Post by Corey Black on Jan 24, 2009 18:48:49 GMT -5
The scene opens to Corey Black's back. He's sitting on a steel chair, seemingly in a locker room. Corey is wearing a Metallica shirt, as can be seen by the electric chair guy on the back of the shirt. Black's head is down and he beings speaking.
Corey Black: I'm not going to pay attention to anything Torture or Gravedigger say this week. Not in the mood to care about what Gravedigger thinks about his big comeback, or what Torture thinks of me. It's all relative to the point. That being that three men are going to walk into a match that was meant for two, and only one can walk out as the WCF World Champion. A title, might I add, I have not lost the last two times I held it.
Seems funny when you think about it. Me, the guy that would win the big one and lost it a week later. But then BOOM, out of nowhere, I'm unstoppable. Defeat one of the best WCF has ever had to offer in Skyler Striker, and then run through a tournament of the elite. What do I get to show for it? Another tournament. Never once have I been given the benefit of the doubt. When it comes right down to must win situations, nobody is better than me.
I've never been able to understand all the hate I get. Four time World Champion, two time Hardcore Champion, Television Champion, countless Tag Titles ... and for what? For people to sit there and go 'sigh, there is Creeping Death. I wonder when he'll get lazy again.' To you, I say 'fuck you." Got off your high horse and look at the big picture. I'm the best thing going today. Look up and down the roster, look who has been hanging out backstage, look to GWC for fuck's sake. Nobody can touch me. I dare say that I'm the ace of WCF. WWE has Shawn Michaels, WCW had Sting, ECW had Tommy Dreamer, Ring of Honor has Austin Aries, TNA has AJ Styles, and WCF has Corey Black.
What more would a man have to gain? I've tied the "great" Logan in World Title runs. I'm a Grand Slam Champion. I'm constantly the measuring stick here. I have my own show. What else is there? What more could a man want?
Corey turns to the camera. He's wearing the Creeping Death face paint.
Corey Black: Respect.
The scene fades out.
Corey Black: I'm not going to pay attention to anything Torture or Gravedigger say this week. Not in the mood to care about what Gravedigger thinks about his big comeback, or what Torture thinks of me. It's all relative to the point. That being that three men are going to walk into a match that was meant for two, and only one can walk out as the WCF World Champion. A title, might I add, I have not lost the last two times I held it.
Seems funny when you think about it. Me, the guy that would win the big one and lost it a week later. But then BOOM, out of nowhere, I'm unstoppable. Defeat one of the best WCF has ever had to offer in Skyler Striker, and then run through a tournament of the elite. What do I get to show for it? Another tournament. Never once have I been given the benefit of the doubt. When it comes right down to must win situations, nobody is better than me.
I've never been able to understand all the hate I get. Four time World Champion, two time Hardcore Champion, Television Champion, countless Tag Titles ... and for what? For people to sit there and go 'sigh, there is Creeping Death. I wonder when he'll get lazy again.' To you, I say 'fuck you." Got off your high horse and look at the big picture. I'm the best thing going today. Look up and down the roster, look who has been hanging out backstage, look to GWC for fuck's sake. Nobody can touch me. I dare say that I'm the ace of WCF. WWE has Shawn Michaels, WCW had Sting, ECW had Tommy Dreamer, Ring of Honor has Austin Aries, TNA has AJ Styles, and WCF has Corey Black.
What more would a man have to gain? I've tied the "great" Logan in World Title runs. I'm a Grand Slam Champion. I'm constantly the measuring stick here. I have my own show. What else is there? What more could a man want?
Corey turns to the camera. He's wearing the Creeping Death face paint.
Corey Black: Respect.
The scene fades out.
