Against All Odds(the Promo)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jul-18-02 AT 03:30 PM (EDT)]"So I guess you think you're bad now, huh Ryan?"
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[small]Sean sat on a bench next to his locker, shirtless, with a towel draped over his shoulder. All signs pointed toward him heading for the showers, as soon as he was finished. He ran his fingers through his long golden hair, before looking up at the camera again.[/small]
"I personally can't understand why. You were everything I said you'd be. Which is the total opposite of everything you thought you were. You think I'm impressed by what you did to Carl Brigsby a couple of weeks ago? Please... Ryan, I'm not impressed until you do it to me. You're so bad, right? So tough. GXW champion, and all that jazz... but, guess what? I'm still walking. Still talking. You haven't shown me a damned thing, other than the fact that you're smarter than you look. ...and, know how to high- tail- it when the situation gets a little tough.
"I'm a tune- up for Fish Fund, right? Well guess what, B#tch? ...this is Fish Fund. No more excuses, Ryan. No more games. You wanna cut, paste, and strategically place pieces of my promo in certain areas of yours, so that you'll have something to talk about? Go right ahead. You wanna show the fans what I know I said, and play with their intelligence, by altering my words... twisting them up... leaving important pieces of the sentence out? Have fun. It didn't have anything to do with our match tonight, and it won't have anything to do with the outcome at Fish Fund XIII.
"Call me a contradiction. A Liar. Gay. ...hell, you can call me 'Susan' for all I care. It doesn't matter. What matters is, I didn't get the job done like I wanted to tonight, which means I'm not done with you. You said you plan on annoying me for a while... well, unless I feel a sudden urge to be compassionate... I'm gonna send your punk a## packing, tail tucked, eating your meals through a straw.
"That's how serious this is, Ryan.
"You thought you were so cool, exposing my personal life to the fans... then, having the audacity to put your hands on her? ...now I'm gonna expose you. For the fraud you are. For the phony tough, talentless hack you always were. And, there is only one way to stop me, Ryan...
"...don't show up..."
[small]Sean had two un- opened bottles of water in front of him. His throat was cracking, so he opened one and sipped it before returning his attention to the camera.[/small]
"Now, Shane Southern... I don't know you, I won't lie. And, I can hardly understand a damned thing your country a## says... But, I've seen you wrestle, I've seen you handle your business in the ring, and you're well worth the hype. You're very talented, Shane. I watched as you beat Evan Aho for the Greensboro Title... I've watched you give Hornet a hell of a match, and even saw you and Aho team up a couple of times.
"See Shane, I didn't know you, and I never had a problem with you, but I watched. I watched because I know that you - just like me - happen to be a young superstar with all the right tools to break the CSWA barrier. You're a contender. Hungry. And, have a bright future in this business. I knew the day would come when you and I were on the opposite sides of the ring, and I understand that it's not gonna be easy. But, Shane... I firmly believe this - and, I'm not just talking - it's not your time. I believe in destiny, and it'd be tough to convince me that winning the US Championship at Fish Fund isn't mine. I know you're good, Shane... but, I know I'm better. I know you can and will do great things in this business... but, the things I've done and am gonna do, will far exceed anything you place on the table.
"Why? Because I've been blessed with an unmatched amount of skill.
"I truly believe that I can't be beaten, unless I beat myself. I guaranteed I wouldn't lose to Dan Ryan, and because he's a coward, he wouldn't allow me to beat him in the manner in which I know I can. He ran to save face... He'll use his whole: 'I didn't take you seriously' or 'I didn't want to waste my time, with Fish Fund being around the corner' spiel... but, the fact remains the same... at the end of the day... *I* won. I did what I said I'd do.
"...well I think I can beat you, Southern. And, I think I'm better than you. And I think you think otherwise, so it'll be my pleasure to beat you and prove it.
"With all due respect."
[small]A loud noise was heard in the background. ...it was Ivy entering Sean's dressing room, expecting him showered and ready to go, imagine her surprise when she saw him in the same outfit he wrestled in, sweating the same sweat she saw about thirty minutes earlier, in front of a camera. Sean paid her little mind, however... his focus was on the task at hand, and she... being the professional that she is, stepped aside and simply watched the rest on the sidelines.[/small]
"Now, I was trying to figure out where to piece you into this, Hornet. Do I hate you? No... I dispise you for turning your back on the same people that made you a millionaire. I hate you for making Ivy's life a living hell, but in the same token, Love you for making Ivy's life a living hell, because if you hadn't... she'd probably be with you, not me.
"So, thank you, Hornet. You've given me the greatest gift one can give. ...the Love of My Life. Blame Dan Ryan that it's out in the open like it is. But, not only that... You've obviously taken a liking to me, Hornet. You saw what happened the last time you and I wrestled. And, you've made it right. Tom Adler, eager to get the one- up on you and I in anyway that he could, ruined a question I've always wondered.
"I've heard the stories. Better than that, I've seen alot of 'em. And, I'm not gonna lie and say I wasn't impressed because I was. I screamed for you, just as loud as the next man, and when I entered this business and you turned your back on the world, I kept on screaming, because as another pretty popular performer, even if I didn't agree with it - I felt your pain. I thought - at the time - that we were similar. That we believed in some of the same things. But, I've realized now - all these years later - that I don't want anything to do with you... and, I can be a far better man than you ever were.
"Save me the excuses, Hornet. Merritt and Melton set that whole 'kid' plan in motion, but Merritt didn't force you to sleep with her. Chad did end up being the bad guy when it was all said and done, but you, Eli, and Randalls staked your claim because you wanted to, and each of you said the part when you got your turn on the stick."
[small]Sean smirked.[/small]
"Now, it appears you're spending most of your time explaining yourself. Justifying your past actions. Well... save it. We went through this the last time... I've heard your side of the story and I'm not sure if I can stomach it anymore.
"I just want you to 'bring it'. Your 'A game'. All the tricks... all the things that made you the man that you are, so when I beat you, I'll know that I didn't just beat a man who's living off of his reputation. A shell of his former self. I hate unfinished business Hornet, and I feel like the last time we wrestled, nothing was proven, because Tom Adler didn't allow it. But, this is different...
"...this is Fish Fund. The entire world will be watching. I'm sure you don't want to go home empty handed, just like I don't. I know I'm not in your top ten category of 'worst nightmare', but I also know that I'm ready. Ready to take that giant leap onto the next level. It is my goal to be CSWA World Heavyweight Champion, and I feel like it starts here. I don't know what's going on with you and the GXW, and you can call me 'selfish' if you want... but, I want your undivided attention. And, if I don't have it already... I plan on getting it. Because Hornet..."
[small]He paused for a moment, as his lips formed a thin smile.[/small]
"... I can't see myself leaving Texas without the CSWA United States Title."
[small]Sean turned in another direction, perhaps turning his attention to Ivy... who knows? All that mattered was, he got his point across and was ready to shower.[/small]
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