Ah, Matthew Logan. Now here's a guy I wouldn't mind smashing over the head with a chair. Fitting that this is going to be a chairshot survival match, it's time I get back at Logan for all those times the little bastard tried to take me out. You see, Logan and I too have a history, though not as great as mine and Champ's. Our history is more or less just hostile, no real sense of friendship or respect between us. I'll give him the credit he deserves--he IS a good wrestler. However, being a good wrestler does not make you a good human being, and Matthew Logan is by far the biggest pile of human waste I've ever seen in a wrestling ring before. There's nothing good about this man, his bark is worse then his bite. There is nothing that makes sense about this man, he's gone from a psycopath to a Jesus Christ wannabe to a hippy. There is nothing that is respectable about this man, he looks down upon everyone and cheats nearly every match in an attempt to win. Matthew Logan is, has, and always will be the one thing that signifies what I dislike about the HWF: the black sheep of the roster. Matthew Logan has never defeated me, unlike Chris Champion. Matthew Logan has faced me time and time again but has yet to defeat me, and Monday Suicide will be no exception to this trend. I find it ironic that after all this time Champion, Logan and I will meet in the same ring again. The last time we did, Logan got caught in the ropes as I took Champion down and out for the win. This time will be different--it won't be Champion who takes the fall. And there's a fourth man who's entered the equation as well, but he's another story. Right now, it's all about you Logan, it's all about you. It's all about how horrid of a person you are, how much I cannot stand to be in your very presence, how much the thought of you makes me realize the downfalls of society as a whole today. Logan, the bitterness between us is probably deeper then anyone in the HWF or even the fans themselves know. There was no way our previous match could have settled it and you know it. But I've given up caring. You see, Logan, you're insignificant to me now. I think When Worlds Collide was poetic justice to our history with each other. You know, you and I shoot for the same goal, go through similar motions, but I inevitably triumph over you? I'm still in the tournament, Logan, and you had to pack your fucking bags. I'm the one left representing the HWF, and I'm not going to let them down. I will make it to the finals in that tournament, unlike someone who couldn't even make it through to Round Three. Make up all the excuses you want, Matt, but it won't ever change the fact that you're a nothing now, and you'll never ammount to anything more. So now we've seen the good in Chris Champion, we've addressed the bad in Matthew Logan...why not take a stop at the middle man and see just what he's all about. |