Post by Mikey eXtreme on Jul 3, 2016 4:32:28 GMT -5
The biggest perk about wrestling in New Jersey was that Mikey could spend the week at home in Brooklyn. He rarely got enough time to spend more than a night in his home, so this week was very odd.
mikey extreme: Ah, home sweet home.
Loud noises can be heard outside.
mikey extreme: God damn it, it’s not even the fourth yet!
Mikey was attempting to enjoy watching America’s Pastime, baseball, while morons were jacking off their fireworks stash a bit too early.
mikey extreme: Come on! I can’t get one relaxing night in before I end the title reign of Nathan Chambers? Can’t I enjoy this beautiful game in peace?
More fireworks.
mikey extreme: I guess not.
Mikey lifted a can of budweiser, took a gulp, and continued to watch the game while talking about his match.
mikey extreme: But, does it even matter? I mean, I win this thing no matter what. It really doesn’t matter if I’m well rested or not. Hell, I could stay up for a week straight and still walk out with the victory over Chambers.
When you really break it down, what has Chambers actually done since his debut?
He beat Teo Del Sol? I beat Teo Del Sol almost every other week. Outside of one match, which he got lucky in, he’s not that much of a threat. So, that doesn’t put any type of fear in me at all.
He beat Twilight? Okay. He beat a woman. This is also something that doesn’t put any type of fear in me. Twilight hasn’t even really been much of a threat in ages, I mean, I don’t think I’ve seen her beat anyone in my entire life. So, again, uh, great job, Nathan.
Then there was that tag match where Slane picked up the pin on Teddy “Roosevelt” Blaze. So, that’s a second match with Teo, and yet, Slane had to get it done for him. That’s a bit of a regression if you ask me.
Then he teamed with Slane once again, taking on Dat Hawt American Darkness. The hottest tag team in wrestling today against A boy scout and “Perfection.” We all know how that played out, Dat Hawt American Darkness walked out winners like we always do, because who betta? Kanyon? Nathan? Nobody. Not only did we win that match, we made Nathan look like the little bitch that he is, too.
So what’s that, 4 matches? He won 2, Slane won the other one, and he lost to us. That’s impressive, Let’s keep going.
Then he teamed up with Slane again, sense a pattern here? Which seen Slane pick up another victory when he took care of Drax Durant. Hm, it seems to me that Nathan can’t get things done anymore. It seems to me that now that he has stepped into the ring with real competition that he’s fallen back a peg.. Or two… or more.
But that’s okay, it’s a tag match.. You know, he still gets the credit for a win that he had nothing to do with! Hell, he’s the perfect champion, a title that he was gifted by a drunk.
But then it gets interesting.
The WCF Classic comes together, and Stuart Slane picks up the win after he has his way with Nathan Chambers. That’s right, the perfection champion was no match for Stuart Slane, and now he’s over there clutching that hardcore championship, MY hardcore championship, and he’s realizing that maybe he bit off a little more than he can chew. He’s sitting there, and he’s finally starting to realize that we’re all not as easy as Teo and Twilight..
But now, it’s too late. It’s far too late, because now he’s in my sights. Now he has to step up to the plate and face the heat. One hundred miles per hour coming down towards him, and he has no where to go, he can’t do anything about it because he is far, far overmatched.
And once that ref begins that count..
One..
Two..
Three..
And raises my hand, and presents me with MY hardcore title.. It will be at that very moment that Nathan Chambers begins to snap. At that very moment he will realize that he is not cut out for this, that he is not cut out for my world.
This division.. This title.. It’s not a joke. It’s not something to sit back and mock. Perfect, well, that’s what the hardcore division really is. But, perfect, is something that Nathan Chambers will never realize. Something that will never describe what he is, but he’ll continue to use it because he doesn’t know any better.
But they’ll look back at this match and they’ll laugh at him. Some will laugh behind his back, some will outright tell him the truth that he’s a walking, talking, joke.
I’m the King of eXtreme, I’m the greatest United States champion of all time. Nobody can take that away from me. Now it’s time to take that hardcore championship away from Nathan and make it matter again. It’s my time t make that championship important to restore it’s beauty.
That belt is not just a championship. It’s the toughest belt that there is today. The lengths that people will go in order to win that belt are insane and I have the scars to prove it, but more importantly, Nathan will have the scars. Nathan will be scarred for life, with the memory of the torture that I have planned for him. He will be forced to relive this day each and every time he closes his eyes.
Mikey takes another gulp of that ice cold can of America.
mikey extreme: Me? I’ll forget this match almost instantly. To me this is the equivalent of my debut match here or the few times I got in the ring with Adam Young or Q-Ball or Jimmy Wicked.. Or any of the other complete losers that I have faced.
Nathan is no different and he will be treated no different.
I’ll walk in and I’ll walk out with the championship around my waist.
Suddenly, Vidalia enters the living room.
vidalia: Uh, who are you talking to?
