days, he doesn't appear on television half as much as he'd used to. When it comes time for him to do a show, he makes it to the arena on time and prepares himself for the match, but ultimately he just goes out there to wrestle and entertain the fans before leaving once again, going off to represent the HIW to the best of his ability. The HIW puts so much trust in his ability to sell the brand... it's phenomenal to see them rest so much on his shoulders. Constant meet and greets with the fans, autograph signings and promotional events, Johnny's been doing it all and has kept his stride strong throughout. It's funny, actually... he's enjoying it so much he's even started up a little travel-log, a journal of his days that he keeps as a memento for himself in the future. He told me once after coming home from a long day of promotions that he loves this new journal of his, that for him it meant being able to read back on what he considers to be the greatest days of his life yet. For him, he has the perfect job, the perfect family, the perfect son... and, somehow, he even believes he has the perfect wife. To know that he thinks so highly of me, just as I think so highly of him... it's incredible for the both of us, and every day we spend together is just another great day in the both of our lives. Recently, he's been sharing these journal entries with me, keeping me as up-to-date with his days as possible. Even when he's exhausted from the day, he still fights to get home and spend time with us, still fights to share these stories of his with me... and really, that's just who he is. That's the person he's always been, and that's the person I know that he'll always be. He really is a storyteller... it's not just some thrown-together gimmick, the man weaves words together like a professional author, from short story to a simple retelling of the day's events. Johnny really, truly does love his stories... and above all else, he loves sharing them with the world. But you all already knew that... didn't you? 
Well, this is it. Just got out of the short meeting with the board, looks like I won't be needed for anything else tonight but the match, so it's about time I start preparing for that. I've got my tapes prepared, got my equipment all set up in my locker-room... all that's left is to train and prepare. One of the hardest things about a handy-cap match and preparing for it is the unpredictability of how things will go down. Guys like Matt, Chester, Double D…Ok so maybe only Matt is a threat and doesn't seem like the type to go ultra-violent on a guy he has no grudge against, he's probably just going to throw everything into the match and do what he has to win, but I doubt he's out to kill me. I‘m not the one who stole his championship my partner did. Who am I really? Do you know... or do you only think you know? Some of you may say the easy thing and just say that I'm Johnny Styles. Others will say that I'm the former two time HIW Champion. And then there are those who say that I'm just the guy that hasn‘t had the best luck in today’s world. When, in truth, all of the above couldn't be closer to the truth. I am a former champion, a former champion, but I aint bitter about. I‘m not on a one man brand streak to getting it back. You see Matt, you allowing you lost to clown your judgment. You allowing the championship to block out everything around you. Matt, your chasing the One girl at the senior prom, that is already happy with her date. Take it from someone who has been down this road Let it go…Wait for it to come back around, then pimp slap the hoe until she lays limp in your lap! But I’m sure you asking me, how have I succeeded where everyone else failed? When I’m just some DoA member. Witch at the moment is true, but lets face it, I’m the only face in DOA that really matters. Scorpio gets a bum deal because he pays everyone, or at least did. Purcell? Juggling to much with two promotions. So that leaves me, standing here, doing what the good boys do. No longer starting shit for anyone. No longer dragging the boss through the mudd. I show up, I put on a show, I get paid, end of story. Why hasn‘t anyone called me on such a slacker role? I'll tell you the same thing I've been telling you for weeks, it's because I AM just that damn good. That's how I've plowed through veteran after veteran while standing by no one but myself. I'm the new wave of wrestling talent that you've heard about. The nigga with the crazy hybrid style of technical and submission wrestling. You've never seen someone like me in the ring, and you'll never see anyone else even close. See, unlike half of the HIW active roster, I don't let my bulldog mouth overload my puppy dog ass. That and I don’t know-show! I’m one of the few who hasn’t missed a Vital Signs or a Pay Per View for about 7 months time! Again I am just that damn good! I promise what I know I can do, and leave it at that. Unlike the new filth disgracing HIW, thirsting for the Elite title after only their first match. Look, I