Feelings
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Apr-22-03 AT 09:59 PM (EST)](Camera fades in to the Entertainment and Convocation Center in Duluth, Minnesota at night. Standing in front of it is none other than Suicide, as the wind blows his long black hair, sort of covering his face. Only one eye can be made seen as he looks at the camera.)
Suicide: "I'm a complete (FCC)hole. I know I am, people tell me this everyday and it's something I have accepted in life. I think it's because of my blunt honesty, how I present things in a truthful matter. I don't sugarcoat anything I say so I don't hurt anyone's feelings. It seems to me a lot of people in GLCW get touchy when you speak the truth to them because no one has the balls to tell them to their face how it is."
(Suicide takes off the Fedora on his head, which allows his long black hair to flow more freely in the wind.)
Suicide: "With that being said Mr. James, let me make one thing clear. Everything I have said is how I feel and I will not apologize nor take back anything. For someone who claims it takes a lot to get them angry, I hardly lifted a finger and got the type of reaction I was expecting to get. I think a lot of wrestlers here are a bit to relaxed for their own good. No one's questioned their integrity in this sport but when some lowlife bastard like myself does it, everyone's on the defense. Mr. James, I'm sure you love this sport very much. But it's not the fact that you don't take this sport seriously for what it's worth, but also the fact you don't take me seriously."
(Suicide brushes the hair from his face, revealing an eyepatch over his right eye with his symbol emblazed on it. He has a slight smirk on his face as he does this.)
Suicide: "I've had many people warn me not to piss them off, because I will pay for it. So what am I paying for Mr. James? So I pissed you off, big deal. And now you want to kick my ass. Do I really have to be afraid now? You take that anger and that desire you have for this sport, channel it, harness it, and direct it right towards me. I want to experience everything you have. I want to know exactly what Mr. Steven James stands for. If you fail when we face each other on Wired, consider yourself made an example of. The example you will represent is what everyone in the GLCW stands for. Hardly anyone cares about what this sport means. They just want to fame, fortune, championship titles. They don't care how much hard work and dedication it takes to achieve that. What you're looking for Mr. James is something that is empty and that will disappear once you leave this world. I'm looking for something of higher meaning and believe you and me, I'll take that beyond my grave. Because when it's all said and done, win or lose, you'll know what I represent and if you give me your all, I'll shake your hand in respect. But make no mistake about it, I don't fear you. I just hope in due time you'll come to understand me; not just as someone who told you like it is to your face, but someone who's simply known as The Man....The Myth....The Legend....Suicide. Fall out of line with me and 'showtime' will simply be changed to.....'show's over'.....'Nuff said...."
(Suicide places the Fedora back on his head and walks off into the night. The camera gets a nice picture of the Center where Wired will be held before fading out.)