Mikey laughs.
mikey extreme: Oh, no one...
He looks into the WCF camera and winks as the scene fades.
mikey extreme: Ah, home sweet home.
Loud noises can be heard outside.
mikey extreme: God damn it, it’s not even the fourth yet!
Mikey was attempting to enjoy watching America’s Pastime, baseball, while morons were jacking off their fireworks stash a bit too early.
mikey extreme: Come on! I can’t get one relaxing night in before I end the title reign of Nathan Chambers? Can’t I enjoy this beautiful game in peace?
More fireworks.
mikey extreme: I guess not.
Mikey lifted a can of budweiser, took a gulp, and continued to watch the game while talking about his match.
mikey extreme: But, does it even matter? I mean, I win this thing no matter what. It really doesn’t matter if I’m well rested or not. Hell, I could stay up for a week straight and still walk out with the victory over Chambers.
When you really break it down, what has Chambers actually done since his debut?
He beat Teo Del Sol? I beat Teo Del Sol almost every other week. Outside of one match, which he got lucky in, he’s not that much of a threat. So, that doesn’t put any type of fear in me at all.
He beat Twilight? Okay. He beat a woman. This is also something that doesn’t put any type of fear in me. Twilight hasn’t even really been much of a threat in ages, I mean, I don’t think I’ve seen her beat anyone in my entire life. So, again, uh, great job, Nathan.
Then there was that tag match where Slane picked up the pin on Teddy “Roosevelt” Blaze. So, that’s a second match with Teo, and yet, Slane had to get it done for him. That’s a bit of a regression if you ask me.
Then he teamed with Slane once again, taking on Dat Hawt American Darkness. The hottest tag team in wrestling today against A boy scout and “Perfection.” We all know how that played out, Dat Hawt American Darkness walked out winners like we always do, because who betta? Kanyon? Nathan? Nobody. Not only did we win that match, we made Nathan look like the little bitch that he is, too.
So what’s that, 4 matches? He won 2, Slane won the other one, and he lost to us. That’s impressive, Let’s keep going.
Then he teamed up with Slane again, sense a pattern here? Which seen Slane pick up another victory when he took care of Drax Durant. Hm, it seems to me that Nathan can’t get things done anymore. It seems to me that now that he has stepped into the ring with real competition that he’s fallen back a peg.. Or two… or more.
But that’s okay, it’s a tag match.. You know, he still gets the credit for a win that he had nothing to do with! Hell, he’s the perfect champion, a title that he was gifted by a drunk.
But then it gets interesting.
The WCF Classic comes together, and Stuart Slane picks up the win after he has his way with Nathan Chambers. That’s right, the perfection champion was no match for Stuart Slane, and now he’s over there clutching that hardcore championship, MY hardcore championship, and he’s realizing that maybe he bit off a little more than he can chew. He’s sitting there, and he’s finally starting to realize that we’re all not as easy as Teo and Twilight..
But now, it’s too late. It’s far too late, because now he’s in my sights. Now he has to step up to the plate and face the heat. One hundred miles per hour coming down towards him, and he has no where to go, he can’t do anything about it because he is far, far overmatched.
And once that ref begins that count..
One..
Two..
Three..
And raises my hand, and presents me with MY hardcore title.. It will be at that very moment that Nathan Chambers begins to snap. At that very moment he will realize that he is not cut out for this, that he is not cut out for my world.
This division.. This title.. It’s not a joke. It’s not something to sit back and mock. Perfect, well, that’s what the hardcore division really is. But, perfect, is something that Nathan Chambers will never realize. Something that will never describe what he is, but he’ll continue to use it because he doesn’t know any better.
But they’ll look back at this match and they’ll laugh at him. Some will laugh behind his back, some will outright tell him the truth that he’s a walking, talking, joke.
I’m the King of eXtreme, I’m the greatest United States champion of all time. Nobody can take that away from me. Now it’s time to take that hardcore championship away from Nathan and make it matter again. It’s my time t make that championship important to restore it’s beauty.
That belt is not just a championship. It’s the toughest belt that there is today. The lengths that people will go in order to win that belt are insane and I have the scars to prove it, but more importantly, Nathan will have the scars. Nathan will be scarred for life, with the memory of the torture that I have planned for him. He will be forced to relive this day each and every time he closes his eyes.
Mikey takes another gulp of that ice cold can of America.
mikey extreme: Me? I’ll forget this match almost instantly. To me this is the equivalent of my debut match here or the few times I got in the ring with Adam Young or Q-Ball or Jimmy Wicked.. Or any of the other complete losers that I have faced.
Nathan is no different and he will be treated no different.
I’ll walk in and I’ll walk out with the championship around my waist.
Suddenly, Vidalia enters the living room.
vidalia: Uh, who are you talking to?
Mikey laughs.
mikey extreme: Oh, no one...
He looks into the WCF camera and winks as the scene fades.