know you have to aim high... but be realistic with yourself. You gotta win A title before you have any REAL shot at a Elite title... at least in a federation with any talent in it. And in this match, that only leaves one competitor other than myself. And he's been on a downward spiral as of late. You know who I'm talking about, Matt. A man who had his brush with greatness about a month back, defeated me to become Elite Champion, since then hasn’t done shit. Let me be the first to tell you, that you're resilient mother fucker. You're the only one around here that I've seen hit rock bottom, and manage to neither climb back up or dig your own grave. Not you... you hit the bottom and shot off sideways like a skipping stone. But that's alright, I saw your path and I dug your grave for you. Come Vital Signs, I'm going to enjoy watching you skip your happy ass right into the hole I dug for you so I can start shoveling dirt over your already decomposing corpse. Hell, I'll even build a coffin for you. My other two opponents? Jokes. Both of them. Let's take a look at the lesser of the two first shall we? I only call HIM the lesser because he was only one standard protocol away from being locked up for a very long time. Tell me something Double D, are you really that stupid? Your falling apart, your this young pup who for some reason believes your heart is going to carry you anywhere, sorry cocksucker its not. Take it from someone who has been down that path, you don‘t get anywhere unless you piss everyone off. For example I went from the most hated man in TEWF, to a two time Elite champion here in HIW. My own former partner Scorpio hated my actions in TEWF, yet formed DOA with me Do you really think I should be worried about your cookie cutter ass? Because I'm not. You're reckless, over-aggressive, and suffer from a severe case of tunnel vision. If you want to hang in the ring with me kid, you need patience, skill, and a hell of a lot of experience. And you're lackluster, AT BEST, in all of the above. This guy's talking about becoming larger than HIW, hell, larger than life! You know, you're trying to feed us a spoonful of sugar, but I'm not tasting anything on the spoon. You're words are hollow without action to back it up. Who'd you beat here Dragon? Ok allow me to re asked that…How did you beat that matters? Some random nobody whose resume isn't even long enough for anyone to use as decent toilet paper. And that's including his entire wrestling history. Face it, the only reason you‘ve been getting face time here is because your popping the pimps off of Matt‘s ass cheeks. When the Storyline ends, you’ll be back down to the UK level where you belong. That’s where talent like you should be. Down on your hands and knees wiping up my Main event sweat. Speaking of sweat, or the fear of... that brings me back to Matt. Another "threat" to in a 3 on 2 handy match? Are you kidding me? What, did my original opponent get a match change? I mean, a pre-pubescent monkey could have picked me better opponents than this. I’ve beating this ass clown so many times, it isn’t even funny anymore. Is this because of the recent face work he has had done? Am I like the test dummy to see how the current look holds up on the HIW hero? To be frank Matt, I like the first look, the one when you were still trying. But maybe this recent change may help. I hope it gives you a small shimmer of hope that you may actually walk out of my ring alive come Vital Signs. You see, all week I've been doing what educated people do. I've been looking for ways to solve my problem. You're a parasite? Perfect, because I've got the cure for your ass. It's actually quite a coincidence that you live in a hospital, because I'm going to take personal pleasure snapping you like a twig. By the time I'm through with you, they're going to have to re-open their traction ward just for you. Do you know why you don't fear me? Because I don't fear things that I pity. See, I grew up with a little brother and three foster brothers, so there was always someone who was sick. After awhile, we stopped getting sick because our immune systems got so strong that the cold couldn't hit us anymore. Hell, I don't think I've had a cold in almost three years. Just like a virus, you've got no chance in hell of making it out alive. I hope you all like looking at my face, because it's going to be associated with the HIW for a long time. There's also one more thing that the three of you are failing to realize. None of you can beat me. Face it, I already know the three of you are going to try and gang up on me to take me out early, but even with the numbers in your odds, your all heading into a wall not looking to break anytime soon, Hell The camp is just in my corner for looks. I don’t even need him. Face it boys and girls, at the end of the day none of you have it in you to knock this swagger. Do you wanna know what happens when you pull on someone's coattails to hard? They turn around and stomp you like a bug. Ohhh -- FIN -